Extract from Regime

Annabelle came striding out after me. She was in full uniform, immaculate, except for a slightly smudge where her perfectly polished boot had come into contact with my flesh.

'Stand to attention! Shoulders back, chest out!' she roared. 'Get your arms away from your tits!'

I obeyed, fast. My thigh was already smarting, and I was sure there'd be a bruise coming up. Kicking me seemed really unfair, but I wasn't going to complain. She walked up to me, looking down at my near naked body with an expression of disgust. I was shivering with shock, cold too, and I could feel my nipples poking out through the holes in my vest.

Her stick was about three feet long, of polished wood and thicker than the cane she'd used on me. She began to poke me with it, adjusting my stance until it was to her satisfaction, then walked around me, inspecting at me. I kept thinking she was going to hit me with the stick, but in the end she put the brass tip under my chin, tilting my head up until I was looking into her eyes.

'You will remain here,' she said. 'You will remain here and you will not move, until you are ordered to do so. Is that clear?'

'Yes, Miss,' I answered.

'Yes, Sergeant!' she screamed and brought the baton around, really hard onto the back of my thighs.

I went down, clutching at legs and gasping with the sudden pain.

'Get up!' she yelled. 'You are pathetic, Birch, a grovelling little worm! What are you?'

'Pathetic, M... Sergeant, a grovelling little worm.'

I thought she was going to hit me again but she stopped and once more tilted my chin up.

'You will obey orders,' she went on. 'You will obey them without hesitation or comment. You will do what you are told, when you are told to do it. For now, stay here.'

'Yes, Sergeant,' I answered.

She ducked quickly down, snatching hold of my panties and jerking them to my knees to leave my bum and pussy showing as well as my boobs, just as I'd imagined it in my fantasy. With that she left, walking briskly back into the house. I stayed still, feeling bewildered, and silly too, standing there in my vest with my panties at half-mast. My humiliation was welling up, fast, and I already felt close to tears.

My only consolation was that there was nobody to watch me in my embarrassment, well, only Mabel, but that was bad enough, with her huge brown eyes staring placidly at my near naked body. On the other hand I was pretty sure that if Annabelle wasn't watching me from the house then Marcus would be.

I had no way of gauging the time, except to watch the sun climb slowly into the sky beyond a bank of scrub. It was still cold, and I was covered in goose-pimples, while my nipples just wouldn't go down. I needed the loo too, and was wondering if Annabelle's sadism extended to me extended to expecting me to do it into my lowered panties. I was fairly sure I knew the answer, and I wouldn't have dared move, but Marcus appeared before it was too late. I stiffened up, trying not to squirm my thighs together.

He was in the same smart blue and red uniform as before, and like Annabelle he had a baton, shorter but even thicker. I tried not to look at it, expecting it to be applied to my bum or legs at any moment. He didn't hit me, but gave me the same lingering inspection as she had, walking slowly around me. My bladder was getting bad, and worse, I could feel pressure up my bottom, which was bad news.

I could imagine it all coming out, and the thought was making my face burn, but I was determined not to give the game way. One thing I was pretty sure of; if I asked to relieve myself he'd let me, in my panties. He'd also probably leave me standing there in a puddle of my own mess and call Annabelle out to see. Then I'd get punished for it.

So I stayed still, staring dead ahead and trying desperately not to squirm. Twice Marcus walked around me, peering at my naked body from inches away. When he was behind me the second time he took a handful of my bum, squeezing it and kneading the flesh before slipping a finger down between my cheeks to tickle my anus and push briefly into the little hole. I held still, my face scarlet with blushes, praying he wasn't going to decided to sodomise me, not with the state I was in.

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