MIRIAM<br/><br/>I walked over to the armoire and fetched out my favourite toy for this early stage of a girl's welcome to Baudelaire's; a medium weight multi-thonged flogger. A wooden handle wrapped in black leather with a dozen or eighteen leather strands each about eighteen inches long. No knots tied in them, no small ball bearings sewn into the ends... it wasn't a heavy thing, one that would break skin, but it wasn't a cheap light instrument like you can buy easily online in those poorer quality sex toy stores.<br/><br/>I let the thing dangle from my fingers and returned to the centre of the room, walking slowly, my heels click-clicking loudly on the polished wood. I circled the scene, taking in the sight of poor Claudia's body, stretched taut and already showing some deep pink blotches. I watched Ari working, he was going to use his 'daddy' thing with this one. He wasn't crazy, he just liked to exploit chinks in a girl's armour and dig at her small vulnerabilities, having spoken with her father on the phone just now he might have picked up a nuance of their relationship I had missed.<br/><br/>Mio went and knelt at Ari's request, looking up at him, her face full of happy compliance. I was very lucky to meet Mio two years ago; she'd just graduated under Aunt Ester and was about to be rented to a Yakuza syndicate for them to use in porn flicks when I decided to take her to bed for the night on my first day's stay here. I was very glad I did because she was a sexual powerhouse, totally willing to please, her exquisite petite body full of flexible energy. Nothing I did to her did not excite her and she was willing to debase herself in any way to please me.<br/><br/>She looked damn fine too, so pretty. So I kept her on here as my personal maid. One of the best decisions I ever made.<br/><br/>Claudia's body jerked and vibrated in her bonds, she made gasps and loud moans and I could see small strands of shiny arousal staining her inner thighs. Strands of saliva hung from her gag and left shining trails down her chest. The little slut liked it. We'd have to see if there was anything she didn't like - then again, a girl who adapted so quickly to this kind of abuse could be even more fun. I wasn't averse to giving my students an enjoyable time if they came round to Baudelaire's way of thinking quickly.<br/><br/>As I walked round and round, enjoying the scene from every angle I could see that while Claudia shaved, her sex was presently covered with a light ugly stubble.<br/><br/>I paused during Ari's spanking and found a gap as he worked. I lifted the flogger and struck it squarely between Claudia's wide open thighs, beating her belly once, twice, three times.<br/><br/><strong>"She's stubbly. I'd like her smooth."</strong>I spoke to my colleague,<strong>"When you reach a suitable break point, Ari my love, I'll get Tiffany to shave our new student. We need compliance with the school uniform and it'll be a chance for them to meet."</strong>I smiled at Claudia and stepped back, running my tongue briefly along my top lip. I was wearing too many clothes, when I got busy in a while I'd need to take a few things off.<br/><br/>Leaving Ari to continue I strode over to the dais and ignoring Cecily I smiled at the older girl, Tiffany. She had been here a year and seven months now and had just entered her fourth and final regime. She'd proven to have a nice dominant streak in her, though she could switch into either that or a submissive role. With the new girl joining she'd be the head of a dorm of three students now and would rule that roost after hours as she wished. There was a CCTV circuit that allowed us to keep an eye on what went on in the girl's dorm just in case intervention was necessary but alone I usually allowed the students their freedom to find their own pecking order. Cecily who had been here two months was already subservient to Tiffany most of the time. I guessed the statuesque brunette would soon put Claudia in her place too.<br/><br/>I unlocked Tiffany's cuffs, though left them on her separated wrists.<br/><br/><strong>"Tiffany, darling, please go over to the armoire and run a bowl of warm water, and get shaving soap, a brush and a safety razor. I'd like you to meet the <em>intimate</em> acquaintance of Claudia Snitches, your new dorm-mate. Run along."</strong><br/><br/>My voice was pleasant and chatty, something akin to a kind aunt talking to her favourite niece but Tiffany would know not to disobey or even hesitate. I watched the brunette walk over, clad only in a senior girl's outfit of black hold-up stockings and black heels, the shoes padlocked on at the ankle strap. I followed her, watching her hips sway. I had very much enjoyed educating Tiffany, she had a body to die for and I could never decide between her spectacular breasts or her rear. I liked them both. Tiffany was tall and full-bodied, she had that kind of metabolism that would store calories rather than burn them so to keep her in shape at Baudelaires we exercised her often, the paddock was a good place if the weather was too warm for the gym. Over this last eighteen months I had taken special care to allocate her a course of exercises to strength the ligaments and supportive muscles of her chest. Such lovely breasts couldn't be allowed to sag and I had permitted her to wear a quarter-cup bra to aid support, enough to assist her muscles but keeping her nipples exposed. Of course it quickly came off during play time and she wasn't wearing it this afternoon.<br/><br/>My slow walk back behind Tiffany's luscious rear ended beside Ari. I was content to watch him work for a while but would soon join in with my flogger.