A Most Wicked Headmaster (BDSM Erotica) (6 page)

Her head jerked and her body jolted, faster and faster as his
excitement increased. At last he came and she cried out, a gurgle
emitted from her throat as she felt the hot spurts of his come
jetting far up inside her little body. She slumped to her knees as
he pulled out of her, his thick warm seed dribbling from her sore
pussy lips.

The headmaster stood over the sobbing form crumpled on the
stall floor; he held his softening cock in one hand and
gloated.

"That was a proper fucking, you little bitch. Report to my
study tomorrow at five o'clock, and then I will decide on your
future here."

***

He had found it by chance during his inspection, the little
janitor's cupboard next to the shower block on the edge of the
playing fields. It was ideal; bushes and trees concealed his entry
and exit screening the door at the rear of the block. It had a lock
on the stout door and, even better still, the hole in the wall that
peeped through into the showers and changing rooms themselves. He
smiled as he thought of caretakers past that had use the peephole
to view and to lust over the naked girls in silent secrecy. The
headmaster checked his watch, the games sessions would begin at two
o'clock and he had half an hour to wait, he settled himself on the
rickety old chair and lined his eye at the hole in readiness to
gain the best possible view.

Shrieking and giggling; the sixth form girls filed into the
changing rooms and began to undress, some sitting on the long, low
wooden benches and others standing next to a locker.

The headmaster felt his cock rising and hardening as he
watched the display of firm young flesh, tight clinging panties and
restricting and supporting little bras. He freed his cock from his
trousers and gripped his pulsing shaft, sliding his hand slowly
back and forth as he watched through the peephole. He gasped and
quickened his pace as the array of breasts became revealed, the
sweet little orbs dancing delightfully as the girls played and
joked with one another in high spirits. He ogled the differing
sized of nipples and the way the rosy pink buds stuck out in
firmness, he sighed inwardly and increased the pace of his wanking
again.

Panties now, slipping down over their slim shapely hips and
thighs to reveal many differing colours and quantities of public
hair, some of the gussets clinging between the folds of their labia
until pulled free. The little sluts bent and sat now in a naked
display of their bodies as they put on the little socks and sports
shoes. He felt himself coming as one girl parted her thighs,
raising one leg idly up onto the bench to tie her shoelace. Her
slim legs, long and elegant, looked so inviting and her thighs,
creamy white and tender made him shudder involuntarily. The
headmaster imagined himself, with his head between her thighs and
licking at her sweet little pussy. He grunted, tensed and then
came, spurting his sperm out in excited jerks as he watched the
slut displaying herself. She, although she was blissfully unaware
of it, had just been added to his list.

***

The cheeky little redhead from the encounter in the stable
block entered his study in a theatrical gush, her sensual red lips
were parted sexily in a huge smile that creased her face in joy. At
a nod from the headmaster she locked the door and walked across the
room to stand before his desk. Before he had time to speak she
gathered the hem of her skirt and hoisted it up around her waist
holding it there brazenly as he ogled her. The girl wore wispy
little panties, the white material so thin so as to be almost
transparent, and the bush of her red pubic hair clearly visible
beneath.

Quite why this little slut excited him so he still couldn't
fathom but that she did was certain.

The way the little bitch offered herself so willingly, defiant
of his authority and revelling in offering herself and her body for
sex. The little slut would have to be tamed that was for sure,
brought to heel and made to fall in to line but the thrill of the
challenge exited him beyond all else. Pain and punishment would
alter her ways but inwardly he liked her rebellious and carefree
attitude, it gave him a harder erection that he had attained before
and his cock throbbed incessantly its need for the game to
continue.

The headmaster stirred his finger lazily in the air to
instruct her to turn and the slut did so, presenting her back and
arching it so as to offer her taut buttocks in wonderful full
glory. He groaned aloud at the sight, the thin material was hugging
her firm buttocks to emphasis further their shape and the cleft
between them before disappearing down between the tops of her
slender thighs. He fumbled to release his trousers and gave a
relieved sigh as his pulsing shaft sprang free of the restricting
clothing.

He took his camera out of the draw and snapped off two shots,
got her to turn and face him and then several more as confirmation
of her willingness should it ever be needed.

"Come here slut," he ordered her.

Once the girl was standing by his side he slipped his right
hand up inside the back of her little panties, two of his fingers
slipping easily up into her wet pussy and his thumb pressing on the
tight little ring of her anus. He delighted not only in the feel of
her but her expression of marvelled amazement as she looked down at
his stiff cock.

She gasped and gave an involuntary little shiver as the
pressure on her anus increased. The girl bit her bottom lip and
then cried out as the head of his thumb forced the tight circle of
muscles apart and slid up inside her back passage.

He loved the way the little bitch simply stood there, her
hands holding her skirt up around her waist whilst he fingered her.
Further up he pushed, her face creased in a pained expression of
great discomfort mixed with pleasure to thrill him more so. Up and
up he pushed the thumb until his hand prevented any further
intrusion into her little body. He wriggled his fingers and thumb
in tandem, feeling her insides and the thin separating membrane of
her body.

The girl tucked her skirt into the waistband so as to hold it
up and to free her hands, one placed on the desk to steady her and
the other reached out to grasp his big cock.

The headmaster watched in fascination as her tiny hand and
fingers circled his thick shaft, closing slowly around it to draw a
huge sigh of pleasure from him at her hesitant touch. He shifted
his hips and moaned aloud as she began slowly wanking his throbbing
member. As his excitement built he began pumping his fingers and
thumb in and out of her, increasing the pace and force used as he
muttered his delight at her wanking of him.

