The disciplinary system inaugurated with Betty's spanking quickly swung into full effect. Just two nights later another roommate Linda, a pretty, bespectacled brunette in her mid-twenties, became the second victim. Crying almost hysterically and in a state of near collapse, Linda went to her fate over Frank's capable lap. Once again everyone was treated to the sight of a comely young Washington secretary being totally bared and put through her paces with a good, crisp spanking that left her buttocks a blazing scarlet and reduced her to distraught sobs.
At the conclusion of the bottom-warming, her fragile panties were declared forfeit and Frank undertook the not unpleasant responsibility of removing them himself.
As he suspected, the freshly spanked young secretary eagerly followed him to his apartment afterward, like a puppy who had found its master.
Linda proved to be so sex-starved, so man-hungry, so horny that neither took time to disrobe. Holding her black punishment jumper up over the top of her garter belt, Linda backed against a wall and Frank took her in a standing position with her stockinged legs coiled tightly about him.
The following afternoon Frank met with Elizabeth to discuss strategy.
"Since you've eliminated Betty as a suspect, that leaves only Jean, right?" Elizabeth asked.
"Apparently so," Frank replied.
"Well, she won't be so easy to trap in your little spanking game,"
Elizabeth told him.
"Oh, why's that?" Frank asked. "It seems to me that all you girls are getting turned on by the idea."
"Well, most of them think it's kind of wild and sexy," Elizabeth admitted. "But not Jean. She's the one girl who makes sure she never violates a single rule."
Frank was thoughtful for a moment. "Well, in that case we might arrange to have the two of you caught in a Lesbian embrace. That ought to serve as sufficient justification for the two of you to be spanked."
"What?" Elizabeth flared. "Do you think I'm going to let those girls catch me…" She was too indignant to finish the sentence.
"It's part of your job," he reminded. "Besides," he added with a touch of malice, "you've been showing some distinctly bisexual trends lately."
Elizabeth glared at him. "That's not the point," she told him. "The point is that it would be just too embarrassing for all those girls to catch me doing something like… like that."
"After this little venture, you'll never see these girls again," Frank told her. "Now let's do it like this. You tell the other girls that you're planning a surprise party for Jean. That'll give you a chance to be alone with Jean, and the others can walk right in on you. I'll be with them and I'll have Jean's bare ass on view before she knows what's happening."
"All right," Elizabeth accepted the plan quietly. "It'll take several days to set it up and I suppose in the meantime you can continue your disciplinary activities." There was a slight trace of sarcasm in her voice.
"I told you the girls would all go for the idea," Frank reminded her.
Go for it they did. As plans for the surprise party began to develop, the third and fourth culprits met their fate on successive evenings. The third was a comely redheaded secretary in her late-twenties, whose name was Monica. She had been convicted of neglecting her share of the apartment chores. The fourth victim was Cheryl, a blonde, sweater-girl type in her early-twenties. She had been convicted of borrowing stockings, panties and other items of personal apparel from her roommates without permission.
The two spankings followed the procedure that had now become well established. When Frank arrived on the scene, each girl was standing in the corner attired in the standard punishment uniform of white blouse, short black jumper, black stockings and high-heeled black sandals.
Surrounded by her grinning, smirking roommates each girl was turned over Frank's knee in the traditional but juvenile position.
The girl's jumpers were turned back to reveal shapely legs outlined in black stockings, bare white thighs crossed by their tautly pulled black garter belt suspenders, and clinging black panties that fit their rotund posteriors to perfection. In each case the panties were slowly and almost reverently lowered to reveal quivering feminine buttocks flexing in anxious expectation of the spanking to come.
The spankings were classics. In writing to her best friend back home, Monica described her ordeal- Of course, as you would know, all seven roomies were there to savor my humiliation. Although I tried to put up a brave front, I was simply quaking when Mr. Hopkins swung me face down over his lap as if I was a naughty schoolgirl instead of a twenty-eight-year-old secretary. As my short jumper was drawn back to reveal my precious nylons, bare white thighs, and black panties and garter belt, I closed my eyes and tried to pretend that it really wasn't happening to me. But there was just no way I could blot out all those snickers, giggles, titters, smirks and so on from my assembled roommates. I'll have to admit that I had been one of the most enthusiastic advocates for spanking the other girls, and they were all just dying to see me take my medicine.
