Chapter 27 - Lisa's hard lesson

Cecilia remembered that Mardi Gras was coming up, which was one out of three occasions throughout the year Burnside held one of her infamous BDSM costume parties. The other two times were Halloween and the 4th of July. Burnside deliberately picked holidays people normally dressed up in outfits or costumes. The 4th of July was pushing it a bit on the costumes, but it fell about half-way between the other two holidays and was a convenient time to have a summer party.

Cecilia�s nude servitude during the Halloween party in the fall was not at all unusual, because for each party Burnside needed at least two hosts or hostesses to help set up and serve drinks. If she could get four, that was ideal, but normally the number was two or three. As Cecilia learned the hard way, Burnside normally used students who were in academic trouble. That gave her the opportunity to punish the students beforehand, which was something she intensely enjoyed doing. Using punishment as a pretext for getting hosts also allowed her to assign the outfit she most enjoyed for her servants, spending the night completely naked except for a collar and bondage cuffs. Burnside herself could not have explained why she liked that arrangement so much, but for every party she always managed to have the students she needed for her hosting.

The early midterm usually provided the recruits she needed. Invariably there was some idiot who tried cheating on the test or turning in a plagiarized term paper. Either offense was a serious violation of the University Student Code of Ethics and was viciously punished by the institution. Not only did the student face immediate expulsion from the university and receiving failing grades for all classes taken during the semester, but the university made sure that every other academic institution knew about the cheating. A student caught cheating essentially was blacklisted from all major universities nation-wide.

Burnside offered her cheaters an alternative to having their lives ruined. They could work as a host for her party and submit to a physical punishment. As was true for Cecilia, they had to sign an agreement to submit to discipline. They faced a very unpleasant night, but once that night ended, they could return to class as though nothing had happened.

During the spring semester the early midterms went unusually well. For some reason the students did somewhat better than normal, which prompted the professor to comment the test had been too easy and she would need to fix that for the next time. The relatively easy test left her with another problem. For the first time in her career she did not catch anyone cheating, and just a few days before her Mardi Gras party did not have anyone to host for her. Of course she could try to hire someone, but some of the flavor of her party would be lost if she could not get someone to host in the nude.

When Cecilia was in the professor�s office, she noticed Burnside calling several staffing agencies to see about getting help for the party. She didn�t even bother to bring up the issue of what the host or hostess should be wearing, but even so, upon finding out the nature of the party, it seemed that the temp agencies were reluctant to send anyone.

Burnside�s problem gave Cecilia an idea. It would give her an opportunity to do a favor for her professor and perhaps try to get in the woman�s good graces. If she were to do Burnside a personal favor, she knew that she could expect somewhat better treatment in the future. Anything to lighten her daily responsibilities was worth a try.

The professor hung up with a frustrated expression and began thumbing through an underground newspaper to see if she could recruit help from one of the adult services that advertised in the back. She was getting desperate. That was when Cecilia decided to speak up.

�Dr. Burnside, if you�re havin� problems gettin� someone to host for you, I �spose I could do it.�

Burnside looked up.

�I mean, I really don�t mind�you know�I�ll even wear the cuffs and whatnot�I wouldn�t mind helpin� you out�and I�ll get my boyfriend to help too. I know he�d do it, �cause if there�s somethin� he can do without his clothes, he�s there in a heartbeat.�

�Well, it would certainly solve my problem. If you could do that for me I�d really appreciate it.�

�Sure. Just tell me what time you want us there, and we�ll be there to help out.�

Later that night Cecilia broke the news to Jason that she had volunteered both of them to host at Burnside�s party. She had decided to go the full route, they both would host wearing nothing but collars and bondage cuffs. The only thing missing from their outfits would be welts on their bottoms, since obviously the professor had no reason to punish either of them.

Jason was surprised, and Cecilia herself was surprised, that she no longer thought anything of running about completely naked in a house full of 200 people dressed up in fetish outfits. Of course she knew the experience would be something Jason would enjoy, which was why she had no hesitation volunteering him. However, only recently had she become comfortable enough with her own body to pose for Suzanne, let alone do something like be a naked host at a party full of people who would mostly dressed.

Cecilia felt truly liberated as she openly told Jason about her experience at Burnside�s house the previous fall, including the switching demonstration and what was expected from the servants. She discussed the whole atmosphere and the tension among the guests over how real the party was. Cecilia concluded that it was mostly a fantasy and costume party punctuated with real punishment.

The commitment took an even stranger turn later that night, when Jason got together with Ken and Lisa for their nightly study session. When the couple asked him what plans he and Cecilia had to celebrate Mardi Gras, he told them the truth, that he and Cecilia would be working as hosts for Ruth Burnside�s springtime BDSM party. They were very curious to know the details, which Jason shared. The only thing he left out was the fact that Cecilia had hosted in the fall, but he did explain Burnside�s normal procedure for recruiting hosts and that this semester she failed to get anyone.

Then he mentioned Burnside�s Danubian police switch. Ken and Lisa looked at each other. It was Lisa who spoke up.

�You mean she�s got a Danubian police switch? The real thing?�

�Yeah�Cecilia told me she used in on her TA in the fall. She gave him a full 50 strokes, right in front of a whole bunch of people. She said she had him crying like a baby and that he was totally humiliated.�

Jason noticed from Lisa�s expression that she was deep in thought, as though trying to figure out how to say something. However, they did have a class to prepare for, so Jason told the other two to drop the subject and open their books.

