The Pre Date Procedure Ch. 04

Miss Watts was seated at her new and extremely expensive Italian-designed desk. It was one of the provisions that had been paid for by the college board of governors. In fact their generosity for the new facility had been so magnanimous that Miss Watts would have been quite surprised at their sudden munificence, had it not been for her certain knowledge that they had received a grant from the PDPS state fund, which had more than covered the new expense.

The new facility would be opening its doors for the first time this evening. The opening was timed to coincide with the Randolph College annual ball, which would be the premier social event of this elite college.

Miss Watts was well aware that the ball would be a much happier affair for the young girls of the college - and would probably be, at the very least, most embarrassing for the young boys.

The Pre-dating Procedural Service had been quickly assimilated into the college social welfare program. The college headmistress had taken the new initiative on board, as soon as it had been proposed. She was a stalwart and enthusiastic supporter of women's rights -- and Miss Watts thought, not without some liking for having an entirely unprecedented amount of control over the young men of the college.

The first time that Miss. Watts had learned about the PDPS and its various aims and procedures had been nine months ago. She had in the course of her duties as Pastoral tutor and Liaison officer of Randolph College, received paperwork on the government's solution to reducing the occurrence of date rape within the state.

The implication of the initiative was for educational establishments, having students within the eighteen to twenty-one age groups, to provide a facility, funded by the PDPS, which would curb the sexual activities of male students and lessen their sexual inclinations and demands upon the females of the college.

The paperwork had been quite vague on how this was to be achieved. But Miss. Watts, true to her responsible nature, had enquired further, asking for more information of the courses that the PDPS would provide for participating colleges.

Camilla Watts would not have said of herself that she was an ambitious person. However, she did believe in doing her duty, both diligently and effectively. When the PDPS had received her enquiry they had telephoned immediately to arrange her enrolment. She had not known that the photograph of herself, she had been obliged to enclose with her application, had taken her application to the top of the list.

She had been rather surprised at the speed and persuasiveness of the PDPS in getting her to enrol for an immediate course. However she felt it her duty to fully understand any changes to the laws that would affect the school.

Duly, she had enrolled in their course of sixteen night classes. She had had to drive into the city, a distance of thirty-five miles. But had, in her usual fashion, accepted the extra challenge with the same dutiful attitude that was inherent in her character. She had not thought to mention her enrolment to other staff in the college. It was for Camilla just a necessary extra duty that she thought would be required of any College Pastoral Care Officer.

Camilla had never considered herself to be physically beautiful, although she would not deny that her face and figure were attractive. She had no husband or regular boyfriend -- and had found what relationships that she had had, to have been less than satisfactory. So it had been no imposition to her social life, to be able to arrive at the offices of the PDPS at the appointed time for her first night class.

Her first introduction to the course at the PDPS had been a revelation to her. Of course, in her duties as Pastoral Care Officer at the college, she had counselled many young boys and had had to be witness to many bared-bottom canings. However her initiation into the Pre dating Procedural Service had left her breathless and astonished.

The course leader, a Mrs. Lawrence, had greeted her warmly to her small office. Mrs Lawrence was a woman of about forty-five years old. She was extremely attractive with clear intelligent eyes that, Camilla thought, seemed perceptive and rather amused. Her dark tailored jacket and skirt revealed a figure that was shapely and well toned.

She had seemed delighted to see Camilla and having seated her, had introduced her to the aims and procedures of the service. Her description of the service had been couched in quite ambiguous terms, much of it dealing with the legal and logistical side of the work.

Camilla had listened with careful attention to everything that had been said to her. She had been surprised and intrigued when learning the full extent of the judicial powers that the PDPS held within the government of the state... and now, it seemed, also within the education system. Camilla had several questions that she would have liked to ask Mrs. Lawrence. However before Camilla could voice her queries, Mrs. Lawrence had gently put her hand upon Camilla's shoulder and interrupted her train of thought.