Then came the total indignity of having my panties slowly stripped down inside out by capable masculine hands!!! Believe me, there's just no way to adequately describe the total humiliation of being completely bared before an audience like that, and by a Man! I just wanted to shrivel up and sink through the floor. And, oh! how my roomies all smirked and giggled and acted ever so smug us they observed me lying there in total disgrace with my girlishly plump buttocks sticking up obscenely bare!
Although I ever so desperately wanted to hold still, I just couldn't refrain from puckering shamefully in anticipation of the red hot punishment my poor bottom was going to have to absorb.
And then it happened! My precious, tender bare bottom that no man had ever dared touch suddenly and abruptly received its baptism by fire from a sturdy masculine hand!! Ooohhh!!! Mr. Hopkins' palm felt as if it were traveling ninety miles an hour each time it crashed against my sensitive posterior, completely flattening my cheeks with a deafening splat!
Believe me, I was no heroine about it. I simply screamed and kicked my nylon-clad legs back and forth as if I had invented some new kind of dance. And I simply had to yank and jerk my burning hips around frantically on his lap, although I knew from watching the other girls how much I was exposing myself.
Oh, what an experience!! My full, woman's hips burned and prickled and itched with a hot burning heat that made each fresh smack absolute anguish. I cried hot salty tears that blinded my vision and ran down my cheeks. My pride totally destroyed, I begged like a little baby to have my bottom spared from that burning anguish. And through it all, my seven roomies just smirked and giggled and enjoyed themselves as only a bunch of girls can do.
When it was over, my poor bottom was simply a sheet of flame and I was totally breathless and sobbing hard. As usual, Mr. Hopkins proceeded to collect my panties as a souvenir. Then I was sent to the corner where I stood bare-bottomed, burning and disgraced! Can you imagine such a thing, at my age?"
In characteristic feminine fashion, Monica omitted a few details that might have given her friend a truer picture of her experiences. For example, how she had gone to Frank's apartment afterwards with her bottom burning furiously and had simply begged for the privilege of putting his big, beautiful cock in her mouth. How she had gotten down on her knees and had taken that rock-hard banana out of his pants herself.
How she had eagerly and joyously taken his climax in her mouth, and without even pausing to catch her breath had then sucked furiously to produce another pounding erection. How he had thereupon administered an almost-brutal dog-style fucking until she had cum several times and nearly swooned with ecstasy. And how she had begged for more afterwards.
Cheryl's post-spanking behavior involved similar patterns of sexual hysteria, although the details were somewhat different. In the privacy of Frank's apartment, the cute young blonde, still sniffling from the effects of the spanking, had brazenly turned up her deeply scarlet, furiously burning bottom and just begged to be sodomized! Although visibly surprised by the request, Frank was more than willing to oblige and the walls of the apartment shook with the comely young woman's masochistic screams as his thick, pulsating shaft violated her incredibly tight anal canal. The surging anal intercourse that followed would have brought an admiring gleam to the eye of the Marquis de Sade.
Grinding and twisting her bright red buttocks in a savage dance of pain and ecstasy, the distraught young secretary enjoyed an intensely masochistic climax as Frank's hot, virile semen spurted deep into her narrow channel.
Two nights later Frank received his next spanking assignment. This time there were two victims who were to be punished simultaneously. The first was platinum-haired, buxom Donna, whose ex-officio position as ringleader had not spared her from conviction for the heinous offense of stealing another girl's date. The second was a long-legged brunette secretary whose name was Lois. She had been convicted of various offenses, including monopolizing the telephone and stealing cigarettes.
"Well, we've got a pair of them for you tonight!" Elizabeth told him with a wink when he arrived on the scene. As she spoke, she pointed to the wall where the two miscreants were standing with their backs to the others.
The two of them were dressed in the standard punishment outfit. Lois, the taller and leggier of the two, looked the more juvenile in her short pleated jumper, but both of them looked highly appealing as they stood with their blushing faces to the wall. Neither of them could quite hold still and the sight of the two fully grown young women wriggling their anxious bottoms in anticipation of their spankings required Frank to exercise a conscious effort to refrain from achieving an erection.