Later that night Lisa approached Cecilia about the party.

�I was wondering if there was any way you could get Ken and me to come.�

�I don�t know. Usually that party�s just for graduate students and older people. I don�t think Dr. Burnside wants a bunch of freshmen runnin� around her house.�

�I mean to host. We�re willing to be hosts and help you guys out.�

��you know what we�re gonna be wearing?�

�Yeah.�

�And you still wanna do it?�

�Yeah.�

�OK. I �spose she�s not gonna turn down two more hosts, if that�s what you guys wanna do.�

Lisa took a deep breath, and then continued with the second part of her strange request.

�There�s something else I want to ask. Jason told me that Dr. Burnside has a Danubian police switch. The real thing, from Upper Danubia.�

�That�s true.�

�And that last fall, when she switched that guy with it�right in front of the whole group...�

�Yeah��

��I mean I�like�uh�I want to do that to Ken. I want to tie him down and give him a full 50 strokes, right in front of a bunch of other people.�

�Lisa, you�re fuckin� crazy! You can�t do that to Ken! There�s no way Dr. Burnside�s gonna let you do it, �cause you wouldn�t know what the fuck you�re doin�! That thing�s fuckin� dangerous! You can�t just go hittin� people with it! It�s somethin� you gotta learn how to do!�

�I understand that. The point is that if me and Ken are willing to host for her, that�s how she could repay me. Teach me how to use that switch and then let me have a go at Ken.�

Cecilia was dumbfounded. For one thing, it seemed to her that Lisa was being extremely arrogant. She was expecting Burnside to just do what she wanted. That was totally unrealistic, the idea that a freshman would set conditions to a tenured professor. She wanted to crash someone else�s party, and then use it to pursue a personal fantasy with her boyfriend.

For another thing, Cecilia knew that wielding a Danubian police switch took training. The goal of a stroke with the switch was to deliver as painful a blow as possible without breaking the victim�s skin. It was a very delicate balance that Danubian police officers spent several weeks perfecting during their training at the National Police Academy. Cecilia suspected that neither Ken nor Lisa understood how extreme a full punishment with the switch would be.

Lisa brazenly asked Cecilia to make an appointment with Ruth Burnside the following day so she could volunteer herself and Ken for hosting her party, and then bring up the issue of the switch. Cecilia felt bad about the imposition on the professor.

The next morning Cecilia was in Burnside�s office, nervously explaining the situation with Lisa and Ken, somewhat apologetic about Lisa�s straightforward attitude. She fully expected that one of two things would happen. Either the professor would tell her to tell Lisa to get lost, or she would have Lisa come into her office and give her a nasty lecture about respect. However, Burnside did neither. Instead she commented:

�That�s fine, have her come in here at 12:30. I want to hear this directly from her. Now, a question: are you free tonight?�

�I guess so, Dr. Burnside. I was gonna study and review with Jason��

�Well, I want you to forget about all that. Unless I give you a call with a change of plans, I want you to bring Lisa over to my house at 6:00, and I�ll show her what she needs to know about using that switch.�

�But�I mean, just like that? Don�t you think she�s bein� a bit��

�Arrogant?�

�Yes, that�s the word, arrogant. I mean just demandin� that you��

�That�s not a problem. I like young women with an attitude. Gives me a bit of a challenge. I�ll teach her how to use that switch, all right. But I�ll be doing it my way, and there�s some other stuff she�ll be learning as well.�

Cecilia left the office, wondering what Burnside had in store for Lisa that night. She knew the words �other stuff she�ll be learning as well� were significant. She knew that Lisa�s experience at Burnside�s house would have some unpleasant surprises. Oh well, Lisa. You got yourself into this.

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Cecilia escorted Lisa into Burnside�s neighborhood that evening. It was bitterly cold, but fortunately there was still some light outside, an indication that the dark, cold days of winter would be coming to an end shortly as the spring equinox approached. Lisa had a light-hearted �I told you so� attitude about the impending get-together with Ruth Burnside. Cecilia was quiet on the matter, suspecting that by the time they left Burnside�s house Lisa would be wishing that she had worn a looser pair of jeans.

Burnside opened the door dressed in a sweatsuit. Standing next to her was an old friendly-looking mixed-breed dog she called �Maynard�. Cecilia was struck by the contrast between the harsh professor and her quiet dog. When she bent down to pet the animal the professor explained that Maynard had been with her since she was starting her Master�s degree, which would make him about 15 years old. Cecilia thought about the changes that must have taken place in Burnside�s life during that time. She wondered what things would have been like when Maynard was a puppy and Burnside was only a couple of years older than Cecilia was now. She reflected: 15 years�what will I be like in 15 years?

Burnside offered her two guests some tea. The women sat down in a surreal prelude to what was going to happen in a few minutes. Burnside questioned Lisa about her discipline sessions with Ken, asking her what she used, how hard she struck him, and how they had begun their sadomasochistic relationship. Lisa chatted confidently, still blissfully unaware that anything was going to happen other than the professor would do her bidding and teach her how to use the Danubian switch. Cecilia knew better. Ruth Burnside does not take orders from a freshman�

When they finished their tea, Burnside asked Cecilia to take Lisa into the spare bedroom and carry out her infamous punishment bench or �horse�, as she sometimes called it. While the two young women struggled with the heavy piece of furniture, Burnside collected the other items needed for the lesson. These included the switch and the police instruction manual, a set of leg and ankle cuffs attached to short chains, and a sturdy pillow that would be strapped to the punishment horse that Lisa would use for target practice. Cecilia glanced at the cuffs. They confirmed her suspicion that something else besides that pillow was destined to feel the switch that night.

