Jenny the Spy stories

1. For Queen and Country

2. Body Double

3. Jenny and Suki

4. Jenny learns her Lesson

5. The Fashion Victim

6. Dos Vedanya

7. Lust for Revenge

8. Champion of the World

9. Voodoo Jenny

10. Inheritance

11. Sutorippa Jenny

Jenny learns her lesson.

By Bummie

Dear reader,

I intended this story to be quite mild at the start but the bloody thing took on

a life of it's own. No really.

Oh well. Better luck next time.

Chapter 1.

'Remove your robe please Agent Richards' ordered Professor Q. Jenny hesitated a

second before slowly untying the toweling belt, opening the robe front and

shrugging it from her shoulders. She shivered and blushed as she felt the gaze

of the two men on her body. They were in the office of Commander Holt, the head

of 'Special Operations'. Her discomfort was caused by the garments Professor Q

had given her to wear for her latest mission. Holt gazed appreciatively at the

tanned creamy flesh on display along with the flesh that was as good as on

display. Jenny wore a short semi-transparent negligee with a matching pair of

panties. Both men watched as Jenny, on command, turned slowly through one eighty

degrees. Her long blonde hair hid most of her back. The panties were of the

thong variety so the rear view revealed one of the most perfect backsides known

to man. A beautiful pair of peach like hemispherical butt cheeks atop fantastic,

long, athletic legs. Q had also placed some high-heeled stilettos on her feet,

which tautened her calves and thighs emphasizing her beautiful legs. On

completing the turn the view only improved. Her enormous high firm breasts

rocked gently before settling back in place. The movement had rubbed jenny's

large nipples against the silky negligee material and started to bring them to

life. They darkened and extended pointing through the see-through lace. The

panties also failed to hide the treasure snuggling at the top of her legs. Her

hairless pussy seemed to wink at the two men as she moved.

The only other item Jenny as wearing was a large bejeweled clasp being used to

hold the two sides of the negligee together. This was the whole point of the

exercise. Jewelry had been going missing from buildings that had recently caught

fire. All of them had been visited by a Fire Prevention officer before later

going up in flames. All of the robbery's had also taken place in the area served

by the same Fire Station and been attended by the same fire crews. The pattern

seemed to point to the officer working in cahoots with one of the firemen, the

officer casing the building and the fireman stealing items he identified. Jenny

was going to be put in just such a building and a fake fire started. It was

hoped that the fireman wouldn't be able to resist stealing Jenny's jewel and

then she could identify who was committing the thefts. She hadn't been told that

the jewel contained a homing device so she didn't need to be wearing it; it

could just have been left in plain sight to be picked up. Conversely it could

have been pinned to a flannelette nighty but if it had Holt and Q wouldn't be

now gazing at the nearly naked form of the sexiest body in the department.

Later that evening Jenny stood at the window on the second floor of a house in

the suburbs. Smoke billowed around her as she shouted and waved to attract

attention. The bright red fire engine had arrived and the firemen were unloading

their equipment. Jenny could see a ladder being wheeled towards the house. Just

then a powerful jet of water was directed toward the burning building. It

traversed across until it reached her window and poured through the opening.

Jenny took the full force and received a through soaking. The firemen's ladder

thudded against the windowsill and seconds later a big burly fireman climbed up

and entered. He looked down at a coughing and wringing wet Jenny spotting the

jewel sparkling between her enormous and now plainly visible breasts. He wasn't

sure which was the better sight, the gleaming gem or the wet and bouncing

mammaries. He shook himself out of his reverie, grabbed Jenny, and lifted her

over his shoulder in a fireman's lift.

Cameras flashed as Jenny was carried down the ladder toward the ground. Her

position over the fireman's shoulder gave the gathered throng of onlookers a

perfect view of her splendid derriere and legs. The encasing panties, now wet

through, had become completely transparent and hid none of the treasures

beneath. On reaching the ground Jenny was lowered from the fireman's shoulder

and he quickly sped away to help his mates put out the fire. She stood dazed as

the cameras continued to flash. It took a few seconds for her to realize that

her gem had disappeared and the two halves of her negligee were spread apart

leaving her wet glistening bosom naked and exposed. She shrieked and clasped her

arms across her chest as a Policeman ran towards her and threw a coat round her

shoulders. 'I've lost my charm' she said to him. 'Not from were I'm standing,

love' he replied smiling.

Chapter 2.

Back at HQ Holt had congratulated Jenny. Both firemen had been apprehended with

the planted jewel on them. 'Now, your next job' said Holt. 'We've been asked to

find a villain known as Fagin. He's called Fagin because he controls a gang of

young thieves. The problem is that he appears and then seems able to disappear

again. The Police have no clues and have asked for our help'. 'What do you want

me to do' asked Jenny. 'Well, we need information so you're to try our usual

informants. Here's the one I want you to try first' said Holt passing her a

piece of paper with an address on it. Jenny studied the address for a few

seconds. It seemed familiar. Suddenly she blanched as she realized it was the

Studio of Mr. Oliver 'Oily' Harris. Holt said 'I believe you managed to get some

info from Mr. Harris on a previous occasion, for free if I remember correctly,

so you should be familiar with his requirements. 'Yes' thought Jenny ruefully.

