Mistress Halliwell

At that moment Connie wanted nothing more than to vanish into the wallpaper, yet she knew that if she did turn completely away and face the wall it would draw the attention of Mistress Halliwell or Reece.

She settled on looking in the general direction of Mistress Halliwell. After all, it had seemed like she was more facilitating Reece than taking part in the debauchery so she let her eyes wander over to the older woman.

Mistress Halliwell was leaning against the door to the room, her arms crossed in a pose that made her look more like a dock worker than a learned woman of breeding. Her eyes were narrowed, her lips drawn back in a cat-like grin as she watched Reece finish stripping off Mary.

She finally noticed Connie watching her and gestured her over. She moved without thinking about it, her mind feeling full of cotton wool and her heart fit to burst in her chest.

“This is your first time on the Detail, am I right?” She asked in a low purr.

Connie nodded, not trusting herself to speak as she heard the sound of Reece forcing himself inside Mary with a pig-like grunt.

“Well, you needn’t worry too badly,” She went on, her eyes flickering to the scene before her. “Usually you would be in Lizzy’s shoes but they make an exception for first offences. You will get to see the many varied ways you can be punished at this school today but no one will touch you.” She straightened up then, her eyes flashing with dark fire as she leaned in close, “Unless you want them to of course.”

Connie didn’t have a chance to reply as Mister Haliwell turned towards Reece and Mary.

“We have a class in twenty minutes and you need to be cleaned up!” Her voice, suddenly a perfect school mistress clip. “Finish up already!”

The sound from the bed took on a new fervour for a few moments before she heard a long groan from Reece followed by a sigh.

“Get dressed and get out.” Mistress Halliwell commanded as she pulled open the door and Connie marched into the other room without stopping to think.

She only had to wait five minutes for the other two girls to return, neither of them made conversation as they headed back down to the kitchens. Her stomach turning flips at the thought of what else she was going to see today, the thought none of the violations would be practised on her providing little in the way of comfort.