For the next half-hour Burnside gave Lisa a straight-forward explanation about using the switch. She showed the student how to stand, how to hold the implement, and how to swing with the goal of maintaining control before, during, and after the stroke made contact with her victim. Cecilia flinched as Burnside savagely struck the pillow with an ominous�whoop!

Burnside casually explained: �Now, after each stroke the Danubian cop usually waits for a minute or so, to allow the criminal to feel the full impact. There�s also the visual effect of watching the welt rise and turn dark, and it makes it tough for the criminal to not scream. I�ve been told that usually the criminals break between 20 and 30 strokes. That�s normal. The really tough ones can hold out to maybe 40 or so.�

Burnside sat down with Lisa and pointed out various details in the police manual. The manual was full of line drawings and also contained some black and white photos of naked men and women lying across the switching table, their bottoms marked up to varying degrees from painful strokes.

�So these people are Danubian criminals?�

�No. They�re police cadets. That�s part of their training. The Danubian National Police makes all cadets take a couple of switchings themselves before they�re certified, because they want their police officers to know what a switching feels like. It�s also an issue of avoiding hypocrisy. The Danubians are real big on avoiding hypocrisy. Every criminal who�s facing the switching table is aware that the cop who�s beating him knows what it feels like from first hand experience. That�s only fair, don�t you think?�

�Yes, Dr. Burnside, I suppose that�s true.�

�OK, good, now let�s see you try it out. Imagine that�s Ken�s butt over there on that horse. Let�s see how you do.�

Lisa struck hard and struck well. She laid a series of parallel lines across the pillow, slowly working her way up from the bottom to the top. After about 20 strokes Burnside stopped her.

�Good. It looks like you got the hang of it. Let me have the switch please.�

Lisa handed her the switch.

�Now get your clothes off. Cecilia, please hand me those cuffs.�

Lisa was not sure she had heard the professor�s last statement correctly. She gazed dumbly at the older woman as Cecilia bent down to pick up the cuffs.

�What did you say, Dr. Burnside?�

�I told you to take off your clothes. Just fold your stuff up and put it on the coffee table.�

�But�but�why do I gotta take off my clothes?�

�Because I�m going to switch you.�

Lisa went pale and her face froze with a strange expression, more bewilderment than fear.

�But�I�it�s Ken who�s getting it�not me��

Burnside gave Lisa a very cold look.

�Lisa, what we�re dealing with here is a very severe experience. Something that is very painful, and very traumatic. I have no problem with you punishing Ken at the party. However, I�m not letting you do it unless you clearly understand what you�re planning to put him through. I don�t believe you can understand that, unless you experience the same thing yourself. So, that�s what we�re going to be doing right now.�

�But�that�s not��

�I understand that wasn�t what you expected. You came over to my house expecting me to give up my evening, teach you how to how to use my switch, and then give up time at my party so you can pursue the fantasy you got with your boyfriend. You expected to have everything your own way and to not have to submit to anything yourself. It�s not going to work like that, Lisa. You need to know what this switch feels like on your own body, before you use it on someone else. The Danubian National Police is very adamant about that, and so am I.�

Lisa was immobilized. Burnside walked up to her and coldly stared into her eyes.

�You will either get your clothes off and let Cecilia cuff you, or you will get out of my house. I do not appreciate this hypocritical attitude of yours, and I don�t think it�s becoming of a woman with your intelligence.�

�I�I��

Lisa glanced over at Cecilia, silently pleading for help. The Dominican gestured back by shrugging her shoulders. Hey, it�s your choice, Lisa.

Cecilia was amazed by how quickly the mood in the room had changed. In less than a minute Lisa went from seeing herself as an equal exchanging favors with her professor to a very inferior young person about to be punished by an older authority figure. For the first time that Cecilia knew her, Lisa was very frightened. She was shaking slightly and struggling to breathe.

Something inside of her, that seemed to rise up from within and take control, prevented Lisa from fleeing to the door. Was it extreme curiosity? Was it her desperation to really use that switch on Ken? Was it her pride, not wanting to look like a coward in front of the other two women? Was it a secret desire to be punished? Whatever it was, Lisa did not leave. Instead she gave Burnside a frightened look, and, after a very long pause, slowly began taking off her clothes. As instructed, she folded everything and placed it on the coffee table, except for her shoes, which went underneath. Once she was finished, she stood quietly, her arms at her sides, with her attractive tanned body on display to her professor and her RA. She knew better than to try to cover herself. Anyhow, she remembered that Burnside had seen her during the Tri-Alpha run, so there was no point in being modest.

The professor motioned Cecilia to put the cuffs on Lisa. She began with her friend�s wrists, encircling her arms with the leather and buckling the restraints into place. The short chains hung loosely, but Burnside planned to hook them to the legs of the punishment horse momentarily. Cecilia bent down to repeat the process for Lisa�s ankles, encircling her legs with the leather straps and buckling them into place.

