A Stern Career    
By Crossmanx at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome.
Students at the Stern Academy get a look at what the future might hold!

Inspired by an idea from Tim R and carrying on from the other Stern stories:-

A Stern First Day, A Stern Talking to, A Stern Visit, School Boy Error, A
Stern Offer, A Stern Hit, A Good Stern Clear Out - A Stern Job - A Stern
Enrolment, A Stern School Report, A Stern Vacation & A Stern Start

A Stern Career

It was overcast that Monday morning as a light drizzle of rain was coming
down, it had been raining for a number of hours now which added to the gloomy
affect. But surprisingly the students that where turning up at the school all
seemed to have a happy smile on their face, where they eager to lean, excited
at the thought of undertaking tests and enthusiastic at interacting with
education, or was there something else.

The rain could not dowse the excited faces on those students that where
turning up, the boys and girls where looking forward to their lessons today,
whether it was Maths and the guiding hand of Miss Steel or discovering new
oral skills in English with Mrs Grant. Maybe these students where having to
navigate around Geography and Miss Goodrub or learning to delve deep into Ms
Young during her History lesson. Whatever the lesson and whoever the teacher
these students would all be having an exciting and fulfilled day here at the
school. Well this was the Stern Private School, an academy with a difference!

Just then there was the roar of a motorcycle engine and a large black bike
made its way slowly off the road and along the footpath towards the private
parking slot near to the main entrance. As the students all got out the way to
allow the bike to carry on, each of their young faces light up even more, this
had nothing to do with the bike, but anyone who knew their bikes would have be
very impressed with the size and power of this machine. No the reason that all
these students where pleased was due to who was sat on the bike and how they
were dressed.

The bike pulled up and stopped, the rider got off and walked over to the
entrance to the school, she was dressed in black leather boots, a tight pair
of black leather trousers, an equally tight leather jacket with black leather
gloves and lastly a black helmet with a dark visor, that was down. The figure
hugging leather outfitted showed that this was a woman, with an incredible
body on her, she stood there for a moment as if inspecting the students that
where entering the school, her school.

As each student walked past her they all said, politely and respectively, as
they should "good morning Headmistress." The woman took off her helmet, she
shook her hair and looked up, those that now saw here not only had the joy of
seeing a woman, with an incredible body, in tight leather, but now they could
also see the most gorgeous and attractive face of Miss Stern the Headmistress.
At 5' 8", dressed in wet black leather the mature woman in her early 40's,
with her firm, toned and very shapely body was a sight to see. Her fair hair
was loose for once as she hadn't tied it up yet, but with her bright red lips
and deep piercing eyes she looked stunning.

Then to add to this wonderful look, her hand came up the buckle at the top of
her jacket and around her neck and released it. Then she grabbed onto the zip
that was done up high and pulled it down to her chest. The Headmistress large
breasts almost, but not fully, popped out, where was a sudden display of
succulent mature female cleavage on display for all those incoming students to
admire and drool over.

As the student passed by her, slowly so they could admire the view, they all
thought the same thing 'please let me be sent to the Headmistress office today
and be punished by her!' Miss Stern knew her look would 'encourage' her
students today; and she expected her students to be a bit more 'rowdy' today
but knew that her talented and strict members of staff could control any
'naughty' pupil. Plus her members of staff would also enjoy disciplining any
naughty student, so everyone would be happy. Surprising though, every time
Miss Stern stood at that entrance in her leathers there was an increase in the
amount of 'firm discipline' that the other teachers had to dish out. There
would be many bear bottoms smacked today!

The Headmistress went inside and made her way towards Racheal, the school
secretary's office. As she moved across the open reception area the water
started to drip off her biker's leather, she stopped at the brass plaque that
read

The Stern Private School

An educational establishment dedicated to providing a stimulating and
disciplined environment for selected young girls and boys.

Headmistress. Ms A Stern

The plaque had been nicely polished early that day by the 'duty student', who
had correctly taken this task very seriously, many a student had been
chastised, and not in a good way, for leaving a smudge or mark on the plaque
before. And there was that unfortunate incident, that no one now dares to talk
about, when the duty student had forgotten to polish the plaque! And that
particular student was no longer with us anymore?

The 'duty student' was seen as an indication that someone had been noticed and
could possibly be even selected as a 'special student'. These 'special
students' had various duties and privileges, plus the added responsibility for
'indulging' the various delightful female members of staff who provide this
'simulating' environment for learning!

As Ms Stern entered Racheal's office she noticed that the secretary was not
alone, also in the room where the Farley twins, George & Georgina. These two
had only recently started here and even during their tour of the school with
their parents they had taken an instant shine to Racheal! And now that they
were actually at the school the twins were determined to get 'noticed.' Today
they had both been chosen to be 'duty student'; well they are twins, and this
meant assisting the school secretary with her duties. Plus it was Racheal who
went through the school register to see which student should be at her beck
and call, so the twins would obviously get their chance to 'assist' her at
some time!

The Headmistress grinned as she entered the office and saw the twins; she'd
heard some good things about these two. George & Georgina looked at the
leather clad Headmistress with wide eyes of desire and Racheal looked up with
a grin and sultry look of 'Oh Yes Please!' As she made her way to the
secretary's desk her sexy wiggle seamed more pronounced, maybe it was due to
the tight leathers or was she putting an extra effort into her walk to tease
the twins?

When she got to the desk Ms Stern stopped and looked at each of the twins,
'yes they were nice.' "I don't want water dripping onto the carpet so you had
better do something about it!" The Headmistress liked to give an order
sometimes that wasn't that detailed, then see what ingenious solutions the
students came up with. George & Georgina looked at each other, then they
grinned, as if they had had the same idea at the same time. Ms Stern tuned
back to desk and leaned over it towards Rachel, the twins dropped to their
knees and then each of them taking one of the Headmistress legs started to run
their tongues up the tight leather trousers, lapping up all the rain droplets
that where running down them.