She had told Holt that Oily had had an attack of conscience after her last

visit. In fact, he only parted with the information after she had agreed to pose

for him. She slowly stripped off her clothes as he photographed her and she

blushed deeply as she recalled he had forced her to finish the session with a

mind blowing orgasm caused by the large buzzing red vibrator buried deep inside

her pussy. 'Can't someone else take this one Sir?' asked Jenny. 'No I'm sorry

Jenny. You're the best agent for the job, now off you go'.

Jenny was in a quandary. She knew Oily Harris would try it on again. She needed

a scheme to stop him insisting on her degrading herself. She needed some method

to get him to take the money for any information he could provide and not force

her into submitting to his depraved demands like last time. At last Jenny

decided to ask Suki to accompany her. She thought if two agents confronted Oily

he wouldn't dare demand she strip off again.

Over lunch she confided in Suki what had happened on her last visit to Oily

Harris's studio. Suki smiled imagining the scene. Her feelings for Jenny had

become even stronger since they had spent the night together after she had saved

the life of Jenny's husband, John. Their night of passion Jenny had rewarded her

with was still fresh in her mind and she would give anything for a repeat. Suki

agreed to accompany Jenny that afternoon. This situation had definite

possibilities.

The two girls stood outside the familiar paint-peeling door. The same short

balding man Jenny remembered from her previous visit opened it. 'Well hello

again' he beamed. 'Brought a friend this time?' When they were inside Jenny said

'this is agent Namora, Mr. Harris. We need any information you have on a villain

known as Fagin. Can you help us?' Oily studied both girls intently. Suki was a

couple of inches shorter than Jenny. Her Japanese heritage giving her the usual

long black hair and slightly slanted features. She was extremely pretty in her

own right with a slim athletic body and small breasts. 'She could be stern when

she wanted to' Oily thought to himself. The blonde hair of Jenny and the jet-

black of Suki suggested an idea to his feral little mind.

'You know my terms' he said slowly. 'Listen Mr. Harris. I'm not prepared to do

that again for you. Now, do you have any information, and if so how much money

do you want for it?' Oily persisted.' I want you to pose for me. My client was

very pleased with the last set of prints and wants more'. 'I won't do it Mr.

Harris, and that's that'. They seemed to be at an impasse until Suki spoke.

'Jenny' she said (in a curiously western accent this time) 'please wait here and

let me speak to Mr. Harris. Perhaps I can find a solution to this'. She and Oily

moved off and spoke in whispers for a few minutes before returning. 'Well?' said

Jenny. 'We've come to an agreement said Oily as Suki moved behind Jenny.

Suddenly Suki grabbed her and she and Oily combined to wrestle her onto the

studio bed where they quickly tied her wrists and elbows her with some white

nylon rope. Jenny squealed and struggled but Suki was an expert at tying knots

as Jenny had experienced before. When her ankles and knees were also bound she

realized she was trapped and lay still on the bed and watched as Suki rose and

started to undress herself. Oily brought her a bag and she spilled out the

contents onto the bed. Jenny could see every item was black. Suki donned a

leather bra and bikini pants. There was also a mask, which Suki put on making

her look like a sexy bank robber. The addition of black stockings and high heels

completed the look. Suki stood staring down at Jenny dressed as the archetypal

dominatrix. The blonde demure Jenny and the stern black haired Suki had made

Oily think of a Dominant / Submissive scenario. He'd been astounded but ecstatic

when Suki had suggested the self same idea even before he'd had the chance to

suggest it himself. Suki seemed as eager to strip Jenny as he was.

'Suki, don't do this please' pleaded Jenny. 'Silence' screamed Suki already

playing the part she had agreed with Oily. He had made his preparations while

Suki had been dressing. He wasn't using a stills camera. He had set up a tripod

and had mounted a video camera on top. He was going to film this scene for the

client this time. 'You speak when I say so' said Suki in a loud mean voice

playing to the camera. She picked up a riding crop provided by Oily and

brandished it under Jenny's chin. Jenny remained silent, shocked and cowed by

Suki's dominant display.

For the next hour Suki tied, shackled, cuffed and roped Jenny into all sorts of

different positions using the restraints provided by Oily. Her pleading had

been quickly halted with the first of a variety of gags. With each position Suki

stroked, sucked, licked, tweaked and fondled any part of Jenny's body available,

making sure the video lens caught every sexy second of the action. She stripped

Jenny of a piece of clothing at each stage until she was left in only her nylon

stockings.

At one point Jenny's was on her knees, her wrists bound to her ankles. Suki

knelt on her right side and taking a fistful of hair roughly directed her to

look down her own naked body. She cupped Jenny's massive right breast and lifted

it until it was six inches from her chin. Jenny then watched, fascinated,

aroused and slightly scared, as the black masked face descended. Suki opened her

mouth and engulfed the already extended nipple and areolas. Oily zoomed in to

capture Suki sucking lustily, drawing in more and more of Jenny's breast flesh.

Unseen by the cameras Suki swirled her tongue round and round the captive areola

and nipple. After a minute Jenny jerked as Suki's sharp little teeth nipped her

flesh. She drew back, the nipple still gripped in her teeth, and pulled as far

as the flesh would stretch before releasing it. She repeated this until Jenny

was moaning and jerking, her pussy moist, then switched sides and tormented

Jenny's other breast.

The riding crop slapped into Jenny's buttocks until they took on a pink hew.