Burnside sharply tapped the punishment horse with the switch. Lisa directed another frightened glance towards Cecilia and reluctantly approached the bench. Burnside placed her hand in the middle of Lisa�s back and pressed her forward. As she draped herself over the punishment bench, letting her arms and legs hang freely, Lisa was dumbfounded by what was happening. Why�why was she letting the professor do this to her?

Cecilia began to feel a familiar warm burning and wetness between her legs as she watched the overly confident Californian gracefully draped over the punishment bench. She had long, beautiful legs and a truly lovely bottom. Her shapely bottom-cheeks were quivering slightly, making them all that much more sexy.

Burnside badly wanted to rub Lisa�s bottom and tease her between her legs, but figured that she was pushing the girl hard enough as it was. She quickly clipped Lisa�s cuffs to metal rings welded to the legs of the punishment bench, and thus immobilized her.

Burnside moved in front of Lisa, cruelly slashing the air with the switch.

�Lisa, my understanding is that you wanted to give Ken a full criminal�s punishment of 50 strokes. Is that true?�

Lisa shook with fear. Yes, that was indeed what she was planning to do. She struggled to catch her breath as she nodded.

�Please answer me properly. I don�t accept you moving your head around as an adequate response.�

�Y�yes ma�am. I�I was gonna�h�hit him 50 times.�

Interesting, thought Cecilia. She�s never called anyone ma�am before.

Burnside slashed the switch through the air as she continued:

�My�my�my� Fifty times. A bit extreme, don�t you think? Maybe, now that you face 50 strokes instead of him, perhaps that might be a bit severe?�

�I�I��spose so, ma�am.�

�Well, the deal is, whatever I�m giving you is what I�ll allow you to give him. You�re not doing anything to him that you haven�t experienced first. Do you understand me?�

�Yes�M�ma�am.�

�You�re calling me �ma�am� now, aren�t you? How fascinating. You weren�t calling me that a few minutes ago. I suppose our changed circumstances has made you re-assess how you should address me?�

�Y�yes�M�ma�am.�

�Very well. Here�s a few more facts about punishment in Upper Danubia. Criminals get 50 strokes when they�re over 18. Minors, people under 18, also can get the switch, but the maximum punishment for a minor is just 25 strokes. I think that�s what we�ll do. We�ll start you out as a minor and I�ll stop at 25 strokes. Then I�ll give you the choice of whether or not we shall continue.�

Burnside stepped off to one side and measured her distance. Then she calmly and expertly drew back and laid a fearsome blow across the base of Lisa�s bottom, marking both sides with a straight, even line that quickly darkened.

�Uh�uh�oh�my God��

�Kinda hurts, doesn�t it? Now I don�t want you making a bunch of noise. If you want to play the Danubian criminal, you will make it a point of honor to stay quiet. We got 24 to go�or 49, if you so desire.�

Even after just one stroke, it was obvious from the expression in Lisa�s face that she�d be damn lucky to make it to 25 strokes. 50 strokes was out of the question.

Burnside twisted back and laid a second harsh blow, very close to the first stroke. Lisa gasped and grunted. Already she was clenching her teeth and tears were flowing down her cheeks. The professor paused, waited for the line to darken, and struck again. She leisurely struck Lisa a fourth and fifth time, each stroke laid perfectly parallel to its predecessor and almost, but not quite touching it.

By the end of the fifth stroke, Lisa had a solid band of pain, about two inches wide, crossing the lower part of her unprotected bottom. Her legs were shaking and her buttocks were quivering. Burnside stopped to take up position in front of her.

�What you will notice is that I�m laying the strokes perfectly parallel and not crossing them. When you use the switch, you have to be very careful to minimize crossing the strokes so you don�t make your victim bleed. You have a lovely bottom, and I wouldn�t want to do anything that would permanently mark it, right?�

�Uh�Ahh�Uh�Yes ma�am.�

�Very well. We�re pausing a bit to let what we�ve done so far sink in. I want you to feel the punishment, so I can break you with fewer strokes. I think that�s a misconception about a severe punishment like this. I plan to break you, but I want to do it with as little injury to your body as I can. That�s why I need to spread out the strokes, to make each one count and let the passing of time, not additional blows, wear down your resistance. I�m under the impression you didn�t understand that when you were planning to switch your boyfriend. Now, I�m going to continue. You�ve got a nice red strip across your bottom. I�m going to be adding strokes above in the same pattern: parallel, very close together, but not touching each other.�

Burnside slowly worked her way up Lisa�s bottom to the top of her crack. She took nearly 10 minutes methodically laying 10 strokes to cover all of Lisa�s backside with cruel reddish lines. Sweat trickled down Lisa�s body and her voice was breaking as she desperately tried to breathe without screaming. Burnside stopped for a minute to admire her work. Then, tapping the switch in her hand she addressed Lisa again.

�OK. That�s the first part of the punishment, covering your entire butt with one layer of welts. Now comes the fun part, the strokes that�ll break you. The way I�ll be doing that is going to be to start with a nice severe stroke at the very upper part of each thigh. The next stroke will be in that tender spot where your thigh ends and your bottom-cheek begins. From my experience, that�s the one that usually gets a girl screaming, because there�s a lot of nerve endings there. It�s a sensitive area. Then I�ll have six more strokes to distribute around your sore bottom.�

Burnside had read Lisa perfectly. She struck hard at the tender skin that joined the girl�s left thigh with her bottom, setting off a high-pitched scream. The scream died down to desperate sobbing. There was another scream when Burnside struck the other side in the same spot. There were only six strokes to go, but Lisa now was broken. She screamed each time the switch landed and sobbed loudly in between.

