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Rose and Lilian never thought they would end up at St. Adrian's. While not a rich couple by any means, the two had decent enough jobs in sales, and thought they would live out a mundane lesbian suburban life. Then Rose lost her job due to a stock market hiccup. Then Lilian lost hers due to a merger. And then the bills started piling up. "Buy now, pay later" apps do require that you "pay later" and it's easy to run up a massive debt in no time. And it seems that allowing for massive unsecured subprime loans is a wildly irresponsible thing. But it wasn't all gloom. Just a few thousand in the hole, the two could easily work their way out of debt through refinancing and more austere living. Or they could try something unconventional. Perhaps a little light burglary and fencing items at a disreputable pawn store could make up for the shortfall. Brilliant. Unfortunately, the two were better saleswomen than they were cat burglars and were caught almost instantly. Faced with the prospects at being separated for several years in a harsh prison environment, the two jumped at a plea deal. They would be sent to St. Adrian's for four years to be reformed. They knew little about the school, but felt that no matter the hardship, they could face it together.
Of course the reality of the situation was a lot more bleak. When brought to the school, they were subjected to a humiliating intake procedure, followed by being marched across campus in the nude with freshly spanked bottoms to their new dorms, on opposite ends of the campus. School policy dictated that couples, even married ones, should be kept far apart. If their rooms were too close together, the temptation to sneak out after 10:00 PM Lights Out would be too great. And neither would be allowed to take classes together, either. They were put separate majors as well, Rose being pushed to a geology degree and Lilian one in political science. The only times the could be together during the week were during meals and perhaps a short bit of time after dinner in between doing homework. True chances to be physically intimate were reserved for Saturday and Sunday, and even then, only during the daytime. This state of affairs was not helped by the punishment the two girls kept earning. Being punished like naughty little girls was humiliating, made no better by the fact that some of the professors were men. The humiliation only compounded on the pain. The pain of a sore bottom was made even worse by not having your wife there to kiss it to make it feel better. And so this state continued for months on end until Rose had a terrible idea. Their wedding anniversary was coming up on Saturday, and she wanted to continue their tradition from before their incarceration. Each year, they'd each get a bottle of wine for one another and share the drinks, before a night of sweet passionate love. St. Adrian's did not permit alcohol on campus, with one small exception.
"Honey, I was thinking. I know how we can make the best of this rotten school."
"What do you have on your mind, darling?"
And with that, their fates were sealed. While it was true that no students were permitted alcohol, and staff living on campus had to keep dry living spaces, the same did not apply to the kitchen. There, she had heard rumors from some of the other girls that there was a wine cellar, used for entertaining visiting guests and of course cooking. The two brainstormed and decided they would sneak out around 2 AM. Most professors doing nightly patrols went to bed by then, and they felt they could easily sneak by those who were still on the prowl. The two would then make their way to the kitchen by hiding behind the bushes, before Lilian would pick the lock to get in. From there, they'd take what they wanted, scurry back, and sore their drinks in Rose's room. And on Saturday, they would enjoy one another as a married couple should.
Of course, the best laid plans can go awry very easily. Turns out that it's harder to coordinate a heist like this without any means of long-distance communication. The two had also failed to account for some of the professors doing the rounds staying later, or for it being a bright moon-lit night. Thus, it had taken a lot longer to reach the doors to the kitchen, and Lilian was having trouble with picking the lock. Hair pins are no substitute for a lockpicking kit, no matter what video games will tell you. As the two stood there as she fumbled in the dark, each girl felt a hard and angry hand on their shoulder.
"You know, a key would work better."
Their stomachs sank, they knew they had been caught. They recognized the voice and turned around to see Chef Merjem, the head chef at the school.
"Care to tell me what you were doing here?"
"I uhhh...." Rose stuttered
"If you lie to me, it will only get worse."
