by Jay Merson
The headmaster took a cane from the staff cupboard at the end of the line of lockers; he swished it menacingly in the air several times before the slut's face.
"Count the strokes loudly, slut, fail to do so and we start again from the beginning."
The whole bench jolted as he lashed in and the woman screamed, the cane cut down harshly down across the swelling rounds of her buttocks.
"One!" she wailed in pitiful agony.
"Slut," he panted excitedly and raised the cane again.
Swish; Thwack.
"Aaaaagh! Two."
"Louder you little whore."
The headmaster slashed in again with the cane in a brutal assault on her soft flesh, smashing the thin cane down hard to raise thin red welts on her pale skin.
The woman screamed loudly under each hard lash of rattan on her soft body. Her hands gripped hard on the end of the bench and her body jerked forward under each stinging lash to scrap her clitoris over the grainy wooden bench.
Swish, thwack.
"Oh God, Three, four, Aaaarrrgh, five!"
The headmaster lost control; he launched a most ferocious and sadistic attack on the wailing girl, lashing rapidly in his high excitement to beat her backside and back with savage lashes of the cane. He was flushed red and panting hard as he swung down time and again. The swipes began more brutal as his climax built and her pitiful wailing pushed his level of excitement higher still.
The woman's cries lessened, turning more to grunts of acceptance as she ground her aching pussy harder down onto the bench to gain the heady sensations of the pain and pleasure mix.
Eighteen lashes stung her little body before he tensed his whole body and lowered the cane to his side. He stood motionless, savouring the sensations as his thick sperm jetted out to splash down over her reddened back and shoulders. He grunted his satisfaction and used one hand to milk his cock of every drop of his thick come and to add to the sense of command he felt over her.
"Perhaps you are right," he panted, "maybe I should visit the cottage more often."
Chapter 6
In the late evening in his private quarters the headmaster read the agenda of the coming Board of Governors meeting; the proposal to make his position permanent was clearly typed in and topped the list of subjects to be voted on.
"Does that reassure you enough to let us join in tonight?" Henry asked hopefully.
The headmaster glanced briefly at the two men, Henry as usual was sweating profusely in hopeful anticipation and John, whilst equally excited at the prospect of shafting a pupil, was a little more controlled.
"It certainly helps but it hasn't yet carried the vote and until such time..."
"But the meeting is next Wednesday," Henry protested, "surely as we are so close to it you could have a little faith in us."
The headmaster countered smugly, knowing that he held all the aces.
"Then as we are so close to the meeting it won't hurt you to exercise a little patience will it? That will help to ensure that the vote is carried and so as to get your goodies with young girls."
Henry sat back fuming but controlled his anger.
The headmaster clicked his fingers and looked to the connecting door from his study.
Both of his guests gasped loudly, their full attention on her as the tall blonde stepped into the room and posed, model-like, in the doorway.
Her long blonde hair was bunched at the sides in little pigtails, black mascara highlighted her eyes and blood red lipstick coated her lips to make them stand out as a most sensual focal point of her face. The girl wore full school uniform of a short pleaded skirt in light grey and a starched white blouse that hugged her figure to leave nothing at all to the imagination. Her long, lean legs showed clearly her true height and the little white ankle socks that she wore gave them a tanned and healthy appearance.
The girl looked radiant and so young and fresh, she beamed her delight at their reaction in a broad smile and looked to the goggle-eyed men in a most teasing and sultry expression.
"My Christ," Henry uttered aloud and then dropped his tone to one of a low lecherous growl, "What an absolute beauty."
At the signal from the headmaster the girl strode confidently into the middle of the room, swaying her hips and came to a halt between the seated men. She stood proudly, displaying her body and spun around to allow her little skirt to billow out and to show her white panties beneath. She turned as planned and took up a dutiful position close to the side of the seated headmaster, the side of her leg touching against the high-backed dining chair.
Henry and John sat open-mouthed staring at the girl, their eyes roamed hungrily up and down her lithe shape, focusing on her breasts and on the hem of her skirt. The fat Henry gave an envious little whimper as the headmaster's hand slipped up her little skirt from the back.
"Tell my guests what you like," the headmaster said and eased his fingers under the elastic of her panties to stroke her taut buttocks.
The girl began her practised speech, using all of her sexuality and facial expressions to add emphasis to her words.
"Cock," the young girl said in a husky tone, "I like men's cocks, both to suck on and to fuck me."
Henry gasped and edged to the front of his seat.
She gave a little sigh as the headmaster's two middle fingers slipped up inside her moist pussy, his thumb pressing against the entrance of her anus. She shifted her feet apart to aid his progress and to draw and envious groan from the watching Henry.
"I like my pussy being licked," she said with some difficulty as the thumb began to force the tight puckered ring of muscles apart, "To have a man's tongue pushing up inside...Mmmmm, my pussy.
A little gasp escaped her lips as the whole of his thumb pushed up inside her tight tunnel.
Henry was beside himself with excitement, he eased his hard erection to one side to ease the strain of it against his trousers.