Cecilia�s feelings about the entire affair were complex. On the one hand her heart went out to Lisa, who was suffering horribly and undergoing a very traumatic experience. Her self-assuredness was gone, along with the over-confidence that landed her into her situation in the first place. She had learned the hard way that no, just because the professor was a fellow dominatrix did not mean Lisa could treat her as an equal.

At another level Cecilia was glad to see Lisa being so humbled. The Californian�s arrogant attitude had irritated her, and it would be nice to see it go away for a while. Also, Burnside had saved Ken from Lisa�s unreasonable expectation that he could tolerate 50 strokes. There was no way Lisa could withstand anything more than 25 welts, so that would be the maximum that Ken would have to endure.

Burnside laid the final six welts across the middle of Lisa�s already marked bottom. The new welts, laid on top of old ones, quickly turned dark and looked very painful. Lisa was sobbing uncontrollably, but Burnside showed no sign of being ready to release her. Instead she walked around the punishment bench in circles, slashing the switch through the air.

�OK. That�s the punishment a minor gets in Upper Danubia. Is that going to be good enough for you, or would you like to continue with a full adult�s punishment?�

�Ahh�Uh�Please�ma�am�I�I�ll stop�please�enough�it hurts so bad�Ah��

�Then you understand that�ll be the cut-off when you punish your boyfriend. 25 strokes. That�s it. You understand that, right?�

�Yes�ma�am�I understand.�

�OK, Cecilia. You take it from here. Go ahead and release her. She�ll need you to comfort her, so please hold her and be patient.�

�Yes, Dr. Burnside.�

Cecilia unclipped the hooks that attached Lisa�s cuffs to the punishment horse, and then grabbed her arm and helped her stand up. Lisa truly was broken, her face distorted with misery and pain. That switching was more painful than anything she could have imagined and left her completely traumatized. The Californian fell into Cecilia�s arms, still sobbing uncontrollably. Burnside went to the kitchen to get a glass of water, which she brought out and set on a buffet in Cecilia�s sight. As soon as Lisa stopped crying Cecilia would try to get her to drink, which would help calm her nerves.

Cecilia thought that Lisa�s sobbing would go on forever, as she struggled to support the weight of the taller woman leaning against her. Finally she managed to calm down. The glass of water calmed her down even more. Burnside directed Cecilia to take Lisa to the guest bedroom and let her lie down for a few minutes to recover. Once Lisa was safely deposited on the bed, lying face down, Cecilia took a better look at her badly marked bottom. The final strokes, crossing the earlier ones, had left brutal-looking dark red lines across the middle of her backside. Cecilia flinched at the sight of the cruel marks and decided to offer Lisa the opportunity to exchange her skirt for freshman�s tight jeans to ease the pressure on her welts when they left Burnside�s house.

Cecilia returned to the living room. Burnside offered her another cup of tea, which she nervously accepted. She was not sure what to say to her professor. There was nothing about what had happened to Lisa that particularly surprised her, but still, it was very unnerving to actually witness it.

Burnside�s mood had shifted. She calmly talked about the upcoming party, signaling her gratitude that Cecilia and Jason had offered to help out. Of course Lisa and Ken were still welcome to help as well. Burnside promised that she would give Lisa a half hour to punish Ken, starting at about 1:30.

�She�s earned it, and I�m not one to go back on my word. If she shows up, I�ll set aside the time for her.�

A few minutes later, Cecilia returned to the guest bedroom to wake up Lisa and get ready to go back to Huntington Hall. At first Lisa sullenly refused Cecilia�s offer to lend her the skirt she was wearing, but the moment she felt her tight jeans pressing on her welts, she changed her mind. Cecilia took off her skirt and passed it to Lisa, and then put on the jeans. She had to roll up the legs to accommodate the long pants on her own short legs. Fortunately Lisa�s waist was only slightly bigger than her own, so the pants did not look too bad on her. The two women left Burnside�s house and made their way back to the university. Cecilia had a comment:

�You understand that Dr. Burnside had to do that to you. You didn�t give her any choice, �cause she�s not takin� attitude from a freshman. You understand that, don�t you?�

Lisa gave Cecilia a hostile look, but didn�t say anything. Cecilia continued.

�So, anyhow�you still bringin� Ken to the party and whippin� his ass?�

�Oh yeah, I�m bringing him. I didn�t go through all that for nothing.�

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Two days later the students prepared to return to Burnside�s house. Cecilia took control of the expedition, sharply explaining what was going to happen and how, since there were four of them, they would divide the work. The guys would take care of anything having to do with moving heavy items at the beginning and the end. Lisa and Ken would serve drinks to the crowd, while Cecilia and Jason would concentrate their efforts in the kitchen. There was another detail that Cecilia decided to take care of before they left Huntington Hall; the shaving of their pubic hair. She told the men to go to the bathrooms and shave, while she snapped her fingers at Lisa and ordered her into the women�s shower for the same thing.