"Which one are you going to spank first?" Betty asked. She and her other five roommates were all awaiting the session with expectant smiles on their faces.
"Let's do things a little differently tonight," he suggested.
As he spoke, he took two plain wooden chairs and placed them side by side in the middle of the room.
"Are you going to spank them both at the same time?" Linda asked, giggling at the prospect.
"Okay, girls," Frank addressed the victims. "Let's bend over the backs of these chairs.
"Come on. No stalling!" one of the girls warned.
Blushing and wriggling with a girlish naughtiness that made them look and feel all the more juvenile, the two blushing victims moved over to the chairs. Both of them kept their eyes lowered and Frank noticed that their pretty, nylon-clad knees were on the verge of buckling. As he motioned for them to bend over, the two of them bent over the backs of the chairs and grabbed the seats with their hands. Standing slightly to their rear, Frank watched appreciatively as their black jumpers rode up to reveal an additional expanse of black nylon.
"Mmmm, this is going to be interesting!" a feminine voice remarked behind him as the six innocent roommates lined up to watch and enjoy the proceedings. As usual, the onlookers were in a gleeful mood, the type that can only occur when females are privileged to see a fellow member of their sex punished.
"Why don't you get it over with?" Lois burst out, looking back over her shoulder.
Her anxiety produced an amused laugh from her roommates.
"Lois, you're really going to need a pillow to sit on after this," one of them told her.
Stepping behind her, Frank grasped the hem of her jumper and began pulling it up quite slowly. There were giggles and mock whistles of admiration from the on-looking girls as the pleated garment came up to reveal long, shapely legs in clinging, full fashioned black nylons, black garter belt suspenders standing out vividly against carnation-white thighs and generously proportioned, girlishly plump buttocks encased in snug-fitting black panties. Frank carefully pulled the jumper up until bare flesh was visible above the tops of her panties, and then stopped for an admiring glance before moving over to his second victim.
Blushing furiously and trembling with embarrassment, Donna said nothing as Frank grasped the hem of her jumper and began the task of unveiling her spank spot. Again there were titters and mock whistles of admiration as shapely legs attired in black stockings came into view, followed by quivering white thighs and rotund feminine buttocks encased in sheer black panties. Frank licked his lips as he gazed at the twin pairs of panty-clad bottoms quivering anxiously as their owners awaited correction.
"Why don't you hurry up and get it over with?" Donna protested, her face a bright scarlet as she glanced back over her shoulder.
The protest only served to draw some amused giggles from the onlookers.
As usual when a spanking was upcoming, the girls were talking among each other in an amused undertone of great expectation. Occasional words like "big" and "hot" could be overheard by the anxious victims.
As might be expected, Frank conducted the panty-lowering ceremonies with deliberate slowness, grasping the elastic waistbands with both hands and pulling them down inside out until they formed a ring around the wearer's thighs just above her stocking tops. Lois' panties came down first and the long-legged brunette, blushing as red as a beet and blinking back tears of shame, trembled haplessly as her fully rounded, pink-white feminine buttocks came into view for all to see. Donna's turn came next and the attractive platinum blonde could not conceal her deep humiliation as her curvaceously rounded, buxom hips were exposed before everyone.
"Wow, look at that!" one of the girls remarked at sight of the two upturned pairs of plump, rounded bare bottoms awaiting correction. There were similar comments from the other girls, all of whom were obviously intrigued by the two quivering targets. Once again words like "big" stood out in the undertone of excited conversation.
Their stockinged knees almost buckling under them at times, the two pretty secretaries had no choice but to endure the full humiliation of having everyone's eyes fastened on their upturned and completely vulnerable spank spots. Both of them remembered to hold their legs together to minimize their exposure as much as possible, but a hint of girlish treasure was still quite visible at the fork of their legs.
"Hurry up! For heaven's sakes!" Lois cried out, obviously unable to stand the tension much longer.
Watched by the grinning girls behind him, Frank stood behind Lois and drew his right hand back.
Whack!
Frank's hand smacked lustily against the exposed feminine target.
"OW!" Lois yelped, her brunette head snapping back and long legs buckling at the knee.
The watching girls snickered and some of them clapped their hands with delight.
Whack!
The second smack landed on the opposite cheek.