Ms Stern was quite impressed with the twin's method and Racheal could see that
glint in the older woman's eye as she reached out and grabbed onto the
secretary. The Headmistress pulled the school secretary to her and they
kissed. The twins where working their way up the older woman's leather
trousers, their tongues hard at work. Racheal's tongue and mouth was also hard
at work as she kissed and caressed the older woman, working her way down her
neck so her could ardour the woman's exposed cleavage. By now the twins where
lapping around and over the Headmistress delectable leather covered arse,
their tongues were working hard to rid the woman of every last drop of rain
water.

Yes so far the start of the day had been quite good for Ms Stern, she stood up
and away from the desk, leaving a very disappointed Racheal, who was just
getting started with Ms Stern's tits and a very saddened and disappointed
George & Georgina. Ms Stern had her grin of pleasure, she had worked all three
of them up into a nice frenzy and now brought them back down. But these twins
did seem very good, maybe she'd find out some more about them. "Racheal why
don't you see if our two eager students here have potential special student
prospects and then report back to me in a couple of days as to their
suitability!"

The Headmistress grabbed her newspaper that had been delivered; which always
got drooped off in Racheal's office, as the paper boy also liked the school
secretary! Ms Stern turned and left to go to her office, leaving the
disappointed twins who had dropped back onto their knees on the floor. But
Racheal had a broad grin on her face; the Headmistress had given her
permission to check the twins 'suitability!' The school secretary got up and
moved around to the front of the desk, she stood there with Georgina on one
side and George on the other, both still knelt down and now at 'her' feet. Her
hands came down a ruffled each of the twin's hair as they looked up at her
"now my darling's it seems we have some 'other' things for you to do for me!"

As Ms Stern made her way to her office she scanned the front of the paper in
her hand and wondered why it was always delivered to Racheal office. She
thought about the paper boy and then Racheal 'Arh Obvious, the lad had a
crush! ... ... Mind you that lad was quite cute ... ... I wonder?' Ms Stern
made a mental note to check out the paper boy and where he went to school!

As she walked down the corridor she could see there was someone waiting
outside her office, normally it would be a wayward schoolboy that needed the
firm hand of Ms Stern, but this time it looked like a schoolgirl! It was in
fact Amy, she was the girl who was in line to be made deputy Head Girl a
luscious little redhead who had already got to grips, literally, with how the
males at the school, including the students Father's, should be treated.

The Headmistress open her study door then indicated to Amy to follow her in
and "so my child what can your Headmistress do for you?" Now there was a
question that every one of the students at the school had an answer too, only
none of them where that brave enough to honestly answer it. The girl was
obviously nervous and a little unsure about how to put into words what she was
thinking. "Come on girl spit it out." "Well Ms Stern ... ... Headmistress, I
want to ... ... would like to make a complaint ... "

There was silence as the Headmistress head tuned from looking at some papers
on her desk up to and at the schoolgirl "A complaint!" Amy wondered if this
had been such a good idea, but she was determined to get her point across "er
... ... yes Headmistress, it's that the boys here seem to be the only ones
that get any punishment and I really need a good spanking!" Amy threw herself
across the large ornate desk of Ms Stern, ready to be punished. The
schoolgirl's head turned to look at the Headmistress who now had a grin across
her face 'Oh this girl would make a very good deputy Head Girl' she thought.
The Headmistress voice was tough and firm "so girl what have you done to be
such a naughty girl"

Mr Stern lifted up Amy's short skirt to show off her firm round buttocks, and
only the skimpiest pair of panties, then the girl in her most sincere and
innocent voice "I've had some very bad, wicked thoughts about the staff here
at the school Ms." "Which members of staff?" The girl blushed "the female
members of staff Headmistress and of course you!" "Oh you naught girl ... "
WHACK! OOOWWW! Ms Stern brought her firm hand down onto Amy's bear behind
WHACK! OOOHHHH! The schoolgirl's whole body shuddered at the second smack of
her succulent arse.

Ms Stern then moved onto the girl, the older woman lay on top of her pushing
her mature toned body into the young supple body of Amy. Ms Stern bright red
lips moved closer to Amy's ear as she whispered "you'll have to tell me every
last detail of these dirty thoughts you've been having ... ... Better still
you can show me!" Amy told Ms Stern about all her wicked thoughts and desires
as the Headmistress smacked her bottom and chastised her for her wicked
thoughts. Then after the punishment had been inflicted Ms Stern made Amy show
her, exactly, what these naughty thought had been all about.

Sometime later, much later, and Ms Stern emerged from the large walk in
cupboard that was part of her study that she used as a wardrobe. She was now
wearing her normal tight knee length skirt, with the splits down the side that
showed of her toned legs, the fishnet stocking to add a little naughtiness to
her look and the stiletto heel shoes. Then a crisp white blouse that was
undone enough to display the older woman's perfect charms. Amy was feeling
quite drained and tired, and she was finding it difficult to concentrate on
doing her tie properly. Ms Stern smile and went over, she did the girls tie
for her gave her a kiss on the check and told her "now remember any more
naughty thoughts and you come back to your Headmistress, she'll sort you out!"
SMACK! OOOOO!

Ms Stern gave the girl's bottom another gentle tap and sent the girl on her
way. Amy had wanted to show Ms Stern for a long time 'what she was capable
of'. She'd shown how she could 'deal with men' and now wanted the Headmistress
to know that she also knew how to handle a woman too. But Ms Stern had been
'something else', the girl hadn't realised just what a woman the Headmistress
was. The girl had thought she knew everything, but obviously didn't, Ms Stern
had taken Amy on the ride of her life and really shown this girl what a woman
can do. The girl had been put through her paces, the Headmistress had ravished
the girl in a way she hadn't thought possible, and disciplined the cheeky girl
as well. Love and punishment all at the same time, the girl hadn't known what
was happening to her and her sore arse meant that that she wouldn't be able to
sit down for quite a while.