Sometimes Suki just used her hand and spanked Jenny. She groped, probed and

smacked, keeping Jenny on the edge of arousal until by the end of the hour she

was desperate for release. Suki had Jenny face up on the bed when she removed

her current ball gag and straddling her face, pulled aside her bikini bottoms

and planted her pussy down on Jenny's mouth. 'Suck' ordered Suki who twisted

Jenny's nipple until she complied. It took only minutes of the sucking and

slurping before Suki tightened and peaked. Oily had taken the video camera off

the tripod and moved in for a close up of Jenny busily licking and tonguing

Suki's vagina. After Suki regained her breath she knelt by the side of Jenny's

recumbent body. Her left hand gripped one of Jenny's breasts while her right

stroked down her body until it reached her pussy mound. She inserted a finger

into Jenny's sopping wet pussy and began thrusting in and out. With Oily now

filming at the other end of Jenny focusing straight at her pussy, her left hand

gripped Jenny's breast hard. She added a second pumping finger, then a third and

was just about to try a fourth when Jenny stiffened, gasped and climaxed

noisily.

Suki rose and said 'I'm just off to the loo. We'll discuss Fagin when I return.

Please release Jenny Mr. Harris'. 'OK' said Oily who watched with beady little

eyes as Suki closed the bathroom door. He'd spent the last hour watching the

girls enjoy each themselves and he was feeling aroused himself. He put down the

video camera and approached Jenny's restrained and helpless body. She lay on the

bed with her eyes closed gradually recovering from her orgasm. Oily knelt on the

bed by her head and placed one hand over her mouth. His other extracted his

penis and started to pump it. 'Mmmmm' Jenny moaned as Oily's cock grew to full

size and hovered just above her face. Within a minute Oily jerked and came

spraying his seed on to Jenny's face. Another three jerks produced another three

eruptions of semen. As the last hit Jenny on the forehead the tripod crashed

into the back of Oily's head knocking him to the floor, unconscious.

Oily Harris came to five minutes later. He was naked and kneeling on the bed his

face pressed into the mattress. Suki and Jenny between them had used his own

restraints to secure him. He struggled for a minute before realizing he was

trapped. 'Now Mr. Harris. We've paid your price, and more, so lets have the

information' said Suki. 'Let me go you bitch' shouted Oily. 'I'm telling you

nothing'. THWAP. The riding crop wielded by Jenny slashed across his fat hairy

buttocks. 'Aaarrrg' screamed Oily. THWAP, THWAP, THWAP. 'Alright, alright, I'll

tell you what I know. No one knows who Fagin is. All I know that he has a

sister. She's Headmistress at Fulford School for Girls'. THWAP. 'That's all I

know, I swear it' whined Oily. 'Alright Mr. Harris. We'll leave you now. Someone

is sure to find you eventually'. THWAP. Jenny wasn't satisfied. She wanted

revenge for the facial she'd endured. THWAP. 'Jenny! Leave him' ordered Suki.

'We've got what we came for.

They stood together on the pavement outside the studio. Jenny complained 'You

should have let me beat the shit out of the dirty little creep'. 'I'm sorry

Jenny. For tying you up and for allowing him to film us. Still you seemed to

enjoy it after a while. I know I certainly did. 'Yes' Jenny smiled in spite of

herself. 'Well I suppose we didn't do anything we haven't done before. Although

it's a bit suspicious that you're so good at being a dominatrix'. Suki blushed

before replying 'don't worry about Mr. Harris. He isn't going to profit from our

playtime. I pressed the delete key on the camera just before we left so he's got

no pictures at all'. Laughing and happy they strolled away together arm in arm.

Jenny's handbag was swinging over her shoulder. It contained the riding crop.

She was determined to find an opportunity to make Suki realize how it felt to be

bound, gagged and helpless as someone swatted your smarting butt. Sometime in

the future the roles would be reversed. She wasn't to know that Suki's bag

actually contained the videotape. She would have the film to keep her memories

alive for some time to come.

Chapter 3.

Later that week Jenny stood outside the office door of Miss Francis Lampton;

Headmistress of Fulford School for Girls. She knocked and entered. Miss Lampton

rose from behind her desk to greet her. 'Welcome Mrs. Richards'. She was a tall

thin woman in her mid to late fifties. She sported a short, almost manly,

haircut above a stern face well suited to the Head of a private girls school.

'Firstly, thank you for filling our vacancy at such short notice. Miss Valentine

was taken ill very suddenly so we were lucky you were available to fill in so

quickly'. Jenny knew the job had become free because the Firm had convinced Miss

Valentine to go sick and for Jenny to be recommended by the Education

Department. 'I'm sure the girls will benefit from your Home Economic lessons'.

This was the only skill Jenny could muster that was taught in schools. She was a

complete dunce at most other subjects. She'd soon have been found out if she had

tried to pass herself off as a math's or science teacher. 'Secondly we are going

to have to decide where you can sleep. We have no rooms free so it's either a

hotel in the nearest town or, if you don't mind, there's a spare bed in the

sixth form dormitory. You'd be sleeping with seven of the girls but hopefully it

would only be for a short time, until a room becomes available'.

Jenny watched Miss Lampton's prominent adams-apple bobble up and down as she

talked before answering 'I'll take the dorm if you don't mind'. She wanted to

stay at the school, as it would be easier for her investigations. She looked

around the room hoping to see some photographs. It would seem more natural to

ask about Miss Lamptons brother if she could see a family snap. Unfortunately

there were none. She would have to find another way to broach the subject. Miss

Lampton led Jenny out into the corridor and took her to see the Deputy Head.

'Miss Jenkins will give you details of your classes and itinerary. Please enjoy

your stay with us. I'll probably see you at lunchtime'.

