Memories Of Long Tall Mary

MEMORIES OF LONG TALL MARY Part 59

by Long Tall Mary

Upon arriving at my bar I found Patti, my manager, in a sullen mood. I quickly learned that she was angry that she had been severely caned for permitting the banned customer, but Kristen who was equally responsible had yet to be disciplined.

Upon summoning Patti to my office, she was told bluntly that if her attitude didn’t improve she would have a disciplinary session at my home, that would make the previous caning mild by comparison. I assured her that Kristen would be disciplined, but I was waiting for the court case to be disposed of first. Patti was not accepting of my explanation and demanded that I punish Kristen immediately.

I don’t take kindly to subordinates making demands of me, yet I could sympathize with Patti. No sooner did we leave the office than did we find Kristen verbally lambasting one of my regular customers, he had complained about the quality of his food order and she told him basically he was welcome to go elsewhere if not satisfied, as well as making some unflattering comments concerning his paunch.

My negative feelings towards Patti were promptly turned on Kristen. I interceded and had the meal sent back to the kitchen for reheating, then Kristen was ordered to report to my office. After apologizing personally to the customer for her rudeness, I informed him the meal was complimentary and that Patti would wait on him.

“I’m sorry maam, I lost my temper” were the first words out of Kristen’s mouth as I walked into the office, exhibiting a look of fury. She was given her choice of six rattan strokes, to be inflicted immediately or a home disciplinary session. As with Patti, she opted for the immediate punishment after unsuccessfully pleading for leniency due to menstrual reasons.

The routine was the same as with Patti, she was made to bare her buttocks and bend over with her hands on the desk for support. Her strokes were inflicted slowly, with varying intervals in between. By the time I had finished red welts covered her buttocks and she was in tears.

As further punishment I gave her the evening off without pay, which can be quite expensive on a Monday football night. Kristen had yet to imply that she would somehow jeopardize my liquor license because of her drug activities, but I wasn’t going to be inhibited from disciplining her because of any such fear. If she went that route I had other punitive options in mind for her.

One of my part time waitress’ was called in to work, and I stayed until about 11:00PM before departing for my home.

I was met at the door by Felicia, who was quite inebriated and clad only in bra and panties. Sounds of erotic screams emanated from the living room, Felicia had cranked up the volume on one of the porno DVDs.

I decided Felicia needed to be rewarded for her relatively good behavior to date, so I offered her the opportunity to have Kelly “bedded” down with her for the night. This is a technique I seldom employ but it served two purposes, pleasuring Felicia and further humiliating Kelly. Felicia readily accepted.

Kelly was brought nude, still wearing her heels, and in handcuffs from the basement holding cell and taken to Felicia’s bedroom. Bedding down a sub for the night requires expert rope skills, something which Felicia lacks. Kelly was arranged so that she was forced to lie on her left side with her head facing the foot of the bed. Tight ropes assured she would remain on her side for the night.

Felicia by sleeping with her head facing the headboard could position herself so that Kelly’s mouth was directly accessible to either Felicia’s cunt or asshole. Kelly would tongue until commanded to stop and Felicia was given a small cattle prod device and instructed to deliver shocks to Kelly, if she did not perform at the desired intensity.

Predictably Kelly was less than enthusiastic about the arrangement and even less so when I delivered a demo shock to her, it was the first electro shock treatment she had been administered. I took the liberty of watching the performance for a few minutes and Felicia was passionately moaning as Kelly strained to burrow into her cunt with her tongue.

As I attempted to obtain some much needed sleep, I pondered Kelly’s future. I had hoped to procure a buyer for her by now, but Vince’s rejection of her was very perturbing. It is simply not an easy task to procure a buyer in a case like this, and I was beginning to regret having acted impulsively when I first picked her up hitch hiking.

The other option was to train Kelly as my personal slave, to the point where she could be left unattended and unrestrained at home. But this would require weeks of intensive conditioning, and frankly I lack expertise in this area. The vast majority of my submissives are either willing or semi-willing, and their period of confinement in my dungeon has never exceeded one week.