The door to Ms Stern's study opened just as Amy reached it, Janet the 27 year
old busty brunette and Ms Sterns Personal Secretary was coming in with a pile
of work. She smiled at the exhausted looking girl that was leaving; guessing
that this had been one of the Headmistress private lessons! Janet guided the
disorientated girl towards and through the door and as Amy left Ms Stern sat
down at her desk. The schoolgirl was quite good, she had obviously thought she
was better than she was, but Ms Stern had shown this one what a real woman was
capable of! But Amy had shown great promise and with a few more session to
guild her through how it should all be done properly then there was a good
future for the girl.

As Janet came up behind Ms Stern's chair, the Headmistress placed on her horn
rimmed glasses, that gave her that extra sensual look and made a note 'Amy to
see Miss Steel for extra curriculum activity session!' Then the older woman
leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. This was Janet's signal to
begin. The busty brunettes hands came down onto the Headmistress shoulders and
gentle started to massage them 'that felt good.' As Janet carried on massaging
her Headmistress her hands started to slowly move down, then in and under the
older woman's blouse. Soon Ms Stern was enjoying the very experienced hands of
her secretary who was now gentle massaging her ample breasts.

'Oh yes!' Ms Stern always enjoyed these special massages it put her in the
mood for ... ... ... "What!" Ms Stern had opened her eyes for a moment and the
paper that was on her desk suddenly caught her eye. Well it wasn't her paper;
one of those local rags that must have got mixed in with her normal paper.
During the 'session' with Amy the papers had been scattered over her desk, and
now the Headmistress was looking down at a story about local men who had done
quite well for himself. There was a picture of the men and Ms Stern recognised
one face then another, and another! The Headmistress moved out of her chair
and grabbed the paper, much to Janet's disappointment as the secretary was
herself just getting started. The Headmistress now started to walk up and down
her office reading the paper in her hand, and she didn't seem all that
pleased.

The article was about a group of men, all of whom had gone to the same school
some years ago and where now all successful in their own field. Ms Stern
recognised each of them; she knew them all only too well, as they had been
pupils of her a long time ago. But each was now a successful man, and the
story was all about how positive an influence these men could be on the next
generation of boys at school. But it was the last part of this article that
had upset Ms Stern the most.

The journalist had asked why out of this school and this generation of pupils
had there been no successful girls and women. She went over the last paragraph
as if making sure she had read it right the first time The journalist had
indeed wrote that and had even put ... ... 'We must be grateful that these
boys have developed and grown into successful men in all their chosen fields,
so come on girls and pull up your socks and try you best. You never know in
the future one of you might, if you work hard, be half as good as one of these
men.' Then there was the obligatory photo of all the men together, smiling at
how good they all where! Needless to say the journalist behind the story was
also one of them in the group of 'successful men.' He'd just been scooped up
by the largest newspaper group in the country in recognition of all his great
work and this was the real reason behind the story.

Ms Stern ripped the paper in half then in half again and threw it everywhere,
she was not impressed or happy, and Janet could see that straight away.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door and out of habit the annoyed Ms Stern
called out "ENTER!" Even though her voice was filled with some 'irritation'
the door opened and in walked Mr Bolton, one of a few male teacher still left
at the school and who numbers where decreasing quite a lot. He was the
Career's Teacher, which meant that nearly everyone at the school didn't
actually know what he did.

Mr Bolton nervously went over towards the large desk where Ms Stern was
standing, he could see that the Headmistress looked a little 'distracted' and
that also there was Janet the personal secretary. Each of the women was fully
dressed which was a bit of a surprise to him as there had been numerous
occasion when he had been around the school looking for students to talk to
and he'd seen either or both of these women in a room in various states of
undress.

"Excuse me Headmistress but I've had an enquiry about our careers development
programme and especially for the boy's here. It seems as if there is a strong
push for a greater show of success with boy's careers. Apparently there's and
article coming out about using local successful men as role models, it could
help to boost success even with girls who later underachieve in life and ...
... " WHACK! 'Boy's Success ... ... Girl's underachieve' Janet watched with a
degree of pleasure as her Headmistress had turned, a look of displeasure on
her attractive face, and she'd hit the man, hard! His words had not gone down
well with the Headmistress and her fist had struck him, making him shudder and
wobble, then he dropped down to his knees.

The Headmistress grabbed onto the fallen man's tie and pulled hard on it "What
did you say?" At this moment Mr Bolton realised he was 'in it up to his neck!'
Janet had also come around from behind the desk to stand next to him, her
hands on her hips also looking intimidating to him. The man mumbled some words
and held up the piece of paper in his hand that the Headmistress snatched and
turned back to her desk to read. As Mr Stern let go of him Janet took over,
stepping over the downed man on his knees and OOOUUUHHH! She gripped him in a
standing headscissor hold, she'd pulled up her short skirt a little more and
had him gripped between her firm thighs. Holding him in potion whilst applying
the pressure as her Headmistress carried on reading the letter she'd taken
from the man.

The letter was from some local education body or something saying how careers
teachers, and schools in general, should be using local businessmen, male
executives, directors and other noticeable men in high positions to encourage
boys at schools. Obviously it had been written by a man! There was even a
reference to the local newspaper articles that Ms Stern had just read, and
there amongst the torn pieces of the newspaper on her desk was that photo of
all those men, her former pupils staring up at her. She grabbed it and with
both pieces of paper in her hand she turned back to Mr Bolton and was about to
lash into his, probably verbally then physically, when she stopped!