The headmaster was delighting in his guests' obvious excitement and began fingering the girl to add to their discomfort.
"Show my guests your tits, you little slut."
The girl unbuttoned her blouse, her red painted nails teasing slowly at each button before opening it to reveal more and more of her swelling cleavage. Gradually she pulled the two halves apart, slipped the blouse off her shoulders and dropped it to the floor. Immediately she slipped her hands up her back and released her bra strap, shrugging her shoulders forward to allow the little harness to drop to the floor.
"Wow!" John uttered and received an accompanying exclamation from the red faced Henry.
The girl cupped and weighed her breasts as the headmaster fingered her. She gripped her long rubbery nipples between finger and thumb, rolling and pulling at the firm buds.
"I simply love," she said in a thick and excited voice, "Have a cock between my breasts and fucking them until the man shoots all over my face.
"Please!" Henry called out in urgent need, "you can't subject us to this taunting and not allow us to do anything. It isn't fair."
The headmaster withdrew his hand from under the girl's skirt.
"Help Henry ease his discomfort, bitch."
The fat man's face lit up, a huge smile creasing his face. He fumbled at his fly to release his aching cock and sat in readiness and proudly with his erection sticking up from his lap.
The girl stepped forward to stand before the perspiring Henry, both her hands still massaging sensually at her ample breasts.
"No touching Henry," the headmaster cautioned. "Just one touch and the girl will leave us."
The man was staring greedily at the girl before him; he swallowed and nodded his agreement without looking away from the naked tits in front of him.
As rehearsed, the girl began her routine. She parted her feet and lowered her hips, pushing her knees out and gyrating her hips in a lewd and crude offering of her body. Her hands slid down over her stomach and hips, stroking sexily down onto her thighs. There, she began drawing them slowly back up toward her waist, trapping the h
em of her little skirt and lifting it as her hands travelled.
"Oh my!" Henry muttered as the firm mound of her white panties came into view.
He began breathing hard as the girl lifted her skirt up to her waist and then straddled his thighs. The man cried out as she lowered her hips further to lightly touch the firm gusset of her thin panties onto the head of his cock. He groaned aloud constantly as the bitch began jerking her hips to rub the slit of her thinly veiled pussy back and forth over the head of his cock.
"Nice?" she teased and winked at him.
Henry came instantly, his thick seed jetting onto her crotch to soil her pure white panties with thick globules of his seed. He cursed loudly at his inability to control himself and wanked himself to a finish as he ogled the soaked crotch of the girl.
At the command, the girl removed her skirt, slipped the little panties off and stood naked in the centre of the room. She faced the excited John, offering her pussy close to his face and stood erect as the man sniffed hard at her sex. For many minutes he looked and sniffed, at times his hands instinctively moving to touch her but he checked himself and was content to smell her.
On the second command she straddled the headmaster on his chair, lowered herself down to locate the head of his cock at the entrance to her pussy and then sat fully down on him. She cried out as his cock pushed fully up inside her and gripped his shoulders as he began an urgent thrusting up inside her. The girl bounced herself to aid him, impaling herself harder down on his rigid cock in a heated riding of raw sexual need. Her head rested back, her sensual red lips parted and little moans of deep pleasure emitting from her throat.
The headmaster kissed and felt her tits as he fucked her, slurping noisily as he sucked on her long nipples and jerked his hips up hard to drive fully into her again and again.
John watched the bouncing naked body, the way her buttocks shook under the impacts and the way her luscious breasts giggled and swayed. Best of all for him though way her expression of sheer bliss and the way she was grunting to urge the headmaster faster. John stood up and released his cock, he moved to stand alongside the bucking girl and offered his throbbing cock hopefully.
She reached out and grasped it, drawing him in toward her, in one excited little gasp she opened her mouth and took the head of his cock into her wet cavern.
All three came at the same time, the girl receiving sperm into her soft mouth and up inside her warm, wet interior in tandem. The tremors of orgasm that ripped through her body added to the thrill and the feelings. She grunted animal-like as the sucked and gripped her internal muscles to take every last drop of the men's sperm into her body.
Henry sat spellbound and envious but more determined than ever to sway the vote and to bring forward the time when he could have one slut such as her all to himself.
***
In the private gardens at the back of the school, within the high concealing walls, the headmaster sat in a deck chair awaiting the news from the Governor's board meeting. He checked his watch and sighed, the time was two thirty, lunch would be over and the meeting should have resumed. His mobile phone was switched on in readiness to hear the result and a young slut stood attentively at the side gate of the gardens ready to implement his instructions.
The plans had been made and the preparations made. Once his position had been confirmed he would hold to his part of the bargain and provide pupils for Henry and John to sate their sexual needs. Once his obligations had been fulfilled he could milk the pair for other benefits, an on going supply of girls to them deserved rewards for himself.
Dorothy, the ageing geography teacher, would get her rewards in similar fashion, if a little more painful for her than for the men. The thought of the middle-aged woman naked and begging to be fucked amused him much and his mind moved to possible scenarios in which he could further use and humiliate the stupid slut.
