CLP-188 The Headmaster by William St. Cyr Foreword ... - OpenDrive

The arrival of the Second World War brings an abrupt end to Frank's world of sensual debauchery ...
but only temporarily. Sent to America on a secret mission to find a Nazi spy, a former pupil of his, he
finds that his talents as an erotic disciplinarian can be put to patriotic purposes. His victims, attractive
young American girls in their twenties, learn the erotic connotations of spanking from their talented
English instructor. Sex drives of which they were only dimly aware are activated by Frank's punitive
caresses, and a furious competition develops for his unique services.
The story, allegedly based upon an unreleased dossier in the files of the British Foreign Service, brilliantly
illustrates the underlying erotic connotations of sex and discipline, and demonstrates that intense sexual
drives can be unleashed when the proper stimulus is applied. We seriously recommend The Headmaster
to all readers, but particularly to those who harbor some doubt as to the Freudian adage that sex is pain
and pain is sex.
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Chapter 1
"Erica Schmidt reporting for punishment, Mr. Hopkins!" The words came out slowly and with obvious
effort, and it was readily apparent that the attractive teenager who uttered them was having great
difficulty retaining her composure.
Seated behind his oversize walnut desk, the Headmaster of Marshall Girl's Academy did not at first look
up from the report he was reading. The office of the chief administrative executive of the exclusive girl's
school located in the north of England was quite austere and not calculated to ease the anxiety of the
miscreants who were regularly required to report there for discipline. At the moment, the only relief
came from a partially opened window, through which drifted a warm breeze that served as a reminder
that the spring of 1939 had been one of the most pleasant in years.
"Mr. Hopkins ..." The girl's words trailed off in despair. The comely eighteen-year-old knew that the
wait was deliberate, and designed to increase her apprehension as well as humiliate her. Her hands
clutched nervously behind her back, she could barely stand still. Her dark blue eyes constantly darted
around the room, anxiously searching for that whippy, pencil-thin cane that she dreaded so much. For
some reason which she did not comprehend, the hateful instrument was nowhere in sight. Normally, it
was prominently on display.
At last, Mr. Hopkins set aside the report and looked up at the obviously troubled teenager who stood in
front of him. A hasty glance satisfied him that she had complied with the academy rule that required all
girls to report for punishment attired in their full school uniform. This consisted of white blouse, plaid tie,
pleated black gym slip held in at the waist by a red sash tied at the wearer's left, black stockings, and
three-inch spike heel black patent leather pumps with straps from behind the ankle tied in a bow in front.
The schoolgirl uniform did not conceal the fact that Erica possessed a highly promising figure, buxom and
shapely. Her long blonde hair, tied in two pigtails, hung nearly to her waist in back, and the juvenile style
required by school rules looked quite incongruous when compared with the obvious fullness of her
plump breasts, which proudly pressed outward against the jumper of her gym slip. Enhanced by her
black stockings and elegant footwear, her shapely legs and highly arched feet looked absolutely stunning.
Her gym slip was hemmed to end a full six inches above her knees, because the archaic and absurd
school rules were designed to make the girls feel juvenile and this was supposedly accomplished by
requiring them to wear styles associated with young girls.