The Headmistress gorgeous eyes flicked from the photo to the letter and back
again, then an idea! She indicated to Janet to release the man, who was very
grateful to be now breathing again and slowly started to get his natural
colour back to his face. "Go and organise your careers event and I want all
these men to come here to talk to the boy's do you understand?" Mr Bolton just
nodded then scrambled away towards the door still on all fours

Janet could see her boss was in deep thought mode as she went back to her
large comfy chair and sat down. The secretary went behind the chair and once
again returned to massaging Ms Stern's shoulders, the Headmistress was
thinking and her plan was developing 'she would have a careers day for the
boy's and one that the men would not forget!' But the woman thought better
when she was being fully 'indulged', she looked up at Janet, this was a sign
to 'pamper her, Now!' The busty brunette knew that look all too well and
leaned down to kiss the Headmistress.

Whilst Ms Stern was enjoying Racheal's lips the older woman's hand went for
her phone and, without looking as she didn't need to for this, she sent out
one of her prepared text massages. On the other side of the school the Head
Boy's phone buzzed, Peter was the most adorable of Ms Stern's 'special
students' the ones with extra duties for pleasing the female members of staff
at the school. He looked at the message and knew he would be expected in the
Headmistress office in 20 minutes ready to carry out any 'special duties'
required of him. He smiled, he would have enough time to sort himself out and
say good bye to Nurse Rosy the school nurse who had just given the lad a full,
and very thorough physical.

Nurse Rosy took her roll at the school very seriously and liked to give the
boy's there a full, in-depth, check up as often as she could. The nurse was
just about to step back into her uniform when Peter came up behind her, he
placed his eager hands on her hips and started to kiss her neck softly. 'Oh
Dear, another sperm sample to be taken!' Nurse Rosy felt a certainly rising
and tingling sensation as Peter's hands moved up her body and onto her
breasts. One thing about being the school nurse at the Stern Academy, she was
never short of a body to examine!

Much later and in Ms Stern's office the Headmistress had finished sorting her
'plan' for the careers event, she was off to find Mr Bolton and see how he was
getting on arranging all the 'guest speakers'. The last few hours had been
energetic for the older woman, who just as she was about to leave her office,
looked back at her desk, her large desk where the naked bodies of Peter, her
Head Boy and Janet, her personal secretary, where laying. The pair of them had
provided Ms Stern with a very stimulating time, and to see them cuddled up
together on her desk made the woman smile. It also remained her to find out
how Racheal had got on with the twins and their assessment!

It was a week later and everything had been arranged, Mr Bolton was quite
pleased with himself and what he'd managed to organise, but even so there was
a 'little' bit of apprehension. The Headmistress had taken a very keen
interest in all this and to be honest that could only be a bad thing, as far
as he was concerned. Mr Bolton had arrived early at the school that day to
make sure everything was ready and the greet all of his guest speakers. The
man had also seen Ms Stern arrive that morning as well, as the sound of her
motorbike broke the quiet morning air, as if announcing her arrival. And again
there was something unnerving about the Headmistress arrival, well something
more unnerving than normal.

The woman, all in leather, strolled past Mr Bolton as he waited at the main
door to greet the speakers, there was a grin on her face that made Bolton feel
uneasy and then there was something else to add to his growing list of worries
about all this. As Mr Stern unzipped a top pocket of her jacket and took a
folded piece of paper out that she casually handed to Bolton. "There will be a
few changes to the rooms that you will be using today, I've written it all
down and there will be another member of staff with you for this!" Mr Bolton
took the piece of paper and again those feelings of 'it's all going wrong'
seem to be weighing heavily on him. Then Ms Stern looked at him and she smiled
sweetly 'Oh God where things that bad for him!'

The Headmistress made her way to her office, after collocating her newspaper
and seeing that Janet had the twins again on the duty student roll, she was
sure they would assist the school secretary with 'everything' she wanted
today. In her office Ms Stern got changed and could see out of her window as
the guest speakers started to arrive. She recognised each of their faces, she
knew each of them and all their secrets from school, and again she smiled. Ms
Stern was beginning to enjoy today and with what she had planned it was going
to be a memorable careers event.

The Headmistress looked at her watch, it was time, she made a quick call and
left her office, she was ready to get the careers day started. Miss Steel the
deputy Headmistress had taken the call and set off to make sure all the right
students got to the right classrooms and then she went to the staff room where
Mr Bolton was with all the speaker, supplying them with tea and biscuits. She
opened the door to the staff room and entered "Good Morning ... ... Gentlemen,
I'm Miss Steel the deputy Headmistress, follow me, I will show you to your
rooms for your ... ... inspiring presentations." She turned around and walked
off, all the men sat there were impressed with the woman, the attractive woman
in her smart suit, long dark hair and well-formed figure, they all quickly
followed her.

Miss Steel led the way the corridor where the rooms had been set aside for
each of the men and their individual careers presentations. Behind her where
the guest speakers all of whom had an eye on the deputy Headmistress
well-formed arse, as it guided them effortlessly to the corridor. And
following on behind the men were their 'women!' Ms Stern had reworked Mr
Bolton's invitation letter to also add in a part that asked each of the
speakers to bring along a female worker from their firms or organisations, so
that the girls' also had someone to look up too!

And as the 'careers' party moved off Ms Stern from her vantage point further
down the hallway watched. As she suspected each of the men had brought, what
looked like a young woman with them, the men would consider these as
'underlings' and much junior to them, a piece of female flesh to be admired by
the boys they were about to talk too. A chance for the men to show off, 'see
how good I am and look I even get a good looking woman who works for me as
well, how good am I?' Ms Stern smiled, her plan was coming together and soon
the fun would start!

At the top of the designated corridor Miss Steel stopped and spoke the men,
she handed out a card to each of them that had their assigned room number on
it. "We have selected the students who you will speak to, each has an interest
in your own particular field and we, the Headmistress and I believe they will
all greatly benefit from what they will see today. At that moment at the far
end of the long corridor a figure stepped out, she was dressed in set of high
heeled shoes, dark stockings, a tight short skirt with splits down the side
and a crisp white blouse. The buttons where undone to show off a very ample
cleavage which only went to enhance her slim waist and shapely legs.

