Foreword
Cleve Litchfield was a stud and proud of it, but that was before he had the misfortune to wind up a helpless prisoner at the lovely Miss Augusta Kreel's Heatherrow boarding school for girls, a castle-like place that took sweet little eleven-year-olds and turned them into magnificent dominant women by the time they graduated.
Augusta was a lesbian, of course, as all sensible women are, and from the moment she saw the arrogant male she set her iron will on reducing him to a whimpering pain object.
It was a long task, for Cleve was as stubborn as most men are before they've had a taste of female domination, and Augusta had to use every means at her disposal, including the ultimate degradation for Cleve of being tortured and dominated by bitchy little girls young enough to be his daughters!
Finally, with the aid of whips, paddles, fists, ropes, and everything else the female imagination can think up, the abject and ridiculous Cleve was drained of all masculinity and will power, and became a helpless object, fit only for being the target of the natural wrath which females feel when they see a penis!
Life at Heatherrow Boarding School for girls was not just a matter of pain and beatings, though even the teachers, beautiful lesbians all, often had their fleshy asses turned fiery red by the stinging blows which Augusta knew so well how to deliver-for the sapphic arts were a major part of the curriculum, particularly for the slender, lovely Jane, a sixteen-year-old who demonstrated the superiority of women by taking Cleve on in a boxing match and beating him into a quivering wreck!