From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Subject: GIRLS SCHOOL MASTER 4/4
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
There was no doubt about it, Evelyn was a expert at giving head
she suck and sucked. As her head bobbed up and down her tongue
slowly massaged my maleness, I felt like exploding, however I
clinched hard on my cock and started to count slowly. This took
away from my immediate desire to cum. It was incredible
,the woman I just spanked was giving me a blowjob and with such
gusto. She was now sucking harder and harder. I could feel her
cool saliva running down my testicles. The sight of her head
bobbing up and down, the sucking, the spanking of Lynne and
later her mother was all to much for me. I exploded, my organism
, I thought would never end. Evelyn kept swallowing every drop.
She must have been working overtime. I was pushing as hard as I
could against her face hold it in place with my hard. I could
hear the slurping noises echo in my office. When it was over, I
was thoroughly exhausted from the experience. I dropped
back in my chair, Evenly got up looking at me with a knowing
gleam in gleam in her eye. We smiled at each other. She bent
over(exposing her wonderful posterior and much to my delight and
surprise it still carried the red marks of my paddle) and
pulled up her panties. She came to were I was resting and
planted a sweet lingering kiss on my lips. As she parted she
said she would need some more discipline inordere to become a
good mother figure for her daughter and I was to discipline her
daughter for any minor infraction of the rules...I knew this was
going to be a great job. We left my office and joined the
rest of the parents attending the festivities. I saw Ann, the
headmistress and was wondering if she suspected anything. After
looking at her for a moment I knew I was alright. I had never
spanked a fully grown woman before and the mental images were
getting me hard again. Evelyn positioned there with her
gorgeous ass and me and my paddle. Ann noticed I was hard and
asked what had happened with Miss Colewell. I told her about
discipline her daughter Lynne and was thinking of Lynne's ass
and how cute it was. I dare not tell her of spanking Miss
Colewell as well. She the said maybe we should talk care
of that problem. Knowing fully what she ment. I had no problems
and followed. Soon we were in Ann's office when she bent down
and started to suck on my dick. Suddenly, there was a knock on
the door. There was a scramble and I got my dick back in my
pants. The door open and in came one of the guests. Ann and the
new stranger hugged and exchanged social kisses. Ann introduced
me to Mrs. Wellington as the new assistant headmaster. Ann told
me she was the mother of Jamie Wellington one of our most
accomplished student. I had never seen her thou, she was never
on "the list". Mrs. Wellington started to tell me what a
problem child Jamie was and how Ann had brought her to her
senses. She described in great detail how Ann disciplined her
daughter while she was there. She started by telling us how
James was made to bend over the desk in Ann's office. She told
us how Ann made little Jamie lift her skirt and pull down her
regulation cotton panties and expose her tiny heart shaped butt.
I could tell there was something very odd Mrs. Wellington
breathing had changed and her cheeks were blushing. I tell she
was getting excited. She continued about Ann taking the paddle
and paddling Jamie's butt until it was beet red and how Jamie
was howling with each stroke. I was getting my third hard on of
the day. Mrs. Wellington had tiny sweat beads on her forehead.
Ann suddenly interrupted and called Mrs. Wellington by her
first name, say "Victoria, that isn't the whole story. Why don't
you tell Mr. Hazel the whole story. Mrs. Wellington, Victoria
turned several shades of red. Ann said sternly. "Well Victoria,
should I." Victoria look down on the floor and said "Mr.
Hazel, I was a wanton mother, I didn't know how to discipline my
daughter. After Ann excused Jamie from the office Ann and I had
a talk." Looking at Ann I saw she was enjoying this. Victoria
continued, she told me inordere to discipline my daughter, I had
to have discipline myself. At first I didn't know what she ment.
I asked for further explanation. Ann told me about rules and the
consequences for breaking them. She asked me if I was
disciplined as a child and I said "No". Victoria said she
wasn't ready for what was about to transpire. She said Ann told
her inordere to be a good disiplinarian she had to discipline
first hand and that she haqd no idea what she ment. I was
shocked and horrified at what happened next. She told me to
remove my dress, for some unknown reason I did as she told me.
There I was in my blue laced panties wearing my panty hose, high
heeled shoes and my blouse. I watch Ann as she went over to her
chair, She picked up the foot stool. I had no idea on what she
had in mind, I thought she was going to sit on it. Ann placed it
in the middle of the floor. Thank God for carpeting. Ann told me
to come here, to the middle of the floor and she pointed to the
stool. I didn't understand. The a stern voice she said "On you
hands and knees." I was numb and did as I was told. I
got down on my hands and knee and positioned the stool as
comfortably as I could moo knees were dangling because the stool
was too tall. I noticed she was getting a pillow. Ann then
dropped it on the floor and placed it under my ankles and feet.
Again in a stern voice Ann said remove you panties. As a
grown woman already in a compromised position I said "No"
emphatically. I looked up and saw Ann looking at me
disapprovingly. I didn't know what to do. Ann got down on
her knees next to me. I could feel her hand rubbing the small
of my back, pretty soon I felt her hand under the elastic of my
panties. I was trebling all over, for a woman never did such a
thing to me. I felt the left side go down, then the right side.
Soon my panties were at the folds of my knees. I felt like
dying, no man had ever done this to me, yet a woman was doing
this. I tried to imagine how I looked with my panties at
my knees and my rear end in the air and my knees dangling. Ann
left me for a moment to ponder my situation. I thought to myself
"A fine mess I got myself into now.". Suddenly Ann voice
brought me back to reality say "Are you ready?" I didn't know
how to respond I looked up helplessly. She was walking back to
her desk and got a paddle and riding crop. I fear was
increasing, my body was sweating like never before. I didn't
know what was awaiting me. As my body was getting warmer
and warmer I could feel the air condition cooling off my rear
end and pussy. It felt good. Then Ann asked if I was ready a
suddenly chill came over my body. The moment of truth arrive.
Ann again in a stern voice said "First I will spank you 25 times
with my hand, then you will receive 15 with the paddle and
finally five with the riding crop. Do I make my self clear?". I
didn't know what to do. Get up and leave or stay. I choose to
stay. I head the tools drop to the floor, the riding crop
brushed up against my dangling feet and came to rest on the
floor beside. Ann then got on her knees, I was looking
over my shoulders, when Ann suddenly and harshly told me to look
forward. I did as I was told. I heard her hand