"Now I know that you will have lots of questions about our work, my dear, but just be patient. First, there is a questionnaire that I would like you to fill out."

She gave Camilla a warm smile as she pushed the sheaf of forms towards her.

"I would like you to give your full attention to the questions and answer them openly and truthfully. I will leave you alone to do that. You have lots of time... so I would like full and explicit answers please."

As Mrs. Lawrence left the office, Camilla studied the forms in front of her. Having filled out the first two pages of standard information about herself, she turned to the third page.

She began to read, her face suddenly flushing to a pink blush as she looked at the questions. The questions were entirely of a sexual nature and enquired of her attitude towards a variety of intimate situations. Camilla's embarrassment was almost palpable by the time she had finished filling out the questionnaire. She had never been asked to reveal so much of her inner feelings before... and as she sat back she wondered why they would want such information.

Mrs. Lawrence returned to the office only seconds after Miss Watts had laid down her pen. She looked at Camilla and smiled and held up her hand.

"Now bear with me for a few moments." Mrs. Lawrence smiled kindly. She sifted through the forms, quickly making sure that all the questions had been answered fully and reading the answers of one or two of the more explicit ones before she spoke again.

"Well, Miss. Watts, rather than deal with your questions verbally, I am going to show you the true extent of the PDPS. If you would like to come with me, perhaps I can enlighten you a little further."

She led the rather bewildered Camilla into another room, which was equipped with several comfy leather chairs facing a large flat-screen television.

"Now I have told you about some of the aims of the service, which might have seemed quite vague. However now I will introduce you to the practical aspects of the PDPS, which will leave you in no doubt as to the import of our work. If you would like to watch the screen please. Oh... and do listen to what is being said. Words are a very important part of the PDPS stratagem. "

The screen went from black to a scene that had Camilla opening her mouth in disbelief. Two young girls, dressed in the uniform of the PDPS security guards were escorting a naked boy into a large tiled room. The boy was moving reluctantly, his face was bright red and his lips were trembling.

The architecture of the room was very modern. It was equipped with a plethora of medical equipment, which was all of the latest design. In the centre of the room stood an examination table with its stirrups already mounted high and wide.

The picture on the screen was in high-definition and Camilla could see that the slender body of the young man was completely bereft of hair. His freshly bared genitalia seemed to accent the jut of penis, which was semi-erect and stood forward from his bulging scrotum.

The girls seemed quite unmoved by the boy's distress as they held his wrists firmly and ushered the blushing youth at a quick march. They stood him in the centre of the room and quickly placed his hands upon the top of his head.

Camilla sat and watched with increasing excitement and disbelief at what she saw upon the screen. Her demure face began to blush as she began to realize what was about to happen. She watched in fascination as two young nurses entered the room. Following behind the nurses, was a young woman, who moved to stand in front of the boy.

The woman, who was obviously in charge of the proceedings, was dressed in a smart business suit that might have been suitable for work in the city, had it not been for the black leather paddle she held in her hand. She smiled at one of the nurses as she spoke softly to her.

"A chair, please nurse!"

The woman turned her attention to the blushing boy as she began to address him.

"Now Oliver you have been a very naughty and disobedient little boy and I am sorry to hear that I have to punish you before I start your extractions. The nurses tell me that you were quite uncooperative while you were being prepared... so I have no alternative but to administer a sound spanking to that pretty little bottom of yours. You know that if you are disobedient again, that I will double the strokes. So you had better be a very good boy from now on." She looked behind her to see that the nurse had placed the hard-backed chair in a suitable position. "Come along Oliver, over my knees now."

Mrs. Lawrence, observed Camilla carefully as the demure young tutor watched the scenario unfolding before her. She could see that there was a genuine frisson of excitement upon her face as she gave her full attention to the happenings upon the screen.

The film was just over one hour long and Mrs. Lawrence had plenty of time to both, read the questionnaire and to observe every nuance of her young protégé's reaction to the images being displayed to her.