The woman wore a tradition gown and sat on top of her head was an old fashion
Mortar Board, she had fair hair that was tied up and wore a pair of glasses,
but a shadow had fallen across her face so no one could clearly see her. But
something in each of the men stirred; as if an old memory had been re-awaken
and each of the men felt something! As if an invisible presence was now all
around them. The figure stood there, looking down the corridor at the group
"well gentlemen are you ready?" Miss Steel broke the silence ......"yes of
course" the men looked back up the corridor but the figure was no longer
there, 'strange!'

The men, along with their 'assistants' found their designated room and
entered, each room was similar, a normal classroom with and number of double
desks set out in neat rows. Sat at each of the double desks was a boy, with an
empty seat next to him. Each boy looked intensely at the speaker and waited
for the presentation to begin.

In each case the female 'assistant' went about quickly and quietly setting up
a projector for the full 'power point' show whilst the man went about
introducing himself and talking about how good he was. Outside in the corridor
Ms Stern joined Miss Steel, then a number of other teachers arrived along with
a select group of some of the school more inquisitive girls! Ms Stern looked
around, everyone was here and present 'good, time to begin.' The Headmistress
snapped her fingers and everyone set off to indulge themselves in the 'boy's'
career event!

In the first room was Giles Lovell, a journalist and the person who had
started this all off with his newspaper article about how good he and his
group of friends where, because they were all men. He was in full swing where
the door opened and in walked Miss Steel followed by a number of schoolgirls.
The man's flow was broken by the sudden interruption as the deputy
Headmistress, ignoring him, indicated to the girl to take their seats. There
was some more disruption as the line of girl all came in and took their seats,
now each boy had a girl sat next to him.

The girl's soon settled down, but even so Giles was a little put out by the
interruption and especial as he arranged with the head of careers here for an
all-male audience! He turned to the woman "excuse me but I was told this was
just for the boys of your school, to inspire their futures not these girls!"
The stylish Miss Steel looked at the tall blond man "girls shouldn't have
careers and be inspired then?" The man half grinned "well in my experience ...
... " The woman didn't let him finish WHACK! The sound of a very harsh open
hand smashing into the side of the man's face filled the room, this was
quickly followed up by the deputy Headmistress grabbing hold of the man's by
his shoulders and THUD! OOOUUUHHH!

The woman had got close and drove her knee upwards and it was only going to
smash into one place. Giles called out in more pain as each of the boy's in
the audience winced at the harsh blow, but the girls who were sat next to each
boy where now the ones being inspired. The girls liked this and their
wondering hands now set about unzipping the boy next to them as Miss Steel set
about the injured man in front of her WHACK!

The deputy Headmistress knee came up and pounded the man again and again, then
as he dropped down onto his knees she drove her strong thigh across his face
and downed the man there in front of the class. Giles was hurt, Miss Steel was
pleased and the girls watching were enthralled. The boys pitied the man but
where also enjoying how the girls were being excited by this, and the female
assistant was shocked. But she was also a little delighted at how the
self-centred, arrogant, chauvinistic Giles was being treated for a change.

Miss Steel garbed onto the man's hair and dragged him upwards WHACK! Her free
fist drove into his gut, winding the man and doubling him over, then she swung
her leg and took the man's feet from under him, dropping him again to the
floor and onto his back. This was quickly followed by her shoe coming down
hard into his tender region THUD! ARRRRHHHH! As punishing blow that made the
man roll around in agony, made Miss Steel smile, made the girls hands work
harder, made the boys squirm and sigh and made the assistant laugh.

In the second room was Captain Hamilton Jones-Wright, a soldier, a man of
action, a leader of men and a decorated hero. He stood there in front of the
admiring boys, a chest full of medals and more war stories to impress than he
could count. He was a real man and men's job was to fight, the Corporal girlie
here was just there to carry his bags and shines his boots for him. As the
Captain was telling the boys how he single handily captured a ... ... The door
opened and in trooped a group of girls who all made their way to one of the
empty seats next to a boy and settled down.

The Captain was flummoxed 'no one intrudes during his presentation!' He caught
sight of a teacher who was obviously with the girls "YOU! Yes you woman! What
do you mean by ... ... " SMACK! The big bad soldier was sent staggering
backwards, Miss Rankin, the big black woman certainly didn't like being spoken
to in that manner, by anyone! While the Captain still staggered backwards the
Head of Sports at the Stern Academy let her other fist fly CRUNCH! The man was
taken off his feet by the second sudden blow, or was it due to the weight of
all those medals for bravery that 'over balanced him?'

Whatever it was it had grabbed the girls watching attention and their hands
wondered to the boy sat next to them, time for some more 'hand to hand' work!
The Corporals natural reaction was to help a fallen comrade but then thought
... ... 'He's a bit of an arse so ... ... !' Miss Rankin grabbed onto the
fallen soldier, and then her strong arm pulled him up ready for her inspection
THUD! It was a one sided battle as the man was out manoeuvred and out gunned
by the tall black woman CRACK!

Her fist went into him and although her sneak attack had caught him with his
defences down he refused to go down this time, so she smashed him again. The
Captain staggered and swayed as each hammering blow took him by surprise, hurt
him and confused him as she pounded him again with her big guns! But the man
was stubborn and would not surrender, just as Miss Rankin hoped, so she
pounded him some more, but still he stood there THUD! So she hit him again,
this time he dropped down to one knee, she was breaking the man down slowly
but surely 'good!'

The girls were on their own manoeuvres as they eagerly watched, their hands
going up and down, up and down, and the boys where in all sort of problems
with their fire power. The more the black woman hammered the Captain, the more
the girls hammered home their charge and the more the boys wanted to
surrender. All the time the pretty little Corporal was sat on a stool as if it
were an observation post, watching and waiting to make her move.

