Chapter Seven
Amelia awoke to the clangor of a large bell being rung in the courtyard of the dilapidated mansion that housed the Institute. She could not recall having slept so deeply and soundly in her life. Of course, she had also never had a day in which she’d travelled halfway across England to a new home, received four severe bare bottom spankings, and been fingered or licked to nearly a dozen orgasms. But now, the blonde new student winced slightly as she sat up on her still somewhat tender buttocks. On the other side of the room, Jessica was grumbling to herself as she awakened to the rude sound of the bell, her raven hair askew as she yawned a wiped the sleep from her eyes.
The Head Girl stood to wash her face in the basin with water poured from the ewer, and then stepped aside a