"Oww! Oh!" Lois squealed, one hand reaching back to protect herself.
"Take your hand away!" Frank warned as he moved on to the next victim.
Her pretty bottom puckering obscenely, Donna miserably awaited her fate.
Frank paused and slowly brought his hand back.
Splat!
Frank's masculine hand landed on tender feminine flesh with a loud report.
"Eeek!" Donna squealed, her blonde curls flying as her head snapped back.
Her reaction produced gales of laughter from her assembled roommates.
Splat!
Frank's capable palm smacked lustily against her other quivering mound.
"Ow! Not so hard!" Donna cried out, squirming prettily and looking back with a worried look on her blushing face.
All four mounds were displaying a light flush from the introductory smacks.
Smack! Splat!
Frank began applying the second round of spanks to the upturned targets.
The feminine squeals and wriggles that invariably followed each noisy smack produced the expected reaction from the on-looking girls, all of whom were enjoying themselves immensely at their roommates' expense.
Smack! Splat! Smack!
Frank applied the third round of spanks, giving each of the four cheeks a crisp whack that momentarily flattened it. By this time both victims were crying and wriggling furiously as the temperature in their bottoms began to soar. Frank took his time about it, fully enjoying the aesthetic advantages of watching two lush feminine spank spots, framed by black garter belts and stockings, turning rosy pink and then bright red.
"Look how red they're getting!" one of the girls remarked in a voice the victims could clearly hear. Others joined in with similar remarks.
Smack! Splat! Whack!
Frank moved up and down behind the two suffering girls, giving each plump globe individual treatment. As the building bonfires in their backsides made each fresh spank that much more painful, the two young women sang an impromptu soprano duet of pain and shame. Reddening feminine buttocks twisted furiously and sandaled feet stamped helplessly against the floor. Their hot tears spoiling their make up, the two of them occasionally looked back over their shoulder with appeals for mercy.
"Ouch, oh, no, not so hard!" Donna pleaded in an anguished voice.
"Please! Ow!"
"Ouch! Oh, no! Oh, oh, hoo, hoo, hoo!" Lois sang the cabaletta to the aria that Donna had begun. "Oh, no! Please, please!"
The two miserable girls received no sympathy from their assembled roommates. Indeed, as their quivering buttocks turned a flaming crimson, they were only too well aware of their roommates' amused titters, giggles and cutting remarks. Some of the comments were quite devastating.
Whack! Smack!
Frank began moving at a faster pace, his hand smacking like a paper bag popping each time it came into contact with tender feminine flesh. His hand ranged from stocking tops to garter belts, and he made some effort to achieve an equally scarlet tone to all the affected areas. At times the suffering girls had to be forcibly restrained from reaching back to protect their blazing spank spots, and the two of them constantly yanked and jerked their scarlet bottoms in anguish. It was readily apparent that neither of them would be able to sit comfortably for several days.
"Pleeeese! Pleeeese!" Lois begged, her long legs sagging weakly under her.
"Eeek! Ouch! Pleeeese!" Donna joined her. "Please! I'm on fire!"
Slowly and methodically, Frank applied the final four swats to the girls' upturned posteriors. Each new application produced a pained shriek and furious wriggles, and the two comely secretaries sobbed and pleaded throughout.
"Ouch! Oh, please! Ow! I can't stand it! Ouch! Oh! Oh, God, please stop!
Oooh!" Donna shrieked hoarsely as the final smacks descended against her burning bottom.
"Ooohhh! Ouch! Oh! Pleeeese! Pleeeese! Ow! Owwww! Ouch! Stop!" Lois howled in anguish as Frank applied the final smacks with crisp, wrist-snapping strokes.
At last the ordeal came to an end. Sobbing and nearly in hysterics, Donna and Lois sagged weakly over the backs of the chairs as Frank bent down to remove their panties. As he straightened up afterward, he paused to enjoy one final glimpse at the sight of the two sobbing young women with their flaming buttocks jackknifed up higher than the rest of their bodies. Winking at the amused bystanders, he stuffed the two pairs of panties into his pockets.
"Wow, you two are going to be sitting on real soft pillows for the next few days" he heard one of the girls remark as he departed.
As he retreated to his apartment, Frank wondered which one of the two girls would show up first. The answer was not long in forthcoming. In about ten minutes, he heard something of a commotion outside his door.