The two women stood next to each other in the shower as they shaved off their hair. They inspected each other to make sure neither missed any spots. Of course Lisa�s backside still was badly marked from the welts she had received two days before, but to Cecilia the marks complemented her friend's attractive body. Lisa was very sexy, especially with the added detail of the purplish lines crossing her shapely bottom. Lisa, on the other hand, was not at all thrilled about the pending public display of the markings. She didn�t know what to make of the RA�s comment: �those markings look good on you.�

Cecilia called all three freshmen into her room. Then she ordered them to stand straight and listen up.

�OK, tonight�s gonna be a bit weird, but I think we can have some fun with it. But there�s somethin� I want you three to understand. As far as you�re concerned, I�m the one who�s runnin� the show. I�m takin� orders from Dr. Burnside and then passin� them along to you. You got any problems, you�re tellin� me, not her. And if any of you don�t do what I tell you, I�m gonna fuck up your night, and I guarantee that. You three get it?�

Jason and Ken immediately responded �Yes, Cecilia.�

Cecilia gave Lisa a cold look. �Lisa?�

�Yes, Cecilia, I get it.�

A few minutes later the four students were on their way to Burnside�s house in Ken�s car. As soon as the students entered, Cecilia took charge. She asked Burnside for paper bags to put their clothing into, and then casually undressed along with the others. The Dominican then ordered Lisa and Ken to carry the bags to the back bedroom, while she picked up the bondage cuffs from a coffee table they were laid out on.

Burnside watched saying nothing. Instead she quietly enjoyed Cecilia�s display of confidence and dominance. The scholarship student directed Jason to put the cuffs on Lisa and Ken, and finally on herself. Then she put the final set of cuffs on Jason. She then asked Burnside what items she wanted to remain in the living room and which ones needed to be taken to the back bedrooms. Upon getting the professor�s response, the two guys began moving the furniture. The three women stood watching them for a few minutes, enjoying the sight of the muscles in their bare bodies straining and their penises jiggling as they moved one heavy piece after another out of the living room.

Cecilia and Lisa set up in the kitchen, but ultimately Cecilia wanted Lisa to serve the guests so that everyone could see her punished backside. She would keep Jason in the kitchen with her to assist in preparing drinks and organizing serving trays. She also would have him wash dirty dishes as they came back in, in order to cut down on that task once the party ended.

The four freshmen hung up Mardi Gras streamers and various glittery decorations while Burnside changed into her favorite fetish outfit, the one that looked like a leather two-piece swimsuit from the front, but left her almost completely exposed from the back.

Dr. Halsey showed up in an outfit that looked like a leather police uniform. He handed the hostess a gift, gave her a very sharp slap on the bottom, and asked how his naughty birthday girl was doing. Cecilia thought to herself, hmm�naughty birthday girl. I wonder if that�s gonna mean anything later on�

As the guests started coming in, Cecilia directed the three freshmen to gather up coats to take to the back rooms. The students made a very strange sight, three freshmen, all of them wearing absolutely nothing but metal collars and bondage cuffs, being directed by an equally naked sophomore. Another detail that made the sight so strange was the fact that Cecilia was by far the smallest in stature of the four students, but clearly the one in charge.

Once the guests were safely accommodated in the house, Cecilia and Jason went to the kitchen, leaving Lisa and Ken to shuttle trays of drinks and empty glasses to and from the living room. With ruthless efficiency Cecilia took charge of mixing the drinks by jumping from blender to blender, quickly distributing the contents into waiting glasses, and reloading ingredients for the next batch. Meanwhile she kept Jason very busy loading trays and cleaning dirty glasses. Burnside later would comment that Cecilia ran the most efficient operation in the kitchen she had ever seen at one of her parties.

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Burnside and her lover Jim Halsey commanded the evening, obviously enjoying themselves in their roles of mistress and master of the strange group of fetish enthusiasts gathered in the house. They always provided some form of pain-related entertainment, as well as directed guests experimenting with Burnside�s large collection of discipline implements.

Cecilia did not have the chance to see Burnside in action that night, because she had chosen kitchen duty for herself and her boyfriend. However, Lisa got a chance to see Burnside close-up. She was impressed by the older woman�s charisma, but even more impressed by her ability to balance play-acting with maintaining tight control over 200 adults. Burnside set the mood in the over-sized living room and somehow, just through her presence, made the party what it was. She knew how to distinguish between wanted and unwanted sexual degradation and kept a close eye to make sure no play-acting crossed the line. Above all, she was concerned about safety and quickly intervened in any situation she thought might risk injury to a guest. That was to be expected, but the way she did it, using the subtle force of her personality to avoid offending anyone truly impressed her student.

At about 11:00 p.m. Dr. Halsey took his lover�s hand, led her to a raised platform, and called out to the group.

�Attention! Attention!�As most of you know, Ruth�s birthday is coming up. She�ll be 38 years young next week.�

There was a loud cheer from the room.

�So, ladies and gentlemen, what do you propose we should do about it?�

�Birthday spanking!� shouted several people in the room. Suddenly the entire room began shouting:

�SPANK!� SPANK!� SPANK!� SPANK!� SPANK!��

Halsey placed his hands on his lover�s shoulders and gently turned her around, placing her uncovered backside on display.

�Yes, indeed. I would say the owner of this lovely bottom has been quite naughty over the past year. I don�t know. 38 swats�doesn�t seem like too much for this lovely bottom. Perhaps�perhaps we should make it a double-dose�38 nice sharp spanks on each side instead?�

The room started chanting �DOUBLE DOSE!� DOUBLE DOSE!� DOUBLE DOSE!��

Cecilia and Jason, upon hearing the chanting of �SPANK!� SPANK!� SPANK!�� left the kitchen to see what was going on. They pushed their way through the crowd, who stepped aside to let the student hosts slip by. Then they saw their professor, her attractive bottom on full display and the crowd chanting its approval of the upcoming discipline session.