Back in the first room and Miss Steel had dragged Giles up and onto his feet,
she grabbed onto stunned man and tossed him across the room, as the eager
watching girls did the same to the boys they controlled. The man stumbled at
being so easily flung around then THUD! He came to a halt having bumped into
something, or someone! Suddenly there was silence in the room, even Miss Steel
now stood there and waited.

The most horrible feeling came over Giles, if being attacked by Miss Steel
wasn't bad enough there was something new, something more terrible waiting for
him, he could feel it. Slowly he turned around and there 'OH GOD!' Giles was
looking into the most deadly, yet attractive face he knew, Ms Stern, SMACK!
And she didn't look best pleased to see him again either, Giles had always
been the little snitch at school so becoming a journalist suited him, Ms Stern
didn't like snitches either. The man looked scared, terrified, as he should
be, for Ms Stern had a few 'issues' to sort out with him, things that needed
addressing from the past THUD! ARRRRHHHHH!

In the third room Hugo was singing his own praises, which was never a good
thing as he had a terrible voice but did have a gift of screwing people over
in the music industry and making money, lots of money and all just for him. He
was accompanied by a cute young Asian woman, who was having some difficulties
getting the sound system to work "you'll have to forgive her boy's, after all
she just a girl." As he said this the door opened and in came a group of girls
and Mrs Strickland, the redheaded science teacher whose attitude and severity
was a fiery as her hair.

As the girl's once more lined in and took their positions in the empty desks
next to each of the boys, Mrs Strickland just stood there looking, she'd heard
the man's comment and was not too impressed to say the least! All the time the
nervous assistance was fiddling with the sound system that suddenly and very
loudly, the speaker burst into life. Hugo rushed over, pushed the young woman
out the way and turned it off "why you ... ... " WOOSSHH! THUD!

Mrs Strickland stepped in, she grabbed the man and a blur of a move that no
one really saw the man was taken off his feet and sent crashing down to the
floor. She quickly followed this up with a CRUNCH! ARRRHHHH! As the tip of her
stiletto came crashing down into the man groin, an appropriate signal to the
girls there to let their wondering hands now go for the boy sat next to them.

From out of nowhere Mrs Strickland suddenly had one of those metre long rulers
in her hand, the type every good science teacher has in their lab WHACK!
OOOOWWW! Now the teacher went about her experiment of 'how much pain can one
man take' SMACK! UUUHHHH! It was a 'thorough' experiment that the students
found easy to follow, and consisted of her stiletto shoes and the metre long,
hard, ruler in her hand, and the 'cause and effect' of these objects on the
male body WALLOP! AAAAAAHHHH!

When he wasn't being kicked and stomped by Mrs Strickland he was being whacked
and hammered by her. And all the time the girls where caring out their own
'experiment' into the effects of friction, with the assistance of the boys
OOOOWWWW! Hugo wasn't the only one to be getting a beating, but his pounding
was more vicious, more hurtful and more damaging that the hammering the boys
were getting. All the time the young Asian woman looked on, 'What kind of
school was this? Then again who cares so long as he gets another heel stabbed
into him and a slap from the stick.' She was getting to quite enjoy the
'experiment!'

CRUNCH! Mrs Strickland found her 'mark' again WHACK! So did her ruler, and the
science teacher was getting quite pleased with how her 'aim' had improved
since 'teaching' here at the Stern Academy!

Back in the first room and a pounding kick from the Headmistress sent Giles
flying, Ms Stern was pleased for now and turned to leave, she had others that
needed to be dealt with. This allowed Miss Steel to take over again and carry
on, and for the audience to once more enjoy the deputy Headmistress in action.

Ms Stern now moved onto the second room and the Captain, she walked in to find
him on his knees with Miss Ranking holding him by his now scruffy and bloody
uniform as she again pounded him. But when the tough soldier saw that Ms Stern
had walked in he wished he was back somewhere else fighting an enemy he could
win against. Ms Stern walked over and took over from the tall black Miss
Rankin, the Headmistress was going to enjoy revisiting this 'old acquaintance'
WHACK! The older woman now drove her skilled knees, fists and thighs into the
man, she hit him, knocked him and struck him, then she did it again, this time
with more 'vigour' and just for the hell of it. Which was greatly appreciated
by the adoring audience, Ms Stern always had this effect on the student's when
they saw her in action!

The Headmistress remembered something from back in the old days, something
special about the Captain here; the older woman grabbed onto him and hauled
him upwards. Just as he got high enough, she moved ARRRRHHHHH! She clamped her
strong thighs around his head and gripped him there in a standing
headscissors, trapped between her powerful legs. She remembered when he was
just a boy and holding him in this position always made him cry, she would
break the boy in this way, now she would break the man!

She squeezed hard and then even harder, she hurt the man and could hear him
squeal. Even with all his training and experience, with all those courses on
survival and interrogation methods he'd been on and with all his strength and
skill, these were no match for Ms Stern thighs! Soon and the Headmistress knew
that time had not changed the man, the big, bad soldier, even with all his
medals was crying like a baby as the older woman, the Headmistress, once again
broke him with her hold. He'd always been a bully at school, the one going
around picking on the younger kids and making them cry, now 'how did he like
it?' She squeezed even harder as the man started to sob uncontrollably.

In the fourth room Sebastian Keswick, a renowned chef and on the verge of
gaining his first michelin star was in the process of seeing stars as Mrs
Matthews the Head of the Cookery Department, or was it Domestic Science?, had
smashed a quite heavy looking pan across his face. The tall brunette had one
of those aprons on with the large front pocket SMACK! And after every hit she
brought something else out of that pocket to use on him, 'a streak
tenderiser?' WALLOP! The man was hurt, dazed and bloody, but his eye
immediately widened when the woman produced a meat clever out of that pocket!
Much to the delight of the watching schoolgirls and the normally
underappreciated trainee chef, who were all willing Mrs Matthews on, there was
even a low chant of 'sink the rabbit.'

