Other Institutions: The Jackson School For Girls: Chapter 3

UNDERWEAR INSPECTIONS BEGIN.

Over the next week Jack concentrated on breaking Roses will completely and he achieved this by continually humiliating her in various ways. She was made to wear both her daughters underwear on a regular basis. This she found extremely difficult, especially Jeans, where the size difference gave her constant discomfort. The effect of Jeans Bra was making her look flat and disjointed under her own clothes. The marks from the small Bra were digging into her skin and making her very sore. She had asked Jack if she could put some cream on, but all that did was earn her another strapping. She was very afraid of Jack by this time, and it was at this point that he decided to make his move to bring the girls into his games. Rose was given the weekend to explain to the girls the situation with Jack. The false diplomas and the digital photos were all to be explained. She was to show them the strap, which she was to explain was used on her whenever she did not do as she was told. Jack thought this would be a good way of breaking the ice.

He knew the girls would rebel, but was wise enough to know that when they realised the hold he had over their Mother, they would be far less likely to give him a major problem. He kept in touch by phone over the weekend, and was told about their tantrums, and their threats to go to the Police. He kept guiding by phone and by Sunday evening he decided to test the waters. Rose was told to tell the girls that he would be at the house at 7 pm and that he was going to explain how the new regime was going to work. He had an idea they would rebel, so Rose had to tell them that if they were late or one or both did not turn up then all false papers would be given to the Police. Jack new this his trump card, plus the fact their Mother would be begging them not to do anything foolish.

Jack let himself into the house and found only Rose in the lounge. "Where are the girls". He wanted to know. "Go and get the strap, it looks like you've earned a thrashing". Rose panicked and assured him they were upstairs. "Please Sir let me go and get them". Jack slapped Rose hard across the face. "Do as you were told, that little outburst has just cost you".

Rose ran over to where the strap was kept, and brought it back to Jack. "Strip naked and bend over, knees wide and grip you're your hands around your legs". Rose was in turmoil. Her daughters were upstairs, they had rebelled all weekend, and know she was being told to strip for a strapping. After her failed pleadings, she began to strip. Within a few minutes she was naked. She still covered herself with her hands, something jack found cute. He loved the look on her face when he told her to put her hands by her side so that he could look at her pussy and Tits. The crude words were hard for her to take, and this gave him extra pleasure. When she took up the required pose, his loins began to stir. It was a wonderful sight. He circled her, reaching out every now and then, to touch and prod various parts of her body. She was gently whimpering, to frightened to say or do anything. CRACK. He brought the strap down hard on the back of her right thigh, and the scream she let out was heart rendering. Just what he wanted, as he wanted the noise to travel upstairs to where the girls were. He waited a minute, listening to the scurrying upstairs, the sound of the footsteps coming downstairs. Both girls ran into the room screaming and cursing. "One more step from either of you and the strapping will continue". Jack screamed at the top of his voice. He brought the strap above his head as if to emphasise the point. It had the desired effect and both girls stopped. In front of him he had two very angry young ladies, but he also had one very frightened Mother and that was his trump card. "Go over to the sofa, both of you and stand in front of it Jack screamed". No one moved, so he simply raised the strap and brought it down hard on the same thigh. Rose let out an agonising scream, and struggled to keep her balance. Jack gave her another belt, this time on the other thigh, and her scream was deafening. He looked at the girls. "This will continue until you do as you are told". With that he gave her another belt, this time causing her to lose her balance. "Get back into position woman". He screamed at her. Rose was terrified as she scampered up and retook her position. Jack watched as both girls stood in front of the sofa wandering what to do. They were mortified at having seen their naked Mother thrashed with a belt. The angry young women were beside themselves, but at a loss what to do. He walked over to them and sat down on the sofa. "Glad you could join us ladies, although I am sure your Mother would have preferred you to have been on time. isn't that so Rose". Rose was still in her undignified position. "yes Sir". Was all she could say. "Stand up and come and join us Rose, come stand beside your daughters". Rose gently got up, and gingerly walked over to join her daughters. She stood there, her hands down by her side facing Jack and next to her daughters, a defeated woman. "Cover yourself up with your hands woman, have you no modesty, The girls have probably never seen you like this before Eh girls". All that was coming out of the girls were sobs. There world had just been turned upside down by this middle aged man.

