“I do hope your Mistress Severity is on time, I’m afraid I don’t know much about her so can’t vouch for her punctuality. We found her through the Court records, you see, it seems she was involved in making a D/s movie of some kind which went a little awry. She chuckled.



“Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure you’ll be in safe hands. She paused and reflected. But then I imagine that’s what they said to the poor girl she made that movie with! I know she was in a bad way after Mistress Severity had finished with her, but don’t worry I think she’s better now, at least I know she was out of hospital after a couple of months and has just a few scars to show for her experience! She seemed to go into a reverie for a few moments before speaking again.



“I imagine she still has the odd nightmare or two, but who wouldn’t after spending that long with a psychotic sadist at least that’s what Dr Saavik told me she is.”



“Anyway, back to our own little entertainment. In case you hadn’t guessed, this is the School Room.”



Catherine had guessed. It hadn’t been difficult after staring at the words on the door for 40 minutes and then seeing Mistress XS emerge wearing a rubber gown with a mortarboard perched on her head! Certainly the rest of her outfit was less traditional.



Under the gown she appeared to be wearing a pair of shiny black rubber shorts with a white rubber blouse on top. From under her shorts black suspenders emerged to hold up her transparent rubber stockings and on her feet she a pair of patent leather stilettos.



Menacingly, in her right hand, she held a heavy rattan cane which she tapped periodically against her right leg.



“I’m sure you’ll understand just how popular this section is with our members! She said as she led the camera into the office. Inside the office, Catherine was immediately struck by the sight of four other people in the room. Three were naked girls, each bent forward at the waist, with arms held in leather single gloves behind them. A chain ran from the tip of each single glove up to the ceiling, cruelly twisting the girls shoulders and forcing them to bend forward and stare at the ground where they could look at their feet held wide apart by metal spreader bars.



The fourth person was a thick set woman in her mid thirties wearing tight brown leather trousers, a matching leather bra and brown boots. She had dark hair cut in a simple bob and a square-jawed, not unattractive, face. Her right hand was encased in heavy black leather glove.



Catherine found her eyes drawn to the three girls upturned bottoms which were faced directly towards the camera. It would have been an understatement to say they had been beaten she was staring at three asses which bore more of a resemblance to pieces of raw steak than flesh!



From their thighs to their waists, the girls had been beaten with whips, canes and God alone knew what until their smooth flesh was a mass of interwoven wheals, ridges, bruises and sores! In a number of places the skin had been broken and there were little rivulets of blood snaking down to their thighs, added to which, as Catherine saw when the camera focused more closely on the asses, they were covered with little pinpricks, many of which were also welling tiny spots of blood.



“I’d like you to meet Olga. Mistress XS intoned. She looks after discipline here in the School



The woman with the dark hair smiled at the camera. Hello, Caztharine. She said, her voice carrying a suggestion of a German accent.



“These three failed an exam Olga gave them a few days ago, so they’re being punished. Mistress XS continued. Turning to Olga, she said. What was the exam again, Olga?”



Olga smiled in response. It was an essay I ask them to write, she said, entitled What I’d like Mistress Severity to do to me, by Catherine Grace, none of them came up with cruel enough tortures. When she said them it came out as zhem.’



Mistress XS clapped her hands with glee, That’s right! I thought you’d appreciate that, Catherine. We’ve had the whole class write a list, on your behalf, of special requests to Mistress Severity! She pouted at the camera. Some of them were awfully inventive, and the best ones we’ve had put together in a letter to Mistress Severity which is on your desk right now!”



She turned to the three girls beside her. But these three fell well below the standard we expected of them. Would you believe they just wanted Mistress Severity to tie you up and whip you, I ask you! She became more serious. But some of them did really well; in fact, it was one of them who came up with the predicament you’re in now! As a special reward we let her try it out before we tried it on your sister!”



Olga interrupted Mistress XS. She now trying out one of her other suggestion that Catherine be put inside a wet rawhide bodybag for 24 hours!”



“Thank you Olga, Mistress XS said, picking up on the thread, that’s right. Of course it’s not as original an idea as your current predicament, but nevertheless we let her try it out. She winked at Catherine. Of course, we thought 24 hours was a bit lenient, so made it 72 for her as a reward. I’m sure you’ll appreciate in your current position, just how much rawhide shrinks when it dries. Can you imagine what it’s like in a whole suit as tight as your hood?”



Catherine shuddered to think. Even with her hood still damp from the last dunking, she was only too well aware just how tight the poor girl must be in a whole suit of the stuff. As she thought about it, Catherine was aware of the pressure on her head, the pain caused by something as simple as the seams on the panties covering her head being pressed into her flesh, and shuddered.



Mistress XS turned back to Olga. I don’t suppose you followed her suggestion that you could also make a pair of spiked punishment panties and a bra from rawhide as well?”



If anything, Olga blushed as she replied. She make them herself in craft class! Of course, we not tell them they for her she think they for Catherine so they probably a bit small for her before they dry! I also suggest she make some broad kidskin belts with spikes on the inside. We use those to fix her good and tight before she go in the bodybag!”



“Oh, well done Olga! Mistress XS said with glee. We must take Catherine to see her in a minute, I’m sure she’d like that! But tell me, she said, focusing intently on Olga, what did you do about gagging her and stopping her fouling the suit?”



“Well, Mistress XS, Olga began, obviously proud of herself, you know the girl, she make suggestion of dirty panties for Catherine as gag and over head in kidskin? We do same for her, suit have a gag we can remove so we take out old pair of panties, feed her and put back in nice new pair of panties for her to taste! Olga blushed again. She have pair of my panties in mouth right now I wear them for two days, all day and all night, just so she have something nice to chew on!”



Catherine watched as Olga bent forward and thrust her ass out as she said this. The leather of her trousers was so tight she could see the panty line of some large panties stretched across the fulsome rump. They’d pack your mouth pretty full, Catherine thought to herself.



“Your devotion to duty is commendable, Olga. Mistress XS said dryly.



“Then we have 2 tubes which run between her legs, they take waste so she no soil suit. Is clever, no? And we collect waste in bucket and mix it back in with her and other girl’s dinners; it nice to share, I think?”



“So, Mistress XS said, snapping back to the task in hand, we just have these three to finish with and then, I think we can turn in for the night. Smiling at Catherine she said. Of course, you might not to be able to get much sleep Catherine. It’s such a shame, given the day you have ahead.”



With that she stepped back and brought her cane firmly up between the legs of the girl nearest her. There was an agonised wail from the girl who bucked in her bonds.



On the right hand end of the line, Olga held up her right hand briefly, enabling Catherine to see the dozens of little spikes on the palm, before bringing it crashing down into the girl’s right ass cheek.







Date Tuesday 26th October 02.49



As Catherine was witnessing Olga’s attack on the girl’s rump with the spiked glove, Lynne, by coincidence, was using the exact same thing on poor Alexandra.



“I just love this vampire glove! She said to Saavik for the third or fourth time that evening. It just makes you feel so wonderfully in control!”



“I knew you’d like it. He said from the comfort of his chair. Somehow, something in his eyes suggested he knew a lot about Lynne.