Although Camilla was dressed conservatively, Mrs. Lawrence noticed that the young tutor was indeed very shapely. Her torso was slender and yet her breasts were full and firm. She had noticed on several occasions that Camilla would pull her cardigan together, perhaps trying to hide the fact that she did not need or wear a bra. Mrs. Lawrence was certainly aware that the young woman's nipples had hardened with excitement as she sat and watched the television screen.

She waited until the film had finished, aware that Camilla had been completely absorbed by what she had seen. She had decided that the demure and seemingly naïve Camilla Watts would make an ideal PDPS administrator. She had noted that the girl had shown excitement at the merciless milking of the young man on the screen - and also that she had seemed to derive pleasure from the image of the young boy being soundly spanked with the regulation paddle.

Mrs. Lawrence could see that Camilla was embarrassed as she looked intently at her. Perhaps Camilla had realised that her sexual arousal had not gone unnoticed. Mrs. Lawrence ignored the young woman's blushing face as she spoke to her, knowing the tasks that she would soon be required to perform.

"Well Camilla dear, would you like to follow me through to the medical facility next door. I would like to get you started on your practical training. Tonight we have three young men for you to practice on. You will find that my staff are all expert teachers... and they will instruct you in how to handle these cocky young men, so you need have no concerns. During the progress of this course, you will learn every method of semen extraction. You will also learn how to administer punishment and how to properly subjugate these young men so that they are no longer a sexual threat to the girls of the colleges."

She paused for a moment and slipped her arm around Camilla's waist. "Oh and by the way, the young lady that you saw on screen, was only in her second week of training"

Before Camilla could reply, they had passed through the doorway into the same medical facility that she had observed in the film.

Mrs. Lawrence ignored the complete look of shock upon Camilla's face as she continued.

"Now the first young man that you are going to see will be fully dressed, so we will start with the correct procedure for stripping him. These young boys are often recalcitrant when they are first stripped, so this first part of the procedure will usually require you to administer at least ten strokes of the paddle."

Mrs. Lawrence had a hard job of keeping a straight face as she saw Camilla suddenly blush with embarrassment. She put her arm around her slender shoulders as she continued.

"I would imagine Camilla that this is going to be the first time that you have had a naked young man lying over your knees while you spank his tender young bottom."

It was one month later, in the early evening that Camilla was once again seated in front of Mrs. Lawrence. They had become firm friends during the intensive PDPS course... and Camilla knew that she would miss the company of Jane Lawrence and her staff.

"Well Camilla, you have certainly been a star pupil. We have all been most impressed with your understanding of the psyche of the young men that you have had to deal with during the last four weeks.

Your physical manipulation has been exemplary and diligent. But I think that your intuitive and innate sense of what will embarrass and humiliate a young man goes far beyond what we had expected from you. I think that we both know that you have learned a great deal about yourself - and I know that you will find that this will, not only make you a first class administrator, but will bring you far greater happiness within your personal life."

She watched the colour rise in Camilla's cheeks as she continued.

"You blush so prettily Camilla... and of course, that is very much part of your charm. You have learned that, beneath that demure exterior of yours... you are a dominant young woman. You enjoy the subjugation of the male and you derive great sexual gratification from it."

Jane watched Camilla blush once more.

"It is a rare combination that you possess. You show kindness and concern for these young boys... and yet at the same time, you are able to carry out their punishments and subjugate them in such a way that they are completely malleable to your will."

Although Camilla was blushing prettily, she knew that what Jane Lawrence had said was true. She had, over the last four weeks, realised the true and intense pleasure that she derived from subjugating young boys. She was fortunate enough to have been completely honest with herself and felt that she owed Jane the same courtesy.

She looked at her new friend and smiled shyly.