Later that evening Jenny braved the wind and rain of a storm that was brewing

and returned to the dormitory she had been shown earlier. She'd spent some time

in the teachers' common room but Miss Lampard hadn't been there. Jenny's gentle

probing of the other teachers had failed to turn up any facts about Miss

Lampard's family. She entered the dorm and the noisy chatter of the girls

gradually subsided into silence as they realized she was there. 'Hello girls'

she greeted them brightly. 'I'm Mrs. Richards your new Home Economics teacher'.

The seven girls who gazed back at her all looked about fifteen years old. They

were sitting on their beds most of them had already changed into their night

attire. Many of them seemed to favour pajamas. The conversations slowly started

up again but the girls were still wary of the teacher in their midst. Jenny

moved to her bed and sorted out her wash bag and pajama case before heading to

the bathroom to change. She finished brushing her teeth before opening her

pajama case to get her nightgown. Her hand emerged holding the lacy negligee and

panties she'd worn for the fireman sting. 'Damn it' she thought 'I've picked up

the wrong bloody case'.

'Oh well' she said to herself. 'We're all girls here. I'll just have to grin and

bare it'. Literally in some places. Jenny stripped down and drew the tiny lace

panties up her long legs then put her arms through the negligee and closed it as

best she could. Her bed was at the far end of the dorm away from the bathroom so

she had to walk the entire length of the room. Conversation again stopped as she

padded over the wooden floor. The girls in front of her gapped as they spied

Jenny's bouncing breasts barely covered by the lacy material. Her large dark

nipples and areolas plainly visible through the negligee. Some noticed there was

no tell tale darker patch showing through the front of her panties. She was

either a natural blonde or there was no hair to show through. As she passed them

the girls were treated to the sight of her pearly white butt cheeks, wobbling,

undulating and as good as completely naked.

The girls exchanged glances wondering at the situation and a meaningful look

passed between a couple of them. Jenny sat on her bed and was just about to get

under the covers when one of the girls approached her. 'Mrs. Richards, can I

talk to you please? My names Victoria' said the girl. Jenny looked up at the

very pretty, but nervous girl who looked to be about fifteen years old. 'Of

course my dear, how can I help you'? 'Well' said Victoria. 'It's about boys,

Miss. They scare me'. 'Oh' said Jenny sympathizing. At the age of fifteen she'd

found boys to be nasty pushy little brats and it wasn't until she'd met John

that some of that mistrust had gone away. The boys at her school had made life

difficult for her especially when she'd blossomed into a busty beauty toward the

end of her days there. 'Yes, they always want to touch me and kiss me but I

don't know how.' said Victoria. 'Kissing is simple really, it comes with

practice'. 'But I don't know how Miss can you show me?' 'What' said Jenny 'You

want me to show you how to kiss someone?' 'Oh yes please Miss' said Victoria

beaming, will you please?' 'Well, I've kissed a few girls' thought Jenny. 'One

more wouldn't hurt I suppose'.

Victoria sat down next to Jenny and faced her pursing her lips as if ready to

kiss an Aunt. 'No, no' said Jenny. 'Relax your mouth and slightly open your

lips. Then gently touch them to mine, OK?' Victoria did as instructed and leant

forward until their lips met. Jenny then softly kissed Victoria. 'There' said

Jenny. 'It's that simple'. 'Oh Miss that's not how boys and girls kiss. I've

seen the older pupils at school dances. They're a lot more enthusiastic than

that. Lets do it properly this time' she insisted. Victoria again leant forward

and this time it was her doing the leading as she sucked on Jenny's lips. The

kiss lasted a lot longer as Victoria worked her lips vigorously against Jenny's.

Jenny's cheeks began to flush. Victoria really seemed to be learning the art of

kissing quite quickly she thought. Jenny broke the kiss and sat back breathless.

'Thank you Miss' said Victoria and moved away. Another girl immediately took her

place. 'Chloe, Miss' she said 'Can you show me as well?' before seizing Jenny

and taking up where Victoria had left off. Jenny found herself under oral attack

again and she felt a tingling of arousal, as Chloe seemed able to show the

technique of a very well practiced kisser.

A third girl, 'Jane, Miss' took over after Chloe. Jenny found her lips being

ravaged again as yet another seemingly young girl showed a skill way beyond her

years. Jane had been sucking for a few seconds when she insinuated her tongue

into Jenny's mouth. Her hands held Jenny's head so she couldn't break away and

she found herself being orally assaulted. The next girl 'Bethany, Miss' took

over and dived straight in with her tongue. Jenny found herself drifting off

into an erotic haze as she was stimulated by each girl. Gradually Jenny allowed

herself to be lowered back until she was lying face up on the bed. Bethany was

still working her lips like a pro, mashing their lips together and entwining

their tongues. Gently she placed her hand on Jenny's bare stomach and stroked

her skin. Gradually, ever so softly, she stroked higher and higher. She soon

reached the mountain of Jenny's enormous left breast and slowly, ever so slowly,

began caressing it. Jenny moaned as she felt the hand squeeze her tit and a

finger began circling her nipple. The pleasurable touch suddenly jolted Jenny

back to alertness and she struggled to free herself from the girls embrace. 'No,

no, stop' gasped Jenny. 'That's enough. Please return to your beds girls it's

past your bedtime'. Bethany rose disappointed that Jenny had snapped out of her

reverie and rejected her advances. 'Still' she thought 'she's not the smartest

teacher we've ever had. The girls and I should be able to have some fun with

this one'.