Upon awakening in the morning I was treated to the sight of Kelly still tightly bound and lying on her side, a deeply resentful look about her. I untied her and Felicia attended to cleaning and feeding her. It was my opinion that the relatively comfortable training she had been subjected to so far, had failed to improve her attitude sufficiently. That would quickly change.

Kelly was then handcuffed to a ceiling hook in the guest bedroom, forcing her to stand uncomfortably, while Felicia and I ate breakfast in the kitchen. She would spend at least three hours in that position. After that she would be returned to the basement holding cell, and again cuffed to the bars, forcing her to stand most of the day.

Shortly after 8:00AM I received a call from Lorraine at he psychiatric center. Andrea would be released about 2:00 in the afternoon. Initial plans were that she would be confined for evaluation until Wednesday but the preliminary results indicated malingering, and early release was warranted.

I immediately called Cecilia with this news, it was agreed that I would pick up Andrea and transport her back to the academy in my van, by myself. My spirits were further improved upon learning that ten of the cadets, including of course Andrea, had failed their drug test. They would all be confined at the academy over the weekend, and from the dominatrix standpoint, the more the merrier.

Upon arriving at the hospital I was met in the lobby by Lorraine, who escorted me to Andrea’s room. It was an examining room, not the padded cell where she had been confined overnight in a straitjacket. Lorraine informed me that Andrea had been heavily sedated to make her more manageable during transport.

Andrea was sitting on a chair, unrestrained and attired in her academy uniform, when I entered. Despite the obvious effects of the sedation she promptly rose to her feet and a position of attention. Lorraine then left the room, leaving Andrea and I alone.

Andrea made an impassioned plea for leniency. Ordinarily such pleas incense me and I inflict some punishment upon the sub. Yet my mercurial temperament is such, that on rare occasions I decide to give the sub a chance to prove the sincerity of her plea. Such would be the case with Andrea.

Doing my best to convey the appearance of being charitable, I briefly outlined a number of conditions Andrea would have to satisfy to be treated more leniently. Included amongst these were that she address the cadets in formation, and confess to the error of her ways, in other words verbally trashing herself. At least I had the satisfaction of knowing that the punitive regimen I had formulated for her, was taking a severe toll.

For the return transport, her restraints would be less severe than for the admissions transport. A leather restraining belt, with attached leather wrist cuffs was sufficient, the belt was connected to a wall ring, assuring that she would be unable to move from the love seat. No other restraints, gag, or hood were used. She was warned against speaking and I cranked up the music volume on the sound system, so as to avoid having to listen to her pleas.

The trip back to the academy proved uneventful, due to the sedation it appeared Andrea nodded off periodically, in spite of continuous music from the XM 60s channel. When we arrived Cecilia and Noreen promptly emerged from the administration building, and Andrea was walked to the office.

“Well Cadet Andrea, what do you have to say for yourself?”, I asked. “I admit that I malingered and deserve some punishment, but plead with you to spare me from the ball and chain, and not being able to speak with my co-cadets. If you see fit to be lenient with me, I promise that my disciplinary record will be perfect.” was her response. Crocodile tears were already forming in my eyes.

My response was to inform Andrea that her requests would be conditionally granted-removal of the ball and chain, and of the enforced silence rule, but for the time being she would have to live in the special solitary unit. Any disciplinary transgression, however trivial, would result in reinstatement of the other measures. In addition she would be required to address the cadets in formation, her speech would be carefully scripted by me.

I had the distinct impression that Cecilia resented the fact, that I was usurping her headmistress function by dictating the course of events. Should she dare to voice her criticism, I was prepared to discuss the matter privately with her. I was certain that she was intimidated by my forceful personality, indeed I would not hesitate to put in her restraints and use her sexually if she were to exhibit any defiance.

