A Most Wicked Headmaster (BDSM Erotica) (14 page)

"Sorry, sir," she pleaded and hung her head; she clasped her
hands behind her back and dropped her shoulders forward to portray
shame.

John swelled his chest out, revelling in her compliance and
admission of guilt to feed his sense of command.

"You will be punished you naughty little girl."

"Yes, sir," the young games mistress muttered
meekly.

He grunted his approval and unzipped his fly. John eased his
long cock out and held it proudly in one hand, offering it to the
little slut and delighting in her shocked reaction.

"Kneel and suck my cock."

The girl lifted her head to look up at him, her face
containing a hint of pleasure but feigning fear and
revulsion.

"Oh please, sir," she begged in a pathetic little voice, "your
cock is far too big for me."

"Do it," he hissed venomously and grasped her hair at the top
of her head. The man forced her down onto her knees and pressed the
head of his cock again her lips.

"Open your mouth your little slut and take a real man's cock
inside it."

He moaned triumphantly as she complied, groaning his pleasure
as her soft, warm mouth covered the bulbous glans of his cock. With
the grip on her hair he held her fast and force the whole length of
his cock far back into her throat in one forceful lunge.

The acting was over now for the young games mistress. Her
hands pressed against his thighs to try to prevent the invader
forcing any farther to the back of her throat. She gagged and
choked, muttering her protests and struggling to break free of his
grip. Terror filled her eyes and her and tears formed in them as
the thick long cock pressed hard into her wet cavern. Her little
head bobbed back and forth as he thrust in an out of her mouth, a
brutal battering fuelled by long held and suppressed sexual need
that now was displayed in his frantic thrusting.

"This will teach you, you dirty little girl," he moaned and
pounded his cock still harder into the girl's mouth.

The hard slamming of his hips rocked her head and body, her
eyes bulged wide and her fists hammered at his thighs in a
desperate effort to try to stop him.

All present were stunned by the ferocity and brutality of the
attack on the young girl, so much so that even the headmaster made
to halt him but checked his movement in favour of his own ends. The
watching girls were shocked but morbidly interested, staring
spellbound as their friend's mouth was defiled so very brutally. A
perverse sense of pleasure came to them on seeing a sexually heated
man take his pleasure by abusing a young girl. The girls all gave a
little gasp as the thin man tensed and shuddered. They watched in
stunned amazement as he pulled his cock out of her mouth and jetted
his thick seed onto her face in excited little spurts of forceful
pleasure.

The girl gagged and vomited; sucking in air and clutching at
her bruised throat when the grip on her hair was finally released,
she slumped back on the floor, sobbing and spitting to clear the
foul tasting liquid from her mouth. Her whole body shook, racked by
heaving sobs as she wailed her misery to the hard
floorboards.

***

The three men sat in the garden under the patio lights in the
warm evening air and a brandy in their hands as they chatted,
extolling their satisfaction of the session just passed and of the
arrangement they had come to with the headmaster.

"My! But was the slut a good fuck," Henry stated and belched
loudly.

"That little slut's mouth was simply heaven itself," John
added, gloating still at the way he had abused the young games
mistress.

The headmaster listened to it all, deliberately silent as the
men strengthened his case for him and he was happy to let them do
so.

"When?" Henry said excitedly and licked his lips, "when can we
get to grips with the little sluts again?"

The headmaster sipped his drink and sat pondering, a
deliberate tension filled silence to add emphasis to his coming
statement.

"You held to your part of the bargain and I held to mine, the
deal was done and is over and finished."

"What?" Henry blustered, "You mean that we can't have a repeat
with the girls? I thought this was to be ongoing!"

The headmaster smiled.

"Oh but it certainly could be gentlemen, a continuing supply
of fresh young bodies as and when you want them."

"Could be?" Henry asked suspiciously.

The headmaster nodded and swigged at his drink.

"First though, just a little matter of getting the Board of
governors to vote to increase my salary."

THE END

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