"Now lets get this straight from the word go, when I ask you a question I expect an answer, I know this will take some getting used to, but get used to it you will, make no mistake about that. The strap can and will be used on you whenever you cross me, but for now it will be easier for me to punish your Mother for your mistakes. Do I make myself clear". There was total silence in the room except for the sound of sobbing. "Oh dear Rose this could be a long night for you, go and bend over again, your daughters refusal to answer has cost you a belt". Rose started to turn round. "Don't hit her anymore, for gods sake what is this". It was Jean who had spoken. "Are you going to be good". Clare ran at him, but he was too fast for her, and grabbed her by her arms. "You have just earned your Mother a severe thrashing". He threw Clare to the ground and began to thrash Rose with awful severity. Her screams were deafening, and they frightened the young girls. Before long the room was full of sobbing women. Rose was in agony. She had taken a severe thrashing and Jack let her daughters hug her as they all cried in each others arms.

"Now are we going to be good or do I continue". They begged him not to hit their Mother again and promised him they would be good. Jack grinned as he told them today started the beginning of the rest of their lives, and that as long as they did as they were told, then they would be fine. Rose was told to stand next to her daughters, and he looked at the line of women in front of him. Jean Chapman aged 17. Clare Chapman aged 19, and a very naked Rose Chapman aged 36.

Rose had stopped in her tracks when she heard the girls say they would be good, hoping for a reprieve. Not so. "Rose you were told to go and bend over, do it now". Shouted Jack. Rose sobbed as she walked to the centre of the room, and took up the degrading position. "That's better, Girls I will go easy on you tonight, seeing as you are new to all this. But make no mistake obedience is what I am after and that is exactly what I will get. With that he walked over to Rose and brought the strap down hard on the right side of her bottom. She screamed and danced, and her daughters put their hands up to their mouths and cried. "Do I give her more or are wed going to be good". "Yes, Yes we will be good, don't hit her anymore, please don't hit her anymore". Jack sauntered over to the sofa. He felt good, this was going better than he thought. Sitting down, he told Rose to join them. Slowly, slowly was going to be his policy. "Because the girls have agreed to be good I am going to allow you to put your Bra and Panties back on. Rose was so relieved that she thanked him, suddenly realising that she had actually thanked him because he had given her permission to wear her underwear.

"See girls I hope you noticed there that your Mother was grateful for what I was allowing her to do, and felt it her duty to thank me. Watch and learn girls, it may save you in the long run".