From the reaction of Burnside and the interaction with the crowd, Cecilia could tell that the birthday spanking was an annual event. Ever since they started their relationship, the two professors publicly spanked each other close to their birthdays. Burnside got her spanking in March, while Halsey got his in July. In both cases they were relatively mild over-the-lap hand spankings, although this year Halsey had decided to give his lover a double-dose to put some color in her bottom. Of course paybacks are hell, and there was no question he would face a double dose in July.

The older man sat down in a wooden chair and drew the middle-aged woman across his lap. The room fell completely silent. Burnside closed her eyes, but from the expression on her face Cecilia could tell that she was enjoying the experience. Halsey began a spanking Burnside with a double-slap, one swat on each side, which counted for one year of Burnside�s life.

SLAP!�SLAP!�

The crowd began counting:

�ONE!�

SLAP!�SLAP!�

�TWO!�

SLAP!�SLAP!�

�THREE!��

Cecilia watched the entire affair with absolute fascination. She never could have imagined her fearsome professor meekly going over anyone�s lap, much less enjoying it. She also had not really noticed how attractive Burnside�s body was. For a woman who was 38, the professor had done a fantastic job keeping herself in shape.

Cecilia felt the wetness and burning building between her legs. Her heart pounded and she began to sweat as she realized that she was intensely aroused by the scene that she was witnessing. Somehow, the sight of her professor submissively lying across her lover�s lap, her red bottom on display to a room full of cheering spectators, drove her sexual instincts wild erotic desire. She badly wanted to be on that platform, but couldn�t figure out whether she wanted exchange places with Burnside, or exchange places with Halsey, with Burnside�s body draped over her lap and the woman�s firm red bottom bouncing under the vicious slaps of her hand.

Cecilia desperately resisted the urge to slip her fingers between her legs. That would only make things worse, and, even though the room was dark, certain to be noticed. Instead she grabbed Jason, noticing that he seemed aroused by Burnside�s spanking as well.

SLAP!�SLAP!

�THIRTY EIGHT!�

Finally the spanking ended, with Burnside�s bottom deep red from having endured 76 full-force slaps. She stood up, turned her back to her cheering spectators, and bent over. Dang, thought Cecilia to herself. That woman sure isn�t shy. She�s as bad as Jason�

The hot burning between Cecilia�s legs only intensified. She wasn�t going to be able to go back to the kitchen, not in that condition. There was only one solution, however risky it might be. She grabbed Jason�s hand and led him to the spare bedroom. The bed was piled high with coats, which she dislodged with a huge push that sent them tumbling to the floor. She ripped back the cover and jumped on. Without saying a word, she reached up and grabbed Jason�s hair, forcing his face between her legs.

Jason knew better than to second-guess his duty to her. When she was this uncontrollable, there was only one thing he could do. He had to make her climax so she could calm down. He dutifully began cleaning the wet juices of her arousal from around her vulva. He then inserted his tongue into her vagina, massaging and cleaning her, before finally moving on to her clitoris. She gasped with delight, but grabbed his hair and pulled on it as he continued licking her juices and striving to satisfy her.

Jason pulled his head up to catch his breath, and noticed a box of condoms sitting on the dresser. He spoke to Cecilia with a voice of authority that slightly unsettled her.

�Cecilia, I want you on your elbows and knees, properly presented to me. I want your bottom up and completely spread. Now it�s my turn.�

Seeing Burnside spanked and then tasting Cecilia�s arousal in his mouth made Jason totally hard. He had a condom on within seconds, and then paused to enjoy the sight of the Dominican�s exquisite bottom before entering her. He ran his hand over her lovely brown skin for a few moments, but then grabbed her thighs and pushed in. He thrust and thrust, as she squealed with delight and their sweat dripped onto the sheets.

Finally they calmed down and separated. Cecilia suddenly remembered their abandoned service in the kitchen. �Shit! We gotta get the drinks going!�

Reeking of sex, the two naked students pushed through the crowd to get back to the kitchen, where Lisa and Ken were waiting for them.

�Where the fuck have you��

Suddenly everyone�s eyes went to Jason�s crotch. He still was wearing his condom. Definitely it was not one of his most dignified moments�

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About an hour after midnight came the final public event of the Mardi Gras party. Burnside, still dressed in her revealing outfit, took the stage to announce Lisa�s punishment of Ken. It was a bizarre turn of events for the guests, because never had any student hosts ever actively participated in the fetish demonstrations. Also of interest were the remnants of Lisa�s two-day old welts, which contrasted with Ken�s unmarked body. Ken and Jason moved the punishment bench into place on the platform, while Burnside and Lisa stood in front. Burnside introduced Lisa and announced that she would be giving a demonstration with the Danubian police switch. The professor briefly described the Danubian justice system for the benefit of the guests who had not seen her demonstration back in October, and added the detail that minors were only punished with 25 strokes instead of 50. She then ordered Lisa to turn around and present her bottom for the guests to view. She explained that the welts on Lisa�s backside were administered two days before but still were visible.