The telephone's shrill ring broke his thoughts and he let it ring three times before responding.
"Henry! What news do you have for me? Good I hope."
The voice on the other end of the phone was thick and excited.
"Vote was passed and your position as headmaster confirmed as permanent, they are drafting a letter to that effect at this very moment."
"Excellent!" the headmaster exclaimed.
Henry's voice lowered to a serious note.
"John and I will bring it with us, we will be there in about two hours - to gain our promised rewards."
The headmaster paused to add to the tension that sounded in Henry's trembling voice.
"And have them you shall," the headmaster replied and waved the signal at the waiting girl.
***
He led the two men up the stone steps of the science block to the rear of the school. In the late evening twilight the outside wall lights were casting and orange glow over the whole of the back yard. The school was closed up and silent, the only noise was music drifting out from the dormitory block in the distance. The headmaster asked the men to close their eyes and guided them by the arm through the narrow doorway and into the classroom.
"Open," the headmaster instructed and then chuckled at the men's stunned reaction.
Behind the lines of desks facing them stood eight young and pretty girls, all fully dressed in school uniform with broad smiles on their faces. The tall blonde, the little brunette, the redhead from the stable and even the games mistress and the trainee teacher from the cottage dressed as pupils. All of his recent conquests were present and ready to aid their master in fulfilling his quest.
"Good evening sirs," the girls chorused loudly before breaking into excited little giggles.
The headmaster took the lead to break the heavy silence, as Henry and John stood speechless, ogling the girls and hard lumps forming in the front of their trousers.
"Yours to command," he said with a smile, "Henry first I think as his need appears to be greater."
The headmaster pointed to the cheeky little redhead.
"Get out here girl and be quick about it."
The girl scurried down the isle to stand beaming her delight at the three men.
"Turn your side to the class and touch your toes," the headmaster instructed and offered a cane to the sweating Henry.
The fat man declined, shaking his head and struggling to get his words out.
"No, I prefer to use my hand."
The girl bent, touched her forehead to her knees and gripped her ankles.
The headmaster stepped back and watched as Henry moved in on the girl. His hand trembled as he lifted the back of her little skirt and placed it on the small of her back to show her full backside and her little navy blue knickers. The man gave a great groan of appreciation and stroked his hand reverently over her taut silky panties. Spellbound and detached, he stood silently caressing the young girls backside, feeling all over her buttocks and down between the tops of her thighs. In the silent classroom only his heavy and laboured breathing could be heard, punctuated by his soft moans of delight.
His hand rose and then slammed down hard to slap loudly on her right buttock. He rested there again groping the rounded mounds of her backside before delivering a second hard slap to her left cheek. Again her paused to feel her, on long and slow gripping of her firm mounds, his fingers training to savour the warm firmness of the girl. Henry was quivering with excitement, his face full red and his eyes glazed as he slapped the girl for a third time.
The man knelt behind the girl and ran both hands up over the outside of her slim thighs to grip the sides of her knickers. Slowly, ceremoniously even, he slipped the thin material down and kissed greedily at her pale buttocks when they became revealed to him. Henry licked and kissed with a fervent hunger, sliding his tongue up and down the slit of her moist pussy and up the crease of her arse to flick lightly over the puckered ring of her anus. He sucked at her pink inner lips and chewed on the little bud of her clitoris to bring little whimpers of delight from the bending girl.
Several of the wa
tching girls had their hands covering their pussies, gripping their mounds and squeezing their pussies through their clothing. One, the tall blonde, was feeling her neighbour's backside with the other hand to add to her arousal and to that of her friend.
At length Henry stood and slapped her backside once more, the stinging slap of his hand on bare flesh echoed around the hollow sounding classroom.
Again and again he slapped her, angling his hand downward so as to stick her pussy lips with his fingers. Ten hard slaps he gave the girl before he could resist no longer. He ripped at his trousers to free his pulsing cock, guiding it immediately to the entrance of her pussy and pushing straight up inside her in one great thrust. Henry groaned aloud, gripped her hips with both hands and began a frantic pumping up inside her. The little excited gasps from the watching girls spurred him on and he pounded into the little girl's body with a surprising force and stamina. She was jolted and buffeted as he drove hard into her time and again, pulling hard back on her hips to add purchase and to force his cock even further into her warm body. Henry cried out and tensed, he shuddered several times before shooting his load into the girl, moaning his pleasure as he did so.
The session over, the girl walked back to take her place behind her desk, Henry retired to the corner of the room to sit down panting, pleased with himself and feeling so very satisfied.
John, the tall thin man, needed no prompting; he pointed to the wide-eyed little brunette and beckoned her to him with his finger.
"Not her," the headmaster cautioned severely, "she is mine."
The man made to object but the withering stare from the headmaster halted him. He simply shrugged and chose another, pointing to the young games mistress and waving her to come forward.
It was as though he and his chosen girl were somewhere else, alone and unobserved. He seemed lost in a distant world of fantasy, acting out his desires and quite oblivious to all around him.
"Naughty girl," john snapped, "You naughty, naughty girl."