During the night the storm got worse. Lightning followed by rolling thunder

echoed near the school. Jenny was awakened when a small body crept under the

covers and into bed with her. 'I'm scared Miss' said the girl. 'Don't be afraid'

said Jenny clasping her to her ample bosom. Jenny slept fitfully. Her dreams

through the night were unusually erotic. The reason became apparent when she

woke. The young girl was still sleeping but instead of a thumb in her mouth her

was gently sucking on one of Jenny's nipples. She groaned as Jenny popped it

free of the soft pink lips. It was red and sharply erect. It was then that Jenny

felt the other reason for her dreams. The schoolgirl also had her hand buried

between Jenny's thighs cupping her pussy, a small finger buried in the warm

depths. Gently Jenny extracted her hand and shook the girl awake. 'Morning

sleepyhead' she greeted her. 'Time for classes, off you go'. Amber got out of

Jenny's bed and headed to the bathroom a broad smile on her face. It had been a

well-executed plan. A couple of the other girls looked at her enviously. She'd

been the quickest and had beaten them to the teacher's bed after they'd also

hatched the same scheme.

Chapter 4.

Jenny spent the day teaching cooking skills to the first and second year girls.

Her investigations had so far failed to turn up any information on Miss Lamptons

brother. She had decided that she'd try to get a look at the school records.

Later that evening she'd entered the school secretary's office. It was a small

room which had two walls covered with files, a desk with a small computer and

three large filing cabinets. The only incongruity was a bag of golf clubs

leaning in the corner. She started with the filing cabinet draw marked K-P and

soon found the file for the Miss Lampard. She scanned through until she found a

personal form. The 'Next of kin' box was blank. 'Curious' thought Jenny surely

she'd have mentioned a brother.

Back in the dormitory the girls were huddled together making plans. 'We've got a

job on for tonight and it can't be delayed' said Victoria. 'We're going to have

to distract her'.

The dorm was full of noisy chattering when Jenny returned. The girls were a lot

more confident around her now. They waited, seemingly innocently, for her to

return from getting changed. She hadn't had chance to replace her night attire

so she still wore the semi-transparent negligee and panties. Jenny noticed one

of the girls was wearing a blindfold and was groping round the dorm, her arms

outstretched, searching for the other girls. Victoria approached Jenny and said

'Miss, we're not sleepy yet would you like to join in our game. 'OK' said Jenny

glad that the girls seemed to be accepting her so well. 'We're playing Blind

mans bluff'. One of us is blindfolded and has to find one of the others. Then

they take over and so on'. 'Alright' said Jenny lets play. Jenny didn't have

much luck. She was swiftly backed into a corner and 'caught' by the blindfolded

girl. Not surprising as the blindfold was tied so the young girl could see quite

easily. 'You're it' shouted the girls merrily. The scarf they were using was

quickly tied round Jenny's head, this time in such a way that she definitely

couldn't see, and the girls scattered. Jenny listened carefully trying to hear

any movement before extending her arms out wide and walking forward.

As Jenny was being blindfolded Victoria and three other girls had gathered by

the door. 'Keep her occupied, we'll be as quick as we can' she said to Chloe

before they left the dorm. There were now only four girls in the room and Jenny

was still groping around without finding one of them. As she passed one of the

beds, Amber reached out and spanked her. 'Oh' said Jenny surprised. 'Come on

Miss, you can do better than that'. Jenny continued to stagger round bumping

into the furniture until Jane spanked her again. 'Ow'. 'Not very good at this

are you Miss' she said.

Jenny was beginning to tire of the game. She couldn't catch any of the girls and

her bottom was becoming rosy. She'd been spanked another ten times. She was

reaching up to remove the blindfold when she unexpectedly bumped into Chloe.

'Well done Miss' we'll have to reward you for winning. With that Jenny was

grabbed by the arms and led to her own bed. She was pushed down on her back and

while two of the girls held her legs Chloe and amber used School neckties to

attach her wrists to the head of the bed frame. 'Hey, what are you doing' yelled

Jenny as she realized she was being restrained. The girls didn't reply. Instead

they moved down and the four of them held Jenny's kicking legs until each ankle

was tied to the corners of the bed frame.

The girls sat back and looked down at the stretched out, magnificent body of the

blindfolded, roped and struggling Jenny. Her breasts wobbled enticingly as she

tugged at her bindings. 'Girls, let me go' shouted Jenny. 'But Miss you haven't

had your reward yet' said Chloe as she leant down and grabbed the little lace

negligee. With a flourish she whipped it apart exposing Jenny's enormous

breasts. Jenny gasped as she felt her tits being bared. 'Are these real Miss?'

asked Chloe. 'Of course they are' said Jenny angrily. 'Now release me this

instant'. 'I don't think they are. I think we need to test them to be sure' said

Chloe. With that she reached out and gripped Jenny's left breast with both

hands. She began squeezing and fondling as Jenny gasped and complained. The

molding continued as the other girls watched. Jenny's complaints subsided as her

breast was caressed. Her areolas darkened and her nipple sprang to life.

