But there were strict rules in place which all the littles were told during their first days of study. Each student began as a babygirl, losing all rights and privileges and being totally dependent on Edward and the staff for every one of their needs. Progress well and submit fully and they soon advanced to little, given more freedom, no need for dummies or nappy changes unless for disciplinary reasons. At that point they were allowed to relieve the tensions they felt either alone or with each other, a blind eye being turned to the dalliances until a papa was found for them. Once they were betrothed to a papa, all carnal encounters ceased to ensure they remained pure for their papa.
To hear that Fiona had stripped Laura and tied her down was appalling and Edward knew he had no choice but to punish Fiona. Laura’s punishment would come later.
With the recalcitrant Fiona bent over his desk, Edward had launched into a lengthy tirade about the rules and expectations he had of his littles, pausing every few minutes to land another firm smack on her exposed posterior. Her knickers were round her ankles, serving as a makeshift binding, helping to keep her legs together.
“You will only play with other littles in the doctor’s surgery,” he said as he smacked her again, listening to her cry of pain. “Not babygirls. Is that clear?”
“Yes papa.”
“Good, now pull up your knickers and go back to class. If it happens again you will be put back to babygirl stage yourself. Off with you.”
Just as she went to pull up her knickers, he slid his hand down her bottom and brushed it lightly between her legs. She let out a gasp of surprise and he blinked as if coming around from a sleep. He looked down and saw where his hand lay, pulling it away as if burned by an intense heat.
Fiona looked at him and opened her mouth to speak but he glared at her. “Out!” he shouted and she turned on her heels, running at speed for the door.
When she had gone Edward sat at the chair behind his desk and put his head in his hands. His mind was in turmoil. Why on earth had he just done that? For the first time when spanking a student he had found it hard to resist touching her in a more lascivious manner. It took him several minutes to work out the reason for the lust coursing through him.
It was Laura. She had bewitched his mind. When he had been looking at Fiona’s exposed posterior, he had been thinking of Laura, picturing what it would be like to bend her over the table and spank her until her behind was bright red. Once her nerve endings were on fire he would unbutton his trousers, pull out his stiff member and slide it into her. The very thought made him sigh with mingled delight and frustration. Why can I not stop thinking about such things? He asked himself again and again what it was about her that was calling to him like a siren but he could not pinpoint anything beyond her beauty and her defiance.
If only he hadn’t heard about Fiona tying her down. It had set off a chain of thought in his mind that he had been unable to shake ever since. To think of her bound in place, unable to move away, ready for him to do whatever sinful deed came to mind. It would remove that bratty nature of hers, he was certain of that, to have him thrust into her whilst she could do nothing but moan below him. How had he ever thought angry thoughts about her? She just needed a firm hand and a chance to allow her natural submission to emerge. Then it would all be fine, her issues would melt away like the morning mist when the sun rose.
He stood up and walked out of the office. This was no time to be thinking sexual thoughts about one of his littles. It was time for him to teach them about cock sucking.
Chapter 9
“It may sound strange,” Mr Westall said, looking down out at the room. Laura glanced round at the other students all sitting rigidly upright at their desks whilst she deliberately slouched like a vagabond, wanting to demonstrate how little she cared for the lesson “but think of it like sucking on a dummy. You all remember that do you not?”
The girls nodded. Laura sat with her dummy in place, feeling utterly ridiculous. This was a madhouse. For him to stand in front of such innocent ears and proclaim the best way to suck a man’s member, it was insanity. There could be no other word for it.
Glancing around her, Laura marvelled at the fact that none of the other women seemed to mind the subject of the lecture. He had arrived just minutes after Fiona, striding to the front of the class and calling out for silence. “Get that dummy back in your mouth!” he had almost screamed at Laura. She noticed the object in question for it took the place of the inkwell on her desk. With it in her mouth she listened as he announced loudly, “You all need to know how to suck cock.”
“You need to know how to pleasure your husband to be,” he added. “Sarah, up here at once.”