The moment came for the introduction of Ken. He seemed reluctant to present himself to the view of the crowd. His posture indicated what was wrong: he was hunched over, trying to hide an erection. It was obvious that he was horribly embarrassed. It was equally obvious that Ruth Burnside had no patience for people who, through their own actions, had landed themselves in humiliating circumstances. This idiot is going to face the music, she thought sourly. She stepped back, grabbed his arm, and shook him to force his hands away from his penis.

�You got yourself into this, and we don�t have time to deal with your bullshit,� she snarled into his ear. �Now you are going to stand up straight and show yourself to the guests. I think everyone here has seen a boner before, and now they�ll get to see yours.�

Ken stood before the cheering audience with his face beet-red, and his penis sticking straight out to the amusement of everyone present. Burnside added to his misery by calmly explaining to the room that for some masochistic men, fear is an aphrodisiac. Ken�s misfortune worsened as his intense humiliation made him even harder. When Lisa slashed the switch in front of his face, his penis began bobbing up and down, to the delight of the spectators. There was a final indignity awaiting him when Burnside forced him to turn sideways, to allow the crowd to admire his erection from the side.

In spite of her own situation, Lisa�s internal desires and the pending fulfillment of a longtime fantasy began to release the inner animal in her soul. She grabbed Ken�s collar and jerked him over to the punishment horse. He had a hard time positioning himself because of his intense erection, but finally he managed to push it to the side enough to be able to scoot forward and turn his bottom up. Lisa hooked his cuffs to the legs of the bench, immobilizing him and forcing him to spread his legs. She gently massaged his bottom, enjoying the feel of his sweaty, trembling skin. You�re gonna get it, Ken, she thought to herself.

Lisa stepped aside and cleared her mind as she tapped the switch against the base of Ken�s bottom. She planned to use the same technique on Ken that Burnside had used on her. She would start with fifteen even parallel strokes going from the base of Ken�s bottom to the top, then lay the four strokes across the extreme upper part of his thighs to break him, and distribute the final six strokes across in the center to drive home the lesson.

She laid on the first stroke, striking hard and leaving an even reddish line across the base of both bottom cheeks. The room was absolutely silent as she struck again and again, slowly widening the red band of solid pain marking her victim�s backside. About 10 minutes and fifteen strokes later, Lisa paused to study the rising welts on her boyfriend. She had struck as hard as Burnside would have struck, but so far Ken had managed to stay quiet. We�ll see about that, you little bastard, thought Lisa to herself. She still had 10 stroke to go, and those were the ones that would cross the strokes she already had given him.

The pain Ken felt was far more intense than anything he had previously experienced. He was enjoying the experience however. The pain was so absolute that he felt like his soul was being cleansed, and felt that he could clear his mind of everything except the intense physical sensations of the moment. He also was faced with the challenge of not screaming, which was something he had set as a personal goal. No matter how hard Lisa hit, he was determined not to scream. It would be a victory over both her and his own weaknesses if he could take such a savage beating and not make any noise.

In the end, it was Ken who got what he wanted out of the beating, not Lisa. His bottom was in bad shape, crisscrossed with ugly purplish lines and blood blisters, but throughout the ordeal he managed to stay quiet. Lisa landed the 25th stroke and felt despair at the fact that her opportunity to break him had come and gone. He was not broken, and when she released him and they bowed to the crowd, it was him, not her, who they were cheering.

There was an intense sexual rush he was feeling at the moment that he desperately needed to satisfy. As soon as the cheering died down and they left the platform, Ken grabbed Lisa�s hand and led her to the spare bedroom. The searing heat in his backside aroused him tremendously. He just had to take her. His senses out of control, he desperately kissed her. She quickly responded: her own instincts blocking out the recent humiliation of not having managed to force him to cry. She passionately pressed into him and ran her hands over his welt-covered bottom cheeks. As soon as she squeezed that sensitive area, his erection hardened. He pushed her on the mattress and enjoyed one of the best orgasms of his life as the searing heat from the switching pushed him to continue pumping semen into her.

Burnside knew what Lisa and Ken were doing, but was willing to excuse them for a while. She knew what it was to be caught up in a passionate high from the mixture of pleasure and pain. The sexual desire could be all-consuming and blocked out everything else in life. She knew that reality from her own experiences, so she actually was pleased to see how something as simple as a punishment could bring such intense erotic excitement into the lives of the two freshmen. Let them have their break and their fulfillment as a couple.

Anyhow, it was time to wind down the party, so the professor informed Cecilia that she was not to mix any more alcoholic drinks. Jason took the place of Lisa and Ken, moving about the living room with non-alcoholic beverages and collecting used glasses. Shortly thereafter Lisa and Ken re-appeared, just in time to help pass out coats to guests as they departed.

With four people to do the job, the cleanup went relatively quickly. Cecilia�s efficiency continued to serve the group as she organized the others into an assembly-line to clear out the living room and then attend to the dishes. She stayed behind in the kitchen to finish cleaning it while the three freshmen moved the furniture back to its proper place. They were dressed and out the door by 3:30, the earliest that any group of student hosts had managed to make it out of Burnside�s house after one of her parties.

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Cecilia noticed, over the following week, that her efforts to help her professor at her Mardi Gras party had paid off. The change in Burnside�s attitude her was subtle, but it was real. Cecilia was relieved. Anything to make her life easier�

The Freshman - Chapter 28