Chloe sat back and gestured to Bethany. She moved forward and started stroking

Jenny's legs. Slowly massaging her thighs growing nearer and nearer to her

pussy. Her place was taken by Amber who decided to silence Jenny completely by

kissing her deeply and passionately. Jenny moaned as her mouth was invaded by

Ambers tongue. The fourth girl, Jane, knelt between Jenny's bound legs and

studied her pussy mound. At a signal from Chloe Jenny's hips were grabbed and

lifted. Three pillows were pushed under her and when she was released here hips

remained raised, her back arched, her pussy pointing straight up at Jane's face.

She extended a finger and pulled aside the panties. Jenny stiffened as she felt

her pussy being exposed realizing there could be only one reason for it. She

tensed, expectantly awaiting the first contact. Jane extended her tongue and

slowly, wetly, licked the entire length of Jenny's naked pussy. 'Mmmmm' groaned

Jenny. It was the best she could do as Amber was still keeping her mouth

occupied.

For the next thirty minutes the girls took turns teasing, caressing and fondling

all the different parts of Jenny's delectable body. They used hands, fingers,

tongues and lips to stroke, tweak, lick and suck on Jenny's nipples, lips and

pussy. They brought her up just short of orgasm before leaving her until she

cooled down. Time and again Jenny started to buck only to moan as the

stimulation stopped. Her breathing quickened. Her nipples and clit erected. The

girls were merciless in there teasing. Jenny never gave a thought to there being

less than seven girls in the room. Just when Jenny thought they couldn't reward

her any more they invented a new game.

Chloe sat on one side and Amber the other. Chloe gently slapped the outside of

Jenny's breast. They watched as it sloshed around before settling back into its

natural globular shape. Amber waited building the tension before repeating the

slap to the other tit. Chloe waited and slapped again slightly harder. Amber

slapped the other tit. The slight stinging sensation was quite pleasant to start

with but as the tit spanking continued her breasts turning pink. Chloe gripped a

nipple between her thumb and finger and after spending a few seconds twisting

and twirling it stretched it upward until Jenny's breast elongated to a point.

SLAP. She swung her other palm and whacked the captive tit. 'OW' Jenny

exclaimed. Amber joined in and Jenny's other tit was pulled upward. She looked

like she had two pointed cones on her chest. SLAP. Amber spanked her tit.

Chloe and Amber worked together alternating the slaps until at a signal they

drew back together and timed their strike. SLAP SLAP. Both breasts where hit at

the same time and slammed together before being released and rippling back into

their round now pink shape. 'OW' screamed Jenny. 'That bloody hurt you fucking

little bitches. Stop that now or I'll report you to the Headmistress'.

'Oh language Miss. I think you need to be punished' said Chloe. At a nod the

four girls, working in pairs, untied Jenny's ankles and lifted them to the top

of the bed before quickly retying them to the outside of the bed frame. Jenny

was now doubled up with the backs of her legs facing upward and her butt

sticking up. The girls all went to their lockers and returned with a foot long

wooden ruler each.

Outside, Victoria and the two other girls were returning from robbing a local

house. They were met by Miss Lampard who stopped them. 'I've had a phone call

from Oily Harris' she told them. 'Apparently our new teacher is an agent for

MI5. Oily was mumbling something about stolen pictures. I wouldn't be surprised

if it was him who put the feds onto us in the first place. Two timing bastard.

Anyway we need a plan to deal with Mrs. Richards. We need a lever to keep her

under control. It'd be best if she could be persuaded to leave and tell her

bosses that there's nothing suspicious going on here. 'Why didn't we use Mimi'

said Victoria. 'Yes, good idea. Run and fetch her would you'.

A minute later Victoria returned with a small dark girl. She was one of the

gangs most experienced operators. She was Eighteen years old but in pig tails, a

school uniform and no make-up she was so small and innocent looking she could

pass for twelve. Miss Lampard explained their dilemma and outlined the plan.

Mimi nodded happily, eager to play her part.

The group then quietly entered the dormitory. All was silent except for the

repeated grunts and slapping noises. They looked on amazed at the sight of the

doubled over body of Jenny, her thighs and bottom now pink, being spanked

alternately by three of the schoolgirls. She jerked and struggled trying to free

herself. Chloe had pushed a scrunched up pair of panties into Jenny's mouth and

was keeping them in place with her hand to stop the whole school hearing her

screamed obscenities. Miss Lampard watched mesmerized for fully five minutes.

Occasionally one of the girls would deliberately aim directly between Jenny's

butt cheeks and allow the light wooden rule to spank her glistening pussy lips.

This usually elicited an extra loud groan. Miss Lampard took the spare ruler not

being used by Chloe and joined the girls. She used her extra strength and

spanked the MI5 agent who threatened her operation even harder then the girls.

Eventually she silently signaling for them to stop. Jenny gradually calmed down

as she realized the beating had stopped and waited listening for any movement.

Her flesh from nearly her knees all the way to the top of her butt was now pink

and hot.

Miss Lampard signaled the girls to move away. Mimi climbed onto the bed and

knelt looking at Jenny's pink bum. She reached forward and began stroking her

warm butt cheeks, before diving in and starting to work her mouth on Jenny's

vagina. 'Mmmm' Jenny groaned when she felt the unexpected contact. Mimi sucked

and licked and inserted her tongue into the wet pink depths, expertly bringing

an already aroused Jenny back to the boil. Jenny started groaning and moaning as

she built toward a climax. Suddenly her ankles were released and her legs sprang

back onto the bed. Mimi kept licking and sucking. Jenny's breath was coming in

shorter and shorter gasps. Victoria snatched the panties from her mouth. 'Yes,

yes, don't stop' pleaded Jenny. Mimi worked harder, plunging her tongue deep

into Jenny's pussy. In and out it delved. Jenny built higher and higher. Time

for the big finish thought Mimi who took Jenny's clit between her lips and

sucked for all she was worth, attacking the nub of flesh with her tongue as

well. Chloe reached forward and released Jenny's wrists, which immediately

grabbed the back of Mimi's head and forced her face harder into her groin.