Rose joined her daughters, standing in front of Jack. "Good I will begin by asking some questions, if I do not get honest answers, your Mother will be thrashed, and I do mean thrashed severely. Do you understand". Both girls nodded. They were in a world of their own, they could not comprehend what was happening to them. "When I ask a question you will answer, and you will always refer to me as Sir, there will be no exceptions to this rule, failure will result in a punishment. Do you understand? "Yes Sir". Both girls answered almost together. "You Jean tell me about yourself, I know you are 17, do you have a boyfriend". "No Sir". Have you ever had a boyfriend". Jean was getting embarrassed at this line of questioning. "No Sir, not one I have ever been out with". Jack grinned. "Are you a virgin". The question shook her but she had cottoned on enough to know she needed to answer. Not even her Mother had asked her that. "I am waiting girl". Jean stuttered over her answer telling him, that she was a virgin. "How far have you gone with a boy". "Sir I have done nothing with a boy". Jack was in his ally now as he teased and humiliated the young girl with his questions. "Have you ever been felt up". Jean was a a girl with fire in her belly. "How dare you ask me these questions, its not right" She stamped the floor. Jack smiled. "Rose take up your position, it seems your youngest doesn't mind if you get thrashed". Jean panicked, this couldn't be happening. "Sir Oh no don't hit her, I am sorry Sir, please don't hit her. No Sir I have never been felt up". "Stay where you are Rose. We will see how Clare here answers the questions before we decide whether to punish you. Go ahead Clare, I don't want to repeat myself, so just answer the questions I asked Jean, and make sure young lady you answer them truthfully". Clare took a deep breath, and then trying to remember the humiliating questions, she stood with her hands by her side and in deep shame she replied. "Sir I do not have a boyfriend at the moment, I am a virgin". Jack sighed. "Not good enough Clare, I want more detail, think hard before your answer girl, this is your last time. I want every detail of your love life to date or I will thrash Mummy". What an ultimatum for the poor defenceless girl. The girls head was spinning but she knew she had to answer. "I do not have a boyfriend at the moment, I am a virgin, and am saving myself for my husband. I once had a boyfriend who I was a little bit intimate with". At this point she put her hands up to her face and sobbed deeply into them. She had never felt shame and humiliation like this in all her life. "Sir he never saw me naked, no man has seen me naked Sir". Oh Jack could not believe his luck. He had really lucked out with this family. He was going to have so much fun with them.

Rose you are to be congratulated on the way you have brought these two young ladies up". "Thank you Sir". A defeated Rose replied. She knew what lay in store for them.

Jack went on to explain his new role as the head of the household, and that the rules he was going to impose on them were for their own good, a lot of what he was saying was going over their heads, so much to take in on the first night. "You will get used to the rules and you will obey them. The first new rule I am going to impose is to do with hygiene, so many young people these days ignore it, but I can assure you that under my guidance you will not. From now on, underwear inspections will form part of your daily routine. Each evening before you go to bed, you will pick out your next mornings underwear, this will be presented to your Mother, so she can check it for flaws, wear and tear and cleanliness. There will be an underwear book and all your Mothers findings will be recorded in it. When you come home from school the next day, and before you go to bed you are to present yourself to your Mother, you will more than likely be in you nightdress or pyjamas. In one hand you will have the underwear that you have worn that day, in the other you will have the underwear you intend to were the next day. Your Mother will inspect the underwear and make notes in the underwear book. Although I will not be taking part in this routine, I will make random checks to make sure it is being done correctly". He paused for a moment to look in their faces. "Any questions ask now as it will be too late after tonight". There was total silence in the room except for sobs and sniffling. Jack walked over to a wardrobe on the far side of the room, and as if by magic he produced a thick book, handing it to Rose, he announced that it was the underwear book. "Keep it safe and up to date, failure to do so will result in a thrashing". Then he dropped the bombshell. "Right girls off you go and pick out your underwear for tomorrow, bring them down here and present them for inspection". Both girls just stood, almost as if they were stuck to the floor. They could not believe what was happening. "Go now, this minute". Jack screamed at them, and they both ran out of the room, crying in almost total disbelief. Looking at Rose with a huge grin on his face, he told her to get dressed. "I think you deliberately like to stand in front of me in your underwear to get me aroused". The remark was like a slap in the face to Rose. Little did she realise how much her life and that of her beloved daughters was about to change forever.

After about ten minutes, both girls silently entered the room. They had obviously been crying, but had made an effort to compose themselves. They were told to stand in front of Rose and Jack who were sat on the sofa. Jack told them that each evening they were to present themselves to their Mother for the inspection. "If however your Mother has a guest with her at the time of the inspection, then you will introduce yourselves, the reason why you are there, in other word an underwear inspection, and you will tell your Mother where the underwear will be worn. That could be School, shopping or a dance".

The girls were sobbing, the mention of a guest was a shock. Jean and Clare were in shock. Jack was getting horny. He surveyed the scene in front of him. Two attractive teenagers waiting to have their underwear inspected.