"I know Jane. I have learned so much about myself that I can't thank you enough. It has been a revelation to me and has made me so content within myself. I hope you won't mind if I come and see you from time to time. You... and the girls of course, are the only people who know my innermost thoughts. It is comforting to be able to talk openly about these things - and to have someone who knows and understands me so perfectly. I aim to keep my secrets... erm my predilections and pleasures to myself... or at least between a close circle of friends and perhaps some of my female work colleagues."

Jane Lawrence smiled at Camilla and rose from her chair. "Well Camilla, let's go through into the examination room. Before we bring our first young man in I know that one of the nurses has a little present for you."

Camilla was surprised to see that all the nurses and security guards were present and were smiling at her as she entered the modern medical facility. Camilla blushed as she realised that they were smiling at her with great affection, as if it were perhaps a birthday surprise... and she was the birthday girl.

Phoebe, the youngest of the nurses stepped forward and touched her gently on the cheek as she spoke sweetly.

"As this is your last night here, we would like to give you a present. Will you let us give it to you personally... erm, as it is rather personal." Phoebe giggled as Camilla showed her surprise.

"Well of course, but you needn't have bothered, you know I have been so happy coming here for the last month... and you have all made me so welcome."

Phoebe giggled again and touched her hand to Camilla's cheek again, this time stroking the backs of her fingers downward to curve of her neck.

"I knew you wouldn't disappoint us Camilla, you are such a lovely person. Now first of all, you will have to get undressed... completely."

Camilla blushed furiously, her pretty cheeks colouring up to a pretty pink.

"What... erm what do you want me to do that for?"

Phoebe giggled and looked at her mischievously under her long eyelashes. "Now don't spoil our little surprise. We want you to take your clothes off... all of them."

Camilla looked helplessly towards Jane. She could see that she was smiling mischievously too. In mock despair she began to take off her cardigan.

"I don't know what this is all about, but I have a feeling that you are going to embarrass me." Camilla could not help smiling ruefully as the girls stood around her.

"Don't worry," Phoebe said as she reached for the cardigan. "We will help you."

Camilla could not help blushing again as one of the guards stood behind her and gently slipped the thin woollen jumper upwards. Her delicate fingers seemed to caress Camilla, as the garment slid up over her breasts and was pulled carefully over her head.

Camilla shivered as her bare breasts were exposed to the cool air of the room. She could feel slender fingers around her waist, as the girls unfastened her long skirt. Gently they exposed her, making her lift her feet until she was standing in just her brief panties.

Phoebe stepped forward and placed her slender fingers into the waist of the V-string panties. "Oh how pretty, you naughty girl. I just knew you would be wearing something sexy."

Camilla could not help herself from shivering and blushing as Phoebe slid the garment down her legs, until they were at her ankles. Daintily, Camilla lifted her feet one by one as she was divested of the lacy garment.

She stood naked in the classic pose. One arm was placed across her full breasts as she shielded the completely nude flesh of her pubic mound with her other hand.

Phoebe giggled delightedly as she observed the naked beauty of the young girl.

"I just knew that you would be quite beautiful beneath those loose-fitting clothes." She moved closer to Camilla and kissed her gently upon the lips.

"Don't be shy, we are all so dying to see you. Take your hands away, you know that you are quite delicious."

Camilla blushed again, but let her hand fall to her sides. She stood like a classic statute, with her right knee bent and relaxed against her left leg.

Her torso seemed to be far too slender to support the full firm breasts that were now so proudly exposed. Her waist was tiny and yet her hips flared to a beautifully proportioned breadth.

Phoebe could not help herself from looking down at the beautiful plump mound between the young girl's thighs.

"You are exquisite, there is no other word for it. Please turn around, so we can see your beautiful bottom. Please Camilla."

Camilla blushed, but slowly turned in obedience to Phoebe's request. Suddenly she felt herself blushing again as Jane Lawrence looked at her appreciatively.

Almost laughing, Jane spoke to Phoebe. "Come along then Phoebe, stop teasing and show Camilla her present."

Although Camilla was embarrassed at her forced nudity, she could not help smiling as Jane admonished the young nurse.