The girl was lost in a heady world of sexual discovery and
experimentation. Her mouth hung open, her eyes were wide in awe and
her body pulsed its need as she panted heavily in her high state of
arousal. The fingering of her two passages at the same time was
alien to her, thrilling, so exciting and yet naughtily
so.

Harder and faster still be pumped into her, forcing her up
onto tiptoe as his inward thrusts became more urgent. The
headmaster was panting hard also now, his climax building and
moving rapidly toward the point of no return. His other hand
reached up and grasped her hair, his strong hand pulling her little
head down to envelope the head of his cock with her soft, wet
mouth.

The girl struggled and tensed as she sensed him coming, she
tried to pull back but his grip on her hair was simply too strong.
The relentless and painful fingering in her arse and pussy was
jolting her body hard to make maintaining her balance a difficult
thing. The pressure on her head, pinning her down and the hot
throbbing cock in her mouth all served to prevent and to stifle any
resistance. She gagged in revulsion as he came, her body locking
rigid to clamp her internal muscle tightly around his fingers and
thumb up inside her. She choked and gagged again, muffled protests
she uttered as the thick cream spurted excitedly into her mouth and
throat in forceful jets of ejaculation. On and on the spurts went,
filling her little mouth easily and the surplus come dribbling out
to drip down her lips and chin. Try as she might not to swallow, it
became necessary and her body shuddered in disgust as the thick
seed slid down her throat. When at last he released and withdrew
his hands, she fell face down on his desk, gagging and vomiting to
clear the foul tasting liquid from her throat.

"Not so sure of yourself now are you, bitch?" he gloated, "Now
get out of my sight and report back here on Friday at
five."

***

The tall blonde girl reread the note as she stood waiting in
the gardens at the rear of the school in the darkness. She had
concealed herself behind the greenhouse, close to the high
surrounding wall just as he has instructed her to do in the note.
She felt not some little disappointment at the ending part of his
note, the part that had instructed her to strip naked and to wait
for him. The girl had dressed to thrill in a tight hip-hugging
Lycra skirt and a shimmering red blouse that clung to her body like
a second skin. She had styled her hair and applied her makeup to
excite and entice and now, she had to strip.

Despite her disappointment she felt a certain thrill, not only
that she had easily seduced the older and wiser headmaster but at
undressing in the open air in the secretive and blanketing night
air. It felt naughty and nice to be secretive and to do what was
generally accepted as not socially acceptable behaviour for a young
lady. Her nipples firmed to a jutting hardness and her clitoris
hardened within its hooded covering as she slipped her clothes off
and folded them neatly. The building excitement coursed through her
entire body and she felt her pussy moistening at the thought of him
touching her again. She recalled the heady sensations and the
wonderful explosion of sweet feelings when she had climaxed,
feelings so powerful and exciting that she wanted to experience
them again and again.

The girl slipped off her wristwatch before laying it carefully
on top of her pile of clothes, then stood erect with her hands by
her sides and closed her eyes - exactly as she had been instructed
to.

She waited, silently listening to the rustling leaves of the
trees around her and the distant hoot of an owl. Her body pulsed
with sexual excitement and she imagined at times that she could
hear him approach but nothing happened. It thrilled her to be left
waiting so, uncertain and expectant, hopeful and yet fearful, the
feelings accentuated her sexual arousal to a terrific height. The
thought of discovery, by another member of staff perhaps, instant
expulsion for sure should that happen but it simply added to the
thrill and the danger element.

She cried out softly at the feel of the hand suddenly touching
on her backside, a large hand, his hand, the fingers stroking and
feeling with a calm reverence. The girl stood still, her eyes still
closed, bathing in the sensations as his hand roamed all over the
mounds of her buttocks. She whimpered her pleasure as the long
fingers teased at the backs of her thighs, edging slowly downward
toward her sex. She shifted her feet apart to allow him access and
gasped as the fingertips brushed against the puffy lips of her
pussy.

"Dirty little slut," he hissed, his face close to her left
ear, "you dirty teasing little slut."

She almost came; the situation, the words, dirty words and
insults pushed her level of sexual arousal higher still and that
increased more so as one of his long fingers wormed its way up into
her wet pussy.

"Touch your toes, whore," he breathed excitedly.

The girl, with his finger still up inside her pussy complied,
whimpering as her internal muscles clamped around his thick digit
as he moved her body. She remained there, bent over at the waist
whilst he pumped his finger in and out of her pussy.

"Mmmm," she muttered and sighed, "So nice it
feels."

"Grasp your ankles," was his gruff reply.

The girl pressed her breasts against her knees and gripped her
ankles. She cried out as the palm of his hand slapped down onto her
bare buttocks to send a slapping sound echoing between the high
wall and the gardens buildings. Again the big hand slammed in and
then again, building a steady rhythm as he spanked the girl's bare
backside hard. Her body jolted under the heavy impact, the searing
pain burning deep in her flesh and down between her thighs to
further enflame her pussy lips.

Fifteen times he spanked her, moving to differing parts of her
buttocks on each time he landed his hand on her. It reddened and
warmed her, increasing her arousal and his, ready for the sex to
come. The headmaster allowed himself a long and luxurious feel of
her ample breasts with one hand and a stroking of her enflamed
pussy lips with the other before kneeling down behind her and
kissing at her moist inner lips.

The girl grunted and shivered as the feelings rushed through
her, the heady feel and the tingling sensations she experienced
were out of this world to her. She gasped as he began licking,
running his tongue up and down the slit of her pussy and dipping
the tip of his tongue up inside. She shuddered in pre-orgasm as he
formed his tongue into a soft firm wedge, gripped her hips with his
hands and then pushed fully up inside her wet tunnel.