He had both girls stand directly in front of him. Holding a Bra in one hand and a pair of panties in the other. Rose was sat next to him with the book open on her lap, ready to record the details. "Clare you are the eldest so you can begin, and remember to give as much sign as possible. If a question has to be asked, then that will be deemed that you have withheld information that I want, and that will result in a punishment". Poor Clare stood still for a moment, she shifted on her feet, and as Jack looked directly into her face a tear began to form. The room was silent as she composed herself. He deliberately said nothing, knowing that this would add to the tension. Clare let out a sort of nervous cough, and then finally began her ordeal that would lead her to the bowls of hell.

"Clare Chapman aged 18 presenting herself for an underwear inspection, the underwear is to be worn tomorrow at School". She held out her hand and offered him her Bra. "Please Sir would you like to inspect my Bra". Jack studied her red face, she was blushing and silently crying. He was in heaven. He took the Bra from her and smiled. He unfolded the Bra and held it up taking one strap in one hand and the other in his other hand. "A very sensible White plain Bra I see Clare, does it fit you well" The question seemed to hit Clare like a slap. "Answer girl or you will be punished". Clare was mortified. What had she done to deserve this humiliation! "Yes Sir". was all she could manage. Jack looked at the Bra. "Remind me girl what size Breasts you have". The poor girl was in absolute turmoil as she struggled with her emotions. Again she took a deep breath. "34C Sir". Jack was loving this, he had this girl in a tizzy. He was thinking at this time he could push her a little more, even though it was early in his plan. Whilst she stood in front of him blushing, and with tear filled eyes, he started to discuss the Bra with her. She was dying with shame as he discussed how she put on her Bra and how she knew it fitted her. At Jacks next comment Clare imagined the bottom had dropped out of her world. "I am not sure this Bra will fit you, put it on for me". Smiling at her. "Don't worry you can go to your room to put it on, show me your Panties before you go". With that he handed the Bra back to Clare and she handed him the Panties. He looked at her and smirked, that smirk sent a shiver down her spine. She knew what he was waiting for. She braced herself, and looked at him "Please Sir would you inspect my panties that I will be wearing for School tomorrow". Her heart almost stopped at this invasion of privacy. Jean stood by her side fidgeting, holding a Bra in one hand, and a pair of her Panties in the other Little teardrops fell down her cheeks. Jack held the Panties up for inspection, thus giving everyone in the room a good luck at them. The Panties were White cotton, with a tiny White frill around the legs. He made a great point of inspecting the frill. He turned the Panties inside out and held out the crotch high for all of them to see. "I want this area on all your panties spotless. From my experience young ladies are lazy and would rather keep on a soiled pair than change. If during an underwear inspection a soiled pair of Panties is found, the owner of them will get a severe thrashing". Both girls were beside themselves with dread and shame. Rose was told to make a note in the underwear book, a nd told to mark Clares underwear as perfect. "Clare go and put on the inspected underwear and then dress in your School uniform. Wait in your bedroom until you are sent for". Clare ran from the room, she had never been so humiliated in all her 18 years.

Jack looked at Jean who had stood and watched as her older sister had been shamed and humiliated. He simply nodded. "Jean Chapman, age 17 presenting her underwear for inspection. I will be wearing them for School tomorrow". She handed him her Bra. "Please Sir would you inspect my Bra". Jack took the Bra from her and held both straps as he had done to Clares, holding it up for all to see. He dictated to Rose what to put in the underwear book. "Plain White Bra, almost a training Bra" he told Rose. Looking at Jean, “what sized are your breasts young lady". He said it in a way he knew it would embarrass her. Jean was crying openly now, but between sobs she managed to tell him that she was 32C. "This thing doesn't even look that size, are you sure it fits". She could see that this was going the same way as Clares inspection, but she was powerless to prevent it. "Yes Sir it does fit me". "Well we will see shortly, hand me your Panties". Jack took the Panties from her and held them up for his perusal. Again they were White cotton School Panties. He had not expected anything else. But the pure humiliation etched on the girls face was exiting to him. He ran his hand over them and then turned them inside out Jean squirmed as she watched him and poor Rose was destroyed as this man shamed her daughters. "Go and put them on and then put on your uniform. Wait with your sister to be called". Jean took the underwear and just like Clare she ran from the room.