"My wife... left her keys in the kitchen, and we needed to grab them! We didn't want to bother the staff, you all seemed so busy" Lilian blurted out, failing to tell a convincing fib.
"Alright. I warned you. Now it gets worse. Come with me right now, little girls. Or else."
The two didn't risk a second time, they simply sunk their heads and meekly followed Merjem into one of the dining areas. Girls who broke the rules on this part of campus could expect only one punishment: spanking on a saltire. When Merjem barked out for the two girls to disrobe, they did so. When she ordered them against the crosses, they did not object. And when she fastened them down, they meekly remained in place, knowing that trying to escape this punishment was futile.
"Now I'll ask you again. Why did you come here?"
Both girls looked at one another with terrified expressions, shook their heads, and shut their mouths. They knew they would break, but they weren't going to break easily. And so the punishment began. Merjem took out a wooden paddle, nicely balanced, with smooth wood. And she started whacking. She'd ask Rose the same question, and when she refused to answer, she gave Lilian five swats. She then repeated the question to Lilian, and when she refused, Rose took the beating. And so it went. Each girl howled in agony but neither one would budge.
"Stupid little girls! You're lucky it was me who found you, and not someone else! If Doctor Roy had found you, she would have had you belted for months. If Dean Hildegard had done so, she would be paddling you in the quad for all to see. And if it had been Dean Richardson, he would be giving your cinnamon rolls a nice cream filling. Is that what you want? Perhaps I can call him right now, see if he wants to glaze your Hershey holes. Which one of you wants to be buttfucked first?"
"Mercy, please!" shouted Lilian. "I don't want to be sodomized! I'll talk! We came here to try to get some wine. We wanted to celebrate our anniversary together!"
"Glupaca! Do you think we keep alcohol here? I have cooking sherry, and that's it! You don't drink that!"
"Please, please stop! It was my idea!" Rose managed to sputter out, in between sobs.
"Well, since it was your idea, you deserve a few more of these!" Merjem stated, punctuating her comment with a few angry swats. "I am very upset with you ladies. First you try to steal from me, and from the school, and then you lie about it. You're lucky I caught you when I did. If you were found with alcohol, no amount of pleading would save your supak!"
The two girls were sobbing too much to argue her words. In their hearts, they knew this was true. It had been a half baked plan from the start, but a plan done out of love. And love can hurt so very badly.
"This punishment is not over. Other students must see what happens to those who try to steal." And with that, Merjem pulled out a box containing ginger, hot sauce, and peppers. "These are going right into your buttholes!"
Neither girl had been figged at the school before, but both had seen it done. The ginger at St. Adrian's was particularly pungent, and many a girl had complained about the sorry state of her anus after a prolonged figging. Merjem pulled out a pocket knife and in short order had cut two large ginger plugs, which were then shoved into the quivering arses of the two ladies.
"You will remain here for all of Saturday! Perhaps being exposed to the entire student body this way will prevent you, and them from trying to steal."
Rose started to sputter out a protest. Surely this was too much. Maybe a few hours, but all day!? And on their anniversary, no less! She was trying to articulate her thoughts while still delirious from pain, when Merjem put the bottle of hot sauce up to her face.
"One word of protest out of either of you, and your lips will be painted with this. And I am not talking about your mouth. Understood?"
The girls nodded their terrified understanding. It would be a humiliating day. Every girl in the school would have the chance to walk past the two well chastened girls, rubbing, fondling, and even swatting them if they so desired. And they would be kept there all of Saturday, during breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Merjem would only cut the girls loose right before lights out, giving the two barely enough time to run back to their dorms. The two ran streaking across campus, as girls from their windows made derogatory comments and lewd gestures at the two frightened ladies, reminding them that if they weren't quick, they'd be suffering another punishment soon enough. The two had learned their lesson: next year's anniversary party would be a much more sober affair.
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Another in the series of pictures drawn for the St Adrian's universe. Please let me know any feedback you have about the story
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