When Crystal told me of a new addition to the menu I signed up for a Schoolhouse session at Kimberwillow. The scant description was "A session for unruly students who need discipline at the hands of no-nonsense teachers and the principal."

"Leah will be here in a moment," Carina said when I arrived for the appointment.

A few minutes later a woman I had not had a session with before came to the reception area to get me. She had medium length straight brown hair and looked to be in her early thirties. She wore nondescript street clothes, was of medium height with a slight build. And, she had a doubled-up belt in her right hand.

Without saying a word, Leah beckoned me to follow her. Her hips swayed sensuously as she walked ahead of me. I followed her into a room which was furnished as an office - a desk, several chairs, and a small sofa, among other usual fixtures.

Raven was in the office too, and she was not wearing her uniform - instead, she wore an off-white blouse and a light blue frilly skirt. Her eyes were downcast.

"Rick, strip down to your briefs, right now," Leah ordered. "Raven, I'll punish you first. I've got to get through to you that you are not to copy other students' answers. I want you to step out of your panties and bend over across the desk."

Raven shed her panties as I undressed. Cautiously she approached the desk and leaned over. Leah lifted Raven's skirt to expose her bare bottom and tucked it under her midsection. "Extend your arms straight ahead, Raven - You might want to hold on to the edge of the desk. I expect you to stay in position. Now stick out your bottom and keep it there - you'll get extra if you don't keep yourself presented."

Raven, with her legs and feet pigeon-toed, arched her back and pushed her bottom out in a sensuous asking-for-it pose. Satisfied, Leah took her position as discipline administrator, brought her arm far back, and whipped a powerful stroke of the leather against Raven's anticipating bottom, swiveling her hips in perfect follow-through.

Raven cried out with an immediate shout. "Ahhhh!"

Leah continued her well-practiced delivery of the doubled-up belt. I watched in awe as the belt etched Raven's ass with inch-wide red tracks. Although Raven always kept her bottom where she was supposed to, her shouts filled the room, and she began pounding on the desk with her hands and stamping her feet in a futile attempt to deal with the pain. She must have gotten about fifty strokes before the strapping was finished.

Leah told Raven to go sit down, and then turned toward me. "Well, Rick, it looks to me like watching Raven get strapped excited you," looking at the flagpole that struggled to get out of my briefs. "I think I'd better have Principal Becky deal with you before I give you your strapping. Take off those briefs - now!"

When I was naked in front of the two women in the room, Leah picked up the phone and pressed a few keys. "Miss Becky, this is Leah. We have a problem student in the administrative office. Yes, I punished Raven and was about to give Rick a strapping when I noticed that he was very... excited from watching Raven get hers. I wanted to tell you in case you'd like to deal with him before his strapping. Yes. Very well, thank you."

My boner was still very much in evidence when Becky entered the office carrying a Spencer paddle.

"Yes, there IS a problem," she said. "I think I can take care of that one. Bend over the desk, Rick. Reach across and hold on the other end, and DON'T LET GO or you'll sorely regret it! Okay, now stick your bottom out. Yes, like that. I want you to keep it there until I tell you otherwise. Raven, since he watched you, you may watch from anywhere you'd like to in this office."

"I'm going to enjoy this!" Raven stated in a pouting tone. She placed a chair well in front of me and seated herself. She was then able to see my face and I could see her while she watched. She smiled and slid her skirt considerably above her knees and pointed her toes inward.

Becky slammed the paddle so that it caught both sides of my bottom.

"Owww!"

As she continued to slam the paddle into me, the buildup of heat and pain on my backside approached unbearable proportions.

"Owww! Oh God, Miss! Oh God, please. Oh Miss! OWWW," I lamented as Becky continued to sear my bottom with the paddle. It took all of my resolve to keep my bottom out there for the paddle. As Raven had done earlier, I wildly kicked my legs and stamped my feet. Through my ordeal I saw Raven, obviously excited, press her thighs together and wiggle her legs.

Just at the point when I was sure I would not be able to stay in position, Becky stopped paddling. "You may stand up, but keep your hands away from your bottom," she announced. Turning to Leah, she said, "Yes, I think I took care of the problem. Please deal with him as you see fit," and left the room.

