A Most Wicked Headmaster (BDSM Erotica) (13 page)

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 hem 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 watching 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."

The games mistress fell into the part, acting her half of the
scene with expert conviction.