In the fifth room Walter Clarkin, a published archaeologist, and sometime
presenter of little known TV programmes was being sat on by the good looking
mature Ms Young. The school's History teacher had started her own collection
of medieval torture instruments and after knocking the man down to the floor
and straddling him she had produced an interesting 'item!' The archaeologist
knew the device she held up high and called out for help, but only received a
burst of giggles from the watching girls, everyone, except him, knew no one
would help a man, here! Even the archaeologist assistant was very keen to see
just how this instrument worked in reality; she had only seen examples of them
in books before. The girls tightened their grip on the boys as Ms Young now
attached the devise CLAMP! ARRRRRHHHHH!

In the sixth room Malcolm was slapped harshly by the female in front of him
SMACK! Well in truth she was a schoolgirl, but not just any schoolgirl, this
was Trixie the ponytailed pretty brunette and one of the deadly duo of Head
Girl's at the Stern Academy. The man staggered backwards and was spun around
by the force of the blow and straight into the flying foot of Dixie THUD! The
second of the deadly duo and the good looking pigtailed blond Head Girl. This
successful educational phycologist was stunned, both physically by the girls
striking him, and mentally as he could not understand what was happing to him
and why.

'Why would two attractive, very attractive, schoolgirls, dressed in tight
uniformed that showed off their well-developed bodies want to inflict pain,
hurt and female dominance onto him?' WHACK! SMACK! Dixie's high kick had sent
the man back to Trixie who in turn struck Malcolm and delivered him right back
to her friend. 'Why indeed?' The phycologist's assist was intrigued as to the
motivation behind these two 'wonderful' girls' , what made them lash out, just
like Trixie's boot had lashed out and hit the man, what made the girls strike
out in this way, as Dixie struck the man taking him down to his knees.

What indeed made these girls do this? More to the point the assistance wanted
to know what made her like it so much? 'Who cares!' The young female
assistance wasn't bothered, when the girls are this good looking and they are
beating the man that's a right pain as your boss, you don't care, you just
want to take the girls away and 'thank them, Properly!'

Trixie and Dixie reached down and each grabbed onto one of the man's arms as
he knelt there, completely shattered and broken, on the floor. The other girls
that were watching were all very excited as they hoped that the Head Girls
would finish off with their signature move. Trixie and Dixie hauled up the man
onto his feet, still holding him by his now outstretched arm; the Head Girl's
had him a crucifix position, ready to finish him. The other schoolgirls got
more excited, as did their hands, 'yes it was coming!'

Trixie and Dixie each stepped back, still holding the stunned man by his arms
and WHACK! CRACK! Trixie left leg came shooting up while Dixie right leg came
storming up and at the same moment a foot from each girl struck the man's jaw,
his head shot backwards then catapulted forwards again. His whole body went
limp as the girls released their hold on his arms, he dropped like a stone
down onto his knees then fell forward straight to the floor and straight on
his face.

There was a gasp of delight and amazement from the watching girls and the
assistance, and a sigh of relief from the boys, as it wasn't just the
phycologist who had 'lost it' at that moment! The man was down and out cold,
the boys were empty and exhausted, the schoolgirls were overjoyed at seeing
their Head Girls in action, and the female assistance was more than ready to
thank Trixie and Dixie, in person, for what they had done.

The phycology assistance pulled the sexy blond and brunette schoolgirl's over
to her; she quickly suggested they went for an all-girl 'therapy session' to
discuss the Head Girls deep feelings about what they had done! "Or I can just
fuck the pair of you?" Trixie and Dixie smiled, they knew what they wanted!

The rest of the 'Careers Day' went well as Ms Stern moved from room to room
re-introducing herself to her old pupils. The Headmistress went back and forth
along the corridor visiting each of the classrooms to see how each of the
guest speakers was doing. She watched, and joined in, as Miss Steel smacked,
slapped and spanked Giles, as Miss Rankin pounded and hammered the Captain and
as Ms Young tortured and terrified Walter. The Headmistress enjoyed the
display of young female dominance by her Head Girls and how Mrs Matthews's
unorthodox methods destroyed Sebastian. She saw how each of these 'successful
men' now shrinked into a pathetic, whimpering, shaking, useless male failure.
All things considered Ms Stern was rather impressed with her plan.

The teaching staff were quite an inspiration to the girls at the school, and
the girls showed their appreciation of how well their teachers performed by
not leaving a single boy there who also hadn't 'fully' shown his appreciation
as well! The careers day had been a triumph, the boy's and girl's alike had
all seen that even the most successful and 'superior' man was no match for a
woman, especially a woman from the Stern Academy!

Much later after all the female members of staff had completed their own
'evaluation' of the male guest speaker performance and given a comprehensive
assessment of the careers opportunities available to both boys and girls, the
careers day was over, well almost. The girls had all gone back to their
'normal' studies, each with a much clearer understand of how a female can
succeed in the 'male world'. And after all the boys had been dragged away to
have their own well deserved break, Ms Stern walked up and down the corridor
with all those rooms in it.

As she walked down past each room, she stood there in the corridor and peered
over the frosted glass in the door and into the room. She watched as the young
Asian assistant to Hugo was whipping him with the large long lead from his
sound system, then as she wrapped it around his neck and chocked him with it.
Ms Stern moved on to watch how Chef Sebastian Keswick's young trainee was
scaring the hell out of him as she was wielding a set of knives that Mrs
Mathews had left behind. The Chef was terrified his meat and two veg would be
the next thing on the menu!