Jenny's back arched and the frustrations and stimulations of the last hour

released in one giant climax as she screamed out in orgasm.

Mimi released Jenny's hips, which rested back onto the bed. In the silence Miss

Lampard suddenly bellowed loudly 'WHAT THE DICKENS IS GOING ON HERE, MRS.

RICHARDS'. Jenny jumped and reaching up dragged the blindfold from her eyes. All

the girls had retreated to their beds and fainted sleep and only Miss Lampard

stood by the side of the bed. Jenny stared at the smiling face of Mimi, her

mouth coated with Jenny's pussy juices. 'Well Mrs. Richards. What is your

explanation for this behaviour?' 'I...I...they tied me up Headmistress' whined

Jenny. 'I see no evidence of restraint, Mrs. Richards'. Jenny looked around and

all the neckties they'd used to bind her had disappeared. 'They aroused me,

caressed me, forced me' she went on. 'What are you claiming these girls seduced

you?' 'Well yes they did' said Jenny. 'What. Are you claiming this twelve year

old girl forced you to commit these disgusting, depraved acts?' 'Tw..tw..twelve'

said Jenny appalled. 'Yes. Twelve years old Mrs. Richards. I am disgusted by

your shameful behaviour. I place you in a position of trust and I find you

corrupting young girls. You have betrayed my faith in you' said Miss Lampard

laying it on as thick as she could. 'You will report to my office first thing in

the morning. We will discus your position here at Fulford and exactly how we are

going to deal with this situation. Your attitude and answers will dictate

whether I will find it necessary to call in the Police. With that she pulled

Mimi off the bed and they both left.

Jenny lay on her bed trembling. She couldn't think straight. If Miss Lampard

called the Police she would arrested and it would be in all the papers. Her

friends would know. She would be sacked from the Firm. What would John say? She

tossed and turned in the dark before eventually falling into a troubled sleep.

Chapter 5.

The next morning she sat outside the Headmistresses office. After making her

wait an hour she was called in. Miss Lampard sat behind her desk, a very stern

look on her face. 'Sit down Mrs. Richards. Now I want to impress on you how

serious this situation is. If I call the Police you would be prosecuted for

having sex with a minor and sent to prison. Do you want that?' 'No' said Jenny

in a small quiet voice. 'Well I think we can find an alternative if you are

prepared to co-operate. If you are willing to accept punishment from me I will

not inform the authorities'. Jenny felt a spark of hope. 'Oh yes Headmistress'

she said. 'Before you accept so readily I should inform you that your punishment

will be severe and painful. Do you still wish me to punish you?' Jenny hesitated

but thought nothing Miss Lampard could deal out could be as bad as been branded

a child molester. 'Yes' said Jenny. 'Yes what?' 'Yes I want you to punish me

Headmistress'.

Miss Lampard breathed out. She'd got her. Jenny was now in her control. She

could make her do anything she wanted from now on. 'Right Mrs. Richards. You

will report to this office every morning at 8:30am for punishment for the next

week. We will start now. Remove you skirt'.

Jenny flushed, but rose and unzipped her black skirt dropping it down to her

ankles before stepping out of it and putting it on a chair. She watched as Miss

Lampard moved to a cupboard and made a show of selecting just the right bamboo

cane. She bent each one between her hands before settling on a mean looking

black one. 'Now bend over my desk and grasp the opposite edge. You are to remain

bent over no matter what. If you move I will start your punishment again. Do you

understand?' 'I understand' said Jenny apprehensively wondering if she'd taken

the right option. Miss Lampard stared at the perfect round derriere with the

white cotton panties stretched across it. She put the cane down and placed her

hands on Jenny's waist. Then stroking down she moved her hands down and under

the material of her panties. Her hands both caressed Jenny's butt and legs and

stripped her of her panties at the same time. She dragged them all the way to

the floor leaving them pooled around her ankles. Taking up the switch she moved

to the left. SWISH. The cane whistled through the air. SWISH. Jenny flinched but

the bamboo still didn't contact her flesh. SWISH, SWISH. The tension built until

SWISH THWAK and the whippy cane smacked into Jenny's buttocks. 'Aaarrgg' Jenny

groaned. A pink line that appeared across her flesh now marred her white

spherical cheeks. Jenny's cheeks rippled from the impact. Miss Lampard lifted

the cane high preparing for the second stroke.

Jenny left Miss Lampard's office. She headed to the nearest bathroom to repair

the ravages to her make-up caused by the tears that had run down her cheeks.

Miss Lampard had been true to her word when she'd said the punishment would be

severe. Jenny's butt and thighs were smarting and criss-crossed by red and angry

wealds. She was going to have to spend the day knickerless and standing up. She

thought about the rest of her day. She was due to teach the younger girls for

most of it but it was the last lesson she wasn't looking forward to. She was due

to take the sixth form girls in her dorm and she was very apprehensive about

what they would do.