Leah paced around the office a couple of times to give me a chance to recover from the paddling that Becky just gave me. "You're still going to be well punished for your part in little Miss Raven's cheating escapade," she began. "I've got to convince you that the sweet smile of a girl can get you in deep trouble sometimes. And just because Miss Becky had to paddle you does NOT mean that you'll get any less of the strap. Now get back over that desk and hold on tight... Get your butt out there and KEEP it there, or else this will be a VERY long session!"

Raven gave me a sensuous smile as I took my position bent over the desk. She ran her hands up and down her bare pigeon-toed legs, something she would frequently continue to do as Leah applied the strap, and something that was extremely arousing to me.

Leah began my strapping after a moment. She typically applied about fifteen to twenty strokes, paused for a couple of minutes, and applied another set. The sound of her doubled-up belt filled the room every time she snapped it against my bare skin. Then my shout filled the room. Invariably. After a couple of sets of strokes I performed the "dance of the strap" and frequently kicked my legs as Leah continued her strong wielding of the belt.

After many sets of strokes, Leah stopped and put her belt down.

"Rick, no touching of your bottom now. You may go sit down on the sofa. I'm going to leave both of you here for thirty minutes of unsupervised detention. I trust that after your punishments today, you both will be more attentive to the rules at this school. Both of you will stay as you are until I return and tell you to get dressed."

Then she left and locked the door.

There was complete silence for a couple of minutes. Then Raven came and sat next to me, spread her legs, and hiked up her skirt to expose her beautiful pubic area. Her labia glistened with her juices of arousal. I immediately got a hard erection.

"God, I got so hot watching you get paddled and strapped," she panted. "It was all I could do not to jill off then - she'd have really strapped my ass good if I did that! Mmmmmm..."

Raven inserted two fingers in her now sloppily wet pussy, withdrew them and smeared the juice all over my hard boner. She did that several more times until my erection was glistening and well lubricated.

"Here, turn this way," she said, and I faced her. "Now rub my clit," she said, and grasped my boner with her hand and slowly pumped it. "Look, it's not going to take long at all to make me cum. Watch my pussy when I do..."

I rubbed my finger around her clitoris and labia. She wasn't kidding about being hot. She moaned and her breathing became rapid. Her smooth, soft hand kept pumping me, and her mouth was open as she panted.

"Okay Rick, watch my pussy!" she hoarsely whispered. As she exclaimed with "Ahhhhh!" sounds I watched the opening of her womanhood spasmodically open and contract several times, and then a sticky, milky substance oozed out with each contraction. I had never seen anything like that before and the sight was so erotic that I immediately ejaculated. Raven shakily pointed my spurting member toward her leg, and several hot jets of my semen splattered on her inner thigh.

When the throes of orgasm subsided for both of us, Raven got a stern expression on her face and pointed to the splotches of semen on her leg, which had then dripped down to her skirt. "I'm going to make a note of this in your file, Rick. I understand that Nurse Rachel is particularly interested in correcting this kind of situation."

She smiled, and moved to the chair on the other side of the desk. A minute later, Leah came in, looked around, and told us to get dressed.

Crystal told me that she and Lynn had fun designing the Schoolhouse session, and that in some cases the teacher, played in my session by Leah, would have used freshly cut switches. A good switching on top of a fresh paddling would have been very intense. I'm sure I would not have been able to keep in position for a switching. I also have a feeling that in an upcoming session my limits will be tested with switches.

I mentioned that I was curious about the fact that some of the staff sign up for receiving discipline, as was the case with the Schoolhouse session.

"Sometimes they sign up on their own accord, and usually for personal reasons," Crystal explained. "Some of them actually like to get as well as give spankings. When there's a reluctance to sign up, certain incentives are offered, and then there is no shortage of signups." She wouldn't say what the incentives were.

Crystal told me a few days later that Carina increased her pay in recognition of her role in the new sessions, and also wanted to take her out for a nice dinner on Friday evening.

"I'm really looking forward to it," she said with excited eyes. "I wonder if she has anything particular in mind to talk about?"