Ms Stern carried on and was pleased to see how all the female 'junior's and
assistances' that she had asked to accompany the guests speaker had now taken
control of the men, just as she had hoped they would. In the room that the
phycologist Malcolm had taken his 'session' in everything was quiet, as the
man lay unconscious on the floor. His assistant had already been given some
tips by Trixie and Dixie and she'd been very keen to try them out, and by the
looks of it with great success. Plus Ms Stern had seen the good looking
assistance with an arm around Trixie on one side and her other arm around
Dixie on her other side being led away by the Head Girls to ... ... ... Well
whatever they were up to the Headmistress was sure they would be having fun.

But there was one room and one speaker in particular that Ms Stern was keen to
see again. She made her way back to the second room in the corridor and looked
in through the door to see how the Captain was doing! The watching schoolgirls
and exhausted boys had all left the room, Miss Rankin had departed, dragging a
couple of boys with her back to the gym, and that just left the Captain alone
with the female Corporal.

The Corporal was a small girl, small compared with the big burly Captain, and
as everyone had left she got down off her stool and moved in closer to the
embarrassed, hurt and snivelling man, her boss, her superior, her leader! The
woman walked around the fallen man as he lay on the ground in his defeated
form, she didn't pity him, she didn't sympathies with him, she didn't even
like him! She carried on walking slowly around him as he started to make is
way up off the floor and onto his knees.

Ms Stern watched and could see that this woman was cool, calculated and
hopeful she had a callus streak to her. As she walked around the Corporal
pulled out the camouflaged shirt she was wearing, unbuttoned it and took it
off, revealing a tight green t-shirt that hugged her trim body, that Ms Stern
liked. The shirt dropped to the floor which was followed by the girl's hat,
she stopped in front of the man's head, and he'd obviously seen her boots, so
looked up. The Captain's eyes moved up from the shiny boots to the combat
trousers, then the thick green belt and up to the strong body that was covered
by the green t-shirt. He looked up at her face and probably saw it properly
for the first time, she was attractive in a very hard way, her lips, nose and
eyes where all very ... .ARRRRRHHHHH!

The Corporal reached down and grabbed the Captain by his head, pulling him up
but still made the man stay on his knees. In that one moment the superior male
Captain was now subordinate to the junior female Corporal and she liked that
feeling! She had watched as Miss Rakin had hurt and pounded the man and also
how Ms Stern had controlled and humiliated him, she thought she could probably
do both WHACK!

The Corporal smacked a backhand across his face, it felt good as the man
winced and whimpered SMACK! It felt even better a second time around. The she
took a step backwards and lifted her boot up, the Captain half expected it to
strike out at him, but it didn't. The boot was 'placed' firmly onto his chest,
and then the woman applied the pressure and used it to push him backwards.
Still on his knees the Captain was forced back by the girl's boot. She made
him lean further and further backwards, until she was satisfied he was in the
right position, then she took her boot away and stepped forward. She steeped
across and over him, straddling the man as he bent backwards, until she got in
just the right position.

He was on his knees, body bent backwards with his head now gripped in-between
the young woman's legs, her thighs now held his head making the man look up at
her in great pain and discomfort as she looked down at him. She held him in
that standing headscissor lock, looking deep into his pathetic eyes and it was
the first time she'd seen up-close fear in a man's eyes, and was very pleased
that it was 'his' eyes she saw it in.

As she looked down at him in that most controlling and commanding of positions
she smiled and then flexed her thighs, the man squealed, his whole body shock
with discomfort. She squeezed again, this time there was a wincing of pain,
she squeezed even harder and thought she could see a moist area in the corner
of his screwed up eye. 'Could she make him cry like the Headmistress had?' She
squeezed her thighs again, the Corporal was going to try her hardest to make
the Captain cry and she'd enjoy doing it!

Ms Stern carried on watching as the young female Corporal had the older male
Captain bent backwards in the standing headscissor hold, she was impressed
with the young woman, she showed a lot of promise. But for now the
Headmistress would leave the soldiers to their 'manoeuvres', all of this had
quite worked the older woman up, now she needed to go and 'enjoy' herself, but
who with?

A few minutes later and Ms Stern walked into Rachel's office; the secretary
was sat on her desk with an arm around George on one side of her and her other
arm around Georgina who was on the other side. All three of them looked up at
the Headmistress, who had the sexiest grin on her face, Racheal smile she knew
what that grin meant! The Headmistress walked up to the three of them, she
placed a hand on Georgina's pretty face and a hand on George's cute face
"right then where shall we begin?" The door to the school's secretary's office
was closed shut and wouldn't open again for a while yet!

Much, much later and Ms Stern was sat in her office, her chair was spun around
from her desk as she looked out towards the car parking area. It was almost
the end of the day and the Careers event was all but over now. It had been a
great success and so many girls had been inspired and well informed by it, and
so many men had been brought back down to earth and put in their proper place.
The Headmistress watched as the group of guest speakers where all now heading
towards their cars and off.

There was the sweet Asian woman who was using one of the speaker cables as a
lead around Hugo's neck, dragging him alone towards the car. Then there was
Chef Sebastian who scurried along in front of his assistant, the woman walked
slowly and with confidence, knowing that this man would now do everything she
said, without question, or else! The trainee phycologist opened the boot of
her car and kicked Malcolm, who immediately jumped in, knowing exactly what
his place was now. She closed the boot on him and turned to give the gorgeous
Trixie and sensational Dixie a goodbye kiss as the Head Girls had come to see
her off.

Ms Stern turned back to her desk and looked at the piece of paper in front of
her, it was a request form to join the school as a trainee teacher and was
signed by the delightful female Corporal. There was a whimpering sound from
under the Headmistress desk "Quiet boy or else!" Ms Stern strong legs gripped
hold of the 'boy' under her desk, the Captain was about to whipper again but
knew he shouldn't as the strong, firm thighs of Ms Stern once more gripped
around his head and squeezed. How long could he hold out for this time? Ms
Stern looked at her watch, she wondered how long before she could make the man
cry again? She timed herself and squeezed those powerful thighs hard ... ...
ARRRRRHHHHH!