Pulling Amy to her feet, Alice parted the child’s thighs to place her wedged hand against her vulva and rubbed roughly. The child stopped crying and then started to buck against Alice’s hand, her eyes glazed and her breath quickening with excitement.
Alice only stopped when she reached an orgasm. However, Alice was disappointed with the girl’s one orgasm, as she had been taught that only multiple orgasms were acceptable.
The boy, who had been watching intently suddenly lost control as his cock as it was masturbated and he shot his seed all over the carpet. He was the next to be spanked for losing control and to Greta Foulds delight this was administered directly in front of her.
“In this establishment the boys are taught to control their ejaculations where as the girls are expected to have multiple orgasms,” Alice laughed and made light of the children’s mistakes just this once.
“Unbelievable!” David gasped, watching closely and drooling over the little girl’s plight.
“I’d like to conduct some medical experiments on these children,” Jeremy Stevens mumbled, the small man perched on the edge of his chair as he watched the girl being swiftly aroused.
“But now, we must discuss terms,” Alice told them letting go of the girl and sending her back to her chaperone. “The position is this; I am offering you all a seat on the new board of governors and as such you will have unrestricted access to all the children here at St Saviour’s. This position will cost one hundred guineas per annum, payable in advance.”
“One hundred guineas,” David sighed.
“A waste of time bringing me here if that’s the end of the matter,” Greta Foulds told her sharply. Once again her lack of money was to be her undoing. “And it’s not,” Alice stated. “Each governor will also be expected to introduce four patrons each year, paying twenty five guineas each. However, if you wish they can partly or fully fund your own fee by introducing the requisite number of additional patrons,” she told them.
Jeremy still frowned, but Greta was smiling and relaxed now, because she was certain that she could find the required number of patrons. “Patrons may visit once a month and once the new rooms are built, be offered the chance to stay the night with the child or children of their choice.”
“This will make you a very rich young woman,” Richard commented.
“The lions share will be reinvested back into St Saviour’s. You, as governors, will have the vote on how to proceed, but I thought we could build a viewing gallery, dungeons, a school and an infirmary, as well as refurbishing the great hall so that the punishment parades can be started again and special rooms built for our patrons to enjoy themselves in private.” She explained.
“A medical facility with all the latest tools?” Jeremy asked. He’d need probes, speculums and special equipment such as; an examination table made to his own design.
“We have a nurse, Miss Anne Bishop. I’m sure that Rebecca Bolton St Saviour’s matron will be on hand to help you settle in,” Alice said. Jeremy looked as if he was heaven.
“You mentioned a dungeon?” Greta asked softly, looking towards her host in a completely different and friendlier way.
Alice nodded and smiled. “The property used to boast a huge wine cellar. It was my thought to turn it into a series of dungeons, some no more than cells but the main one, would be large enough to house a sizeable audience.”
“Well it appears that you have something that appeals to us all.” Richard suggested.
“Yes I think so,” Alice agreed. “But that is not all, we will have to find the type of children that will be best suited to the harsh routines and punishments that they will be put through. Attractive, stoic children who are capable of satisfying our perversions and they will need to be tested.”
“Of the right age, say between eight and sixteen.” Richard suggested.
“Boys older than the girls I think,” David nodded.
“Some segregation by ability?” Alice suggested, watching as her guests begin to think about the future opportunities. “And by inclination,” Greta added. Some children will be better suited to punishment than others, so let the others be humiliated instead. Forced masturbation competitions and sexual performances in front of an audience sprung to mind.
“We need a set of examinations to determine what level they are at.” Jeremy told them excitedly.
“And an education policy that would improve their abilities.” Richard added.
“Woe betides those that don’t co-operate!” Greta grinned.
“So I take it, you agree to my proposal?” Alice asked.
The grins on her guest’s faces answered her question and the fear on the faces of the children sealed their fate.