Chapter Three: Janine tells of her humiliation and punishment.
It was several weeks later that another pupil, called Janine, joined their dormitory. She showed an interest in Polly and Rita. She was a tall, slim, dark girl with long spindly legs in black stockings. As they became more friendly, their confidence in each other grew and they were soon exchanging thoughts on sex.
Polly and Rita kept their assignations with Miss Armitage a secret from Janine. When told that neither Rita nor Polly had actually examined a penis at close quarters, let alone handle one, Janine suggested that they should meet her brother. He would be only too willing for them to examine his penis for themselves.
'I meet him most Saturday afternoons in the old stable behind the swimming baths. He won't mind' she assured them. 'He's as horny as hell! And proud of his equipment.'
'Have you seen his cock, then, at close quarters?' Rita asked agog at the thought of such a forbidden sight.
'Sure!' she bragged, 'plenty of times. And felt it inside.' Rita gasped, partly in the idea of feeling a penis inside, and partly from embarrassment.
'Have you ... you know ... done it?'
Janine chuckled. 'Sure! Haven't you?'
'Certainly not!'
'Will you come with me?'
The young ladies were uncertain, looking at each other to seek some assurance and confidence.
'I'll go if you go, Polly.'
'Right! You're on.'
'First, shall I tell you about him, and how we came to share sex?
'Yes, yes!'
So, Janine told the two friends her experience of lust and flogging.
Janine's father was well built, always wore dark suits with a white shirt, collar and tie. He reminded Janine of the strict Mr Murdstone, David Copperfield's father they had read about in English class. Her slightest misdemeanour would result in her being heavily slippered or caned. The same applied to her mother! Both were bullied and humiliated by her stern father.
It had been with disbelief that Janine first heard her mother's cries as the sound of leather cracked over her bottom whilst her father kept up a stream of verbal admonishment. She was very apprehensive about him!
Janine's twin brother James was just as nervous of his harsh father, telling Janine that he really didn't mind being strapped but, sometimes, it could be more painful that he cared to admit. They did their homework together in the evenings each testing the other. Wrong answers resulted in mild punishment with a wooden ruler on their covered bottoms.
Questioned by James about her responses, Janine admitted to feeling aroused by the spanking. The two began exchanging confidences about their private thoughts. This naturally led them to doctors and nurses, with full examinations of male and female genitals. Spanking was the punishment for becoming aroused. When confidence in each other was complete, masturbation in front of each other followed.
They took up experimenting with the strap, spanking each other in punishment for their sexual thoughts, realising that it helped the intensity of their enjoyment during masturbation itself. James developed a liking for sadism particularly centred on Janine's nipples and labia. He would nip them and twist them painfully in between beating her buttocks with the strap or slipper.
He would pinch her sensitive flesh until she gasped and begged for mercy. Janine developed a liking for slavery, wanting to be mastered, so that she could blame her misdeeds on others, particularly if she wore her old school uniform.
It was after Janine had reached her eighteenth birthday, one evening when their parents were out, that they became careless. Preoccupied with the preliminaries of their private games, they didn't hear their parents return earlier than expected. Normally, they would not have come into the front parlour but, on this occasion, they were accompanied by two other couples. Guests were always shown into the front parlour.
That is where Janine and James were caught. She was draped over an arm of the settee, whilst James, trousers round his ankles, had just begun slapping her bottom with a leather strap. At the same time, both were in the very act of masturbating. When the mother and father recovered from the shock they were extremely angry. Janine stood quickly, whilst James dropped the strap. Both were red faced with embarrassment, scrambling to replace their clothes to cover their aroused genitals.
'Stand over there, where I can see you both,' barked James's father.
They were made to stand facing the settee. Their parents and four friends, all stern looking people in their early forties, sitting on upright chairs leaving the settee empty. The three couples were dressed formally. The men in dark suits, white shirts and sober ties. The women wore dark tweed suits, keeping their hats on. Sitting erect, hands on laps, they looked formidable, lips squeezed tight, staring at the young people. Janine and James stood with bowed heads. Neither dare look up at the accusing faces, cheekbones flushed.
'So, this is what you two get up to when we're out, is it?' father cried. 'How long as this been going on?'
'That is wicked and sinful! Dirty!' Janine's mother screamed without waiting for them to reply.
'You must be severely punished.'
'I shall whip the wickedness out of you if it's the last thing I do,' James's father ranted.
'I should think so!' commented the stouter of the other women. James' father stepped over to the tall bureau, took a cane from the drawer, then sitting down again in front of his son. The weapon was almost a metre long, thin and flexible. He tapped it in the palm of his other hand.
