Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 3

No one dared, as overseeing the operation was a most severe looking mistress. She was dressed just like the Headmistress; it seemed to be the uniform of the teachers. But whereas the Headmistress had been a been a tall, slim woman of about six feet when standing flatfooted, this one was huge in every way. Even without the seven-inch heels of her Oxfords she must have been at least 6'8" and she towered over everyone around her. And she was large in other ways as well, muscular going on outright fat.

She had hair so blonde it was almost white and set in a Princess Leia-like haircut. On other people one might have thought it cute or funny, but here it underlined the severity of the mistress. She had a nametag on her left breast and it said " Elke Hoffmeyer". It sat right above what Denise surmised was the school crest. The crest was two crossed riding crops. In the four fields created by the crossed riding crops were the following items: a bullwhip, a pair of handcuffs, a corset and a pair of high-heeled shoes. As her head was pushed on to the feeding dildo and she strained to swallow everything the dildo spewed into her mouth, Denise began to think that coming here might not be the great and exiting adventure she had imagined it would be. As she was stood up after the feeding, re-gagged and put to wait together with her handler, she could see the other sissies casting nervous glances at Mistress Hoffmeyer. Their faces also betrayed misgivings about the whole thing. But it was too late now. Denise could see no way out of this.

When the feeding was done they were all escorted to a room, which looked like to morgues you see on TV. It was covered in white tile and brightly lit. Taking up the back wall were little stainless steel doors. There were three tiers of doors and in each tier were eight doors and on each door was a nametag. Denise found her name on the second tier, third door from the right. On the left wall was coat rack also equipped with nametags. On the coat rack hung what looked like small leather sleeping bags. Denise could see that she wasn't the only one wondering what was going to happen. Her thoughts were interrupted by Mistress Hoffmeyer who had just closed the door behind them: "Listen up, you worthless little sissy shits! This will be your sleeping quarters at school for the next two years."