He looked at Rose who was dying a death in her new role. Her daughters were being humiliated in front of her eyes and there was nothing she could do about it. Jack casually leant over and placed his hand on her right breast, and began to squeeze it ever so gently. He smiled at her shame. "Push it out to me, how dare you make it difficult for me". Rose arched her back to push the breasts forward. "That's better, I think you may be learning your place in this family. Off you go then and get your underwear for the morning, don't bother to bring it down, just put it on under what you will be wearing, then wait upstairs until I call you". Rose got up and headed for the door. "Oh and send down your daughters".

Jean and Clare came through the door and went over to where Jack was sat on the sofa. "Don't you knock before entering, get out now and knock and wait until you are told to enter". Both girls went back out and knocked, He deliberately made them wait several minutes before telling them to enter.

Standing in front of him was a sight most men would find attractive. A 17 year old and an 18 year old dressed in the School uniform of an exclusive private girls School. He took in the sight and marvelled at it, as the girls stood with their heads bowed, frightened, humiliated and scared. "Clare go and get me the strap". Clare just stood open mouthed, before she looked around and saw the strap on a table. Gathering it up she handed it to Jack. "For not knocking before you entered the room you will both receive 2 strokes of the strap". Before the statement had time to register, he grabbed Clare by the arm and marched her into the centre of the room and stood her before him. "Hold out your hand and before you do anything let me tell you that any hesitation will just mean you get more. Clare was dying, she had never been hit before in her life. She was frightened, her heart was beating madly. She held out her right hand shoulder high, she clenched here face and closed her eyes. "Jean get over here and stand by you sister, get your right hand out". Jean scurried over and did as she was told. She was too frightened not to. Both girls got 2 hard belts across the palms of their hands and you would have thought that had been shot. They danced and yelped and put their hands down between their legs in an effort to stop the burning sensation. "Any failure to obey the rules, or answer a question will be punished make no mistake. I have lost my patience with you two do you understand. "Yes Sir they both shouted. "Turn sideways so I can see you in profile, I am not convinced those Bras fit you girls". Both girls did as they were told, but the way Jack was using his words was having the desired effect, and both were deeply offended at being spoken too like this. "See I told you so, neither of you seem to have a great deal of support. Both of you shake your breasts up and down so I can determine the amount of support you have. The girls were horrified, but as Jack raised the strap Jean made a half hearted attempt. Clare followed and Jack almost burst out laughing. This was going better than he had hoped. "Get to it and shake them properly". The girls shook them in their School blouses and gave Jack a wonderful spectacle.

"OK stop, I cant get a proper view with those blouses on, turn and face me and remove them". A big moment had arrived in the evenings entertainment, for that's what it was to Jack. He had already established that no male had ever seen these two sisters even in their Bras. They were just about to show him, a 50 year old man something they had treasured all their lives. Moreover it was being done on the pretence of an underwear inspection being dine for their own good. The girls were beside themselves, but Jack only had to say the word "Strap" and it had the desired effect. Both girls reached for the buttons on the blouses, Jack was content, He would wait until they had their blouses off and then he would strap them as they stood in front of him in their Bras. And that is exactly what he did. Both girls got another 2 across the palm of the other hand, but this time stood in front of him in their Bras and School tunic. They were pleading for mercy and promising never to disobey again. Jack was in heaven. He put the strap down and told them that the next time he had to use it he would give it to them on another part of their anatomy. He sat back, let the pain in their hands subside, and looked forward to the rest of the evening.

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