Later that afternoon Jenny stood in the shower rinsing off the remains of the

custard, chocolate and other sauces from her body. The final lesson of the day

had turned out to be even worse than she had envisaged. It hadn't taken Victoria

long to start. She was the strongest character and obviously the ringleader. She

had ordered Jenny to strip and when she had objected threatened to tell her

parents, one of whom was a copper (not really), what she'd done with Mimi.

Victoria and the rest of the girls had spent the lesson smearing Jenny's flesh

with any gloop they could find. They'd laid her on a desk and started with

custard and chocolate sauce and moved on to jam and treacle. Chloe and Amber had

taken great care to massage the treacle into her breasts and then other girls

had licked it off. They'd then repeated the process with jam. They'd soon

spotted the red stripes on her bum and decided to help her out by rubbing her

cheeks with handfuls of freezing cold ice cream. Victoria had completed Jenny's

humiliation by holding her by fistfuls of hair and French kissing her

passionately as she was brought to orgasm. Chloe pumped three olive oil covered

fingers in and out of her pussy while Amber had squeezed the contents of a full

icing bag into her butt. It would take more than a shower to remove the results

of that. Jenny was grateful that the junior girls had used all of the cucumbers

and carrots in the earlier lessons.

Chapter 6.

Next morning Jenny reported for her punishment session yawning widely. She had

been kept up half the night 'entertaining' the remaining two members of the

gang, Samantha and Tanya. The young girls seamed insatiable. Nothing like what

Jenny was used to at home where, like most married women, she suffered from her

husband pumping away for a couple of minutes on a Saturday night before rolling

off her and falling asleep, snoring like a wounded buffalo. Her nipples and

pussy were still sore. Her arsehole had been fingered more than Louis

Armstrong's trumpet, her jaw ached and she was sure she had sprained her tongue.

Miss Lampard was sitting at her desk as usual and she smiled when Jenny entered

and automatically removed her skirt and panties even before she was ordered to.

She rose, but this time fetched a straight-backed chair and placed it in front

of her desk. She sat down and gestured to Jenny. 'So it's a spanking this time'

thought Jenny. On the whole she found that infinitely preferable to the bamboo

cane. She'd been spanked many times. Many, many times. Many, many, many times

(Thanks to Betty Marsden for that line. Younger readers, you should ask your Dad

about 'Round the Horn'), and even though it hurt she derived some pleasure from

it. She draped herself over the Headmistresses boney knees ready.

Miss Lampard laid her right hand on Jenny's butt and stroked slowly. The red

wealds had mostly disappeared overnight. The ice cream had actually helped. She

gently parted Jenny's cheeks and gazed at her anus and naked pussy before

raising her hand and starting Jenny's punishment. Miss Lampard thought to

herself 'I'll teach you to come here you little bitch and try to destroy all

I've worked to build'. She spanked Jenny's butt at a steady pace switching sides

and taking in the tops of her thighs. Her butt cheeks rippled with each blow.

Her abused flesh soon turned pink again. The combination of the previous caning

and the venomous nature of Miss Lampard's smacks made this hurt more than any

spanking Jenny had ever received. She was amazed that a wizened old biddy like

Miss Lampard could generate so much power. It was after twenty smacks that Jenny

began to become aware of something sticking into her hip. It hadn't been there

when she'd lain over the Heads knees. As the spanking continued the protrusion

grew more pronounced and poked more and more into her but the stinging pain in

her bum drove it from her mind. Eventually Miss Lampard, almost out of breath,

ordered Jenny to dress and leave. Her butt was an angry red and smarted

something rotten. As she dressed, Miss Lampard remained seated and stared at her

body intently.

As the door closed Jenny suddenly realized where she'd felt a protrusion like

that before. She had been forced over the knees of Giles Stern and the poking

object had been his penis. Suddenly the clues clicked into place in her mind.

The bobbing adams-apple, the lack of a next of kin on the staff form and the

protrusion she'd felt. Miss Francis Lampard was in fact MISTER Francis Lampard.

There was no sister. Fagin hid himself by taking on the persona of a

Headmistress of a girl's school. No wonder the police hadn't been able to find

him.

Jenny quickly bent down and looked through the keyhole. Her suspicions were

confirmed when she saw 'Miss' Lampard pumping away on 'her' very respectable

penis. The thrashing had obviously turned him on as well as Jenny and he was now

spanking his own bishop. Jenny quickly ran to the secretary's office. Luckily it

was unoccupied so she again raided the filing cabinets. She found records for

all the girls in the sixth form and Mimi as well. All the records showed the

girls were seventeen years old. Mimi's record card showed that she was a

postgraduate student and her date of birth proved she was eighteen and not

twelve. Jenny nearly fainted. They'd tricked her. She slumped down into the

secretaries chair close to tears of relief then quickly jumped back up as the

pain in her butt registered. That sealed it for Jenny. The girls must be Fagin's

gang. She quickly phoned the Firm and was told they'd send the Police straight

away. She realized that their hold over her was gone. Now she felt the relief

turning to ever increasing anger within her. They'd tried to use her.

The Police arrived within twenty minutes and arrested the whole gang. A search

of the school quickly turned up a cache of recently stolen loot. The only

surprise they got was when they found a pathetically sobbing Mr. Francis Lampard

tied across his desk. He was wearing a dress, which was hiked up around his

waist, and his buttocks were red and bleeding. Two bloodied and broken bamboo

canes lay nearby. 'It's surprisingly easy to knock someone unconscious when

you're blazingly angry and have a seven iron to hand' thought Jenny happily.

The end

Brummie52000@yahoo.co.uk