Andrea was given her script and the cadets were ordered outside and into formation. I took the opportunity to inform them of the failed drug tests, Cecilia had delayed announcing the results at my request. Cadets who had been confined the previous weekend would continue to perform the hard labor punishment, at least until Thursday. This involved the digging of an unnecessary hole in the ground and transporting the dirt by wheelbarrow to a pile some distance away, when the hole was complete the same dirt was used to fill the hole again.

Andrea recited her script to my satisfaction, admitting she was “a useless street whore and drug pusher” and that due to academy discipline she had realized and would quickly change the error of her ways. “Headmistress Cecilia and Assistant Headmistress Mary have shown great tolerance and kindness by giving me another chance, and I won’t let them down”.

Perhaps the bitch had actress potential, I thought to myself after listening to her performance. I suspect that Cecilia was upset by her reference to me as “Assistant Headmistress” but she did briefly address the formation and compliment me on my performance to date, and warning the cadets it would be unwise to incur my anger.

Significantly Andrea had not mentioned her lover Juan, whose abduction I had arranged. This left only myself, Noreen, Cecilia and perhaps two academy staffers, who were aware that he had set foot on the academy premises. Since Juan was a low life, presumably of illegal immigration status, it was unlikely anyone would ever undertake the type of investigation that would reveal his travel to the academy.

A tentative list of cadets scheduled for confinement the coming weekend had been decided upon, and they were informed the punitive digging project would continue. I assured the cadets that I had devised additional punishments for them as well, leaving them to ponder as to exactly what these might be.

Before addressing the cadets I had examined the list of new disciplinary infractions, since the start of the week. Lydia, the plumper cadet, and a second cadet, Michelle had received demerits for fighting on Monday. It seems that the altercation had been precipitated by Michelle making unflattering remarks about Lydia’s obesity. In addition a staff member suffered a wrist sprain while trying to separate the two combatants.

Completely on my own initiative, and without any consultation with Cecilia, the two offenders were informed they would be subjected to some very humiliating discipline for the remainder of the evening. Tomorrow night they would be participating in the ditch project as well. For now they were marched off to the cadet lounge and the other cadets were assembled there.

For the next six hours, the two wenches would be bound together like Siamese twins, their mouths would be able to touch each others, but a strip of duct tape over each mouth would prevent any type of oral mischief. Both would remain fully clothed. Lydia’s wrists were cuffed in front of her, Michelle was then made to put her arms around Lydia above her waist and they likewise were cuffed frontally, leaving the two forced to remain bosom to bosom. Several rolls of duct tape were used to bind their ankles and knees together, they were now forced to lie side by side on the floor of the lounge in full view of the other cadets.

Cecilia appeared aghast when I issued these orders, in short time I had completely undermined her authority over cadet discipline. I was in charge and any defiance by Cecilia, or other staff, would result in severe punishment for all concerned. In addition I had become better acquainted with the Chairman of the Board of Directors, and he was very supportive of my aggressive efforts. I was assured the board would defer to my wishes over those of Cecilia.

To further undermine Cecilia’s authority I announced that Noreen, who lived less than fifteen miles away, would return to the academy at 10:00pm and free the two miscreants from their restraints. This would effectively prevent Cecilia from releasing them after a shorter period.

Before leaving I paused to admire my work. If I had my way the two cadets would be stripped naked, and a common dildo would connect their fuck holes together, removing the dildo would result in a whipping. Still it was a work of art, two feuding females, helplessly forced to put their arms around each other, and unable to speak or do any violence to one another.

From experience I know this type of “Siamese” restraint is most tormenting when employed upon the willing, and I had no doubt it would be at least equally so with unwilling “twins”. I’ve always used it on nude females in the past, the sensation of their boobs and snatches rubbing against each other while unable to move, has never failed to induce erotic agony, especially when the two are forced to share a dildo.

Regrettably the Board of Directors Chairman had been quite emphatic against subjecting the cadets to any forced penetrations. I wasn’t about to jeopardize my lucrative benefit package by forcing any upon the cadets. However this prohibition didn’t apply to the Headmistress, and I envisioned taking just such liberties with her in the near future.

END PART 59