"I was here first!" he heard Donna say in an angry voice.
"No, you weren't, you hussy!" a voice that obviously belonged to Lois replied.
When he opened the door, Frank found himself facing an imminent catfight. Their tear-stained, hotly flushed faces strained with anger, the two of them appeared to be on the verge of an all-out hair-pulling match.
"Here, here, girls," Frank told them. "Come in before you get us all arrested for disturbing the peace."
Darting angry glares at one another, the two young women entered the apartment.
"I was here first!" Donna told him with some vehemence.
"No, she wasn't either!" Lois asserted.
"Girls, there's plenty for both of you!" Frank told them with a laugh.
"Both of us?" they spoke almost in unison.
"Right," Frank told them, seating himself comfortably in his easy chair.
"Now, just follow instructions. Donna, you kneel between my legs and see what you find there! And Lois, you stand in the middle of the room and do a striptease for me!"
The two young women looked at each other and then smiled. "Okay!" they both agreed.
A moment later platinum-haired Donna was on her knees in front of him, a hot blush on her pretty face as she began opening Frank's fly for him.
His penis was already beginning to swell in anticipation of the pleasures to come. As Lois watched eagerly from over her shoulder, Donna hauled the masculine organ out into the open. Surrounded by her soft hand, the supple pleasure tool quickly filled with blood and expanded to reveal its true dimensions. The rock-hard shaft produced almost drooling gasps of admiration from the two apparently sex-starved secretaries, and Donna's hot, wet mouth quickly encircled the mushroom-shaped crown with an almost desperate eagerness.
"All right, Lois, on with the show!" Frank told her.
Leaning back to thoroughly enjoy Donna's oral caresses, Frank watched as Lois began her striptease. Sitting very gingerly on her freshly spanked bottom, the pretty brunette crossed first one long leg and then the other as she removed her high-heeled sandals. Standing up, she slipped out of her black jumper. She had not replaced the panties she had forfeited earlier and Frank found himself confronted by the unusual combination of white blouse, black stockings and garter belt. The tuft of rich brunette hair at the apex of her thighs was glistening with a dewy wetness that was full of promise.
As Donna's busy tongue and mouth tantalized his throbbing cock, Frank watched Lois peel off her white blouse to reveal a pink half-bra that was steeply packed with feminine pulchritude. Blushing prettily, she unsnapped the bra and quickly tossed it aside, allowing her melony, rose-capped breasts to tumble out in a saucy, provocative manner. Moving over to watch Donna displaying her talents as a fellatrix, Lois did not bother to remove her black garter belt and sheer black stockings. The dark garments made a vivid contrast with her milk-white body.
"Come on, Donna, don't be such a pig!" Lois exclaimed in a petulant tone of voice. "I want to suck some of that meat, too!"
"Right! Share and share alike, girls!" Frank told them.
"Well, okay," Donna agreed. Looking prettily flushed, the attractive blonde got to her feet.
Lois quickly replaced her roommate between Frank's legs. Forming her pretty mouth into a wide oval, she promptly thrust it over the bulbous, purplish crown of Frank's upthrust and wildly pounding prick. As her mouth and tongue went to work with almost frantic urgency, it was readily apparent that she possessed considerable talents as a fellatrix.
Leaning back comfortably in his seat, Frank watched appreciatively as her brunette head began bobbing up and down in his lap.
Standing directly in front of him, Donna began her striptease. Obviously quite stimulated by the tangy taste of hard cock in her mouth, the bosomy blonde was in no mood to waste time in disrobing. Shoes, black punishment jumper, white blouse, brassiere, black stockings and garter belt quickly came off in that order, and Frank found himself gazing at her lush young body as Lois' mouth and tongue continued to work their magic on him.
"Let's go into the bedroom," Frank suggested. "The three of us ought to be able to work out some interesting combinations together!"
"Okay!" both agreed. With their cute bottoms still a bright scarlet from the spankings that he had administered, the two curvaceous young women eagerly accompanied him into the bedroom. Frank quickly stretched out supine on the bed, and his two feminine companions piled on the bed along with him.
"Here, Frank, I want you to kiss my bottom better for me!" Lois told him.
Frank watched as the long-legged brunette turned her back to the head of the bed, and then knelt astride his supine body with her stockinged knees next to his shoulders. Suddenly, he found himself gazing up between her long, satiny smooth thighs into the enticing coral groove which was partially obscured by a heavy underbrush of luxuriant brunette hair. From his position, he was clearly aware of the vivid redness of the feminine buttocks that he had just spanked so soundly.
"Okay, watch out!" Lois told him with a laugh, slowly spreading her long legs apart and lowering her feminine charms against his face.
As the somewhat-ticklish hairs brushed against his face and his nose easily fitted into the crevice of her wide feminine hips, Frank found his lips pressing against the moist outer folds of her lush vulva.
Slowly but firmly, Lois dropped her weight down on his face, blocking off his vision and giving him no choice but to breathe in her deliciously pungent feminine aromas. Trapped beneath her wriggling buttocks, Frank began working his tongue up and down the pink slippery crease, working it between the plump lips as far as he could.
As he orally caressed Lois' dripping pussy in the difficult but intriguing manner, Frank soon felt Donna's warm mouth and friendly tongue going to work on his wildly throbbing and stiffly erect penis.
The luscious platinum blonde gave it a thorough tongue washing, and then eagerly slipped it into her mouth. Working the blood-distended and pounding muscle into her wet oral cavity to an almost breath-taking depth, she began sucking on it in a loving manner.
"Wow, this is great!" exclaimed Lois, who was the only member of the threesome who was in position to speak at the moment.
Teased by Frank's probing tongue, the long-legged brunette began grinding her buxom, spank-reddened hips around on his face in a semi-circular fashion. Wet, pungent feminine fluids dripping down over his face and seeping into his mouth, Frank rapidly worked his tongue back and forth inside the deliciously wet groove. His nose tightly pressed into the valley between her buttocks, he could scarcely breathe.
At the same time, blonde Donna excitedly sucked and nibbled on his throbbing and aching masculine joystick. Her busy little mouth moved back and forth on the thick, desire-bloated muscle with expert movements, while her capable fingers toyed with his heavily dangling balls and the lower portions of his madly throbbing penis.
"Oh, I'm going to cum! I just know I'm going to cum!" Lois cried out in an excited voice. Letting her weight rest entirely on Frank's face, the shapely, stocking-clad brunette wriggled her plump hips around with rapidly jerking movements. Feminine fluids poured over Frank's face like a warm spring thunderstorm, and he could feel her lust-swollen clitoris twitching violently. "I'm cummmmmiinnngg!" Lois cried out exultantly, bouncing her bottom happily up and down on Frank's face.
Tormented beyond further endurance by the two young women, Frank thrust his hips with a forceful shove and began squirting his thick, murky semen into Donna's waiting mouth with warm gushes. Donna eagerly smacked her lips as the warm milky fluid splashed against the insides of her mouth. Drawing back she held the mouthful of masculine cream in her mouth as long as she could, swallowing it very slowly.
"Here, let me have a taste of it!" Lois pleaded, dismounting from her position on Frank's face.
Frank watched as the two kneeling women, their bright pink tongues touching, transferred a white blob of semen from one mouth to the other.
"Hmmmm, that does taste good!" Lois remarked.
"Let's trade places!" Donna suggested, smiling at Frank as she spoke.
Allowing their masculine companion only a moment to catch his breath, the two attractive young women quickly exchanged places. Almost before he realized what was happening, Frank found Donna kneeling astride his face with her wet little muff pressed down tightly against him. At the same time, long-legged Lois stretched out at right angles to his body and quickly produced another pounding erection with her wet, hot mouth.
As Donna ground her pussy into his face, Frank employed his tongue on her quivering clitoris to bring her to a climax, while at the same time Lois' pretty mouth produced a similar result on his throbbing prick.
"Wow, I never thought a spanking would get me that turned on!" Donna remarked breathlessly as the three of them stretched out on the bed afterwards.
"Me, neither," Lois added. "What do we do next?"
"Well, I think you'll have to count me out," Frank told them.
"Oh, no, you can still suck!" Donna told him with a knowing smile.
"And kiss better the bottoms you spanked so hard!" Lois added.
The two young women playfully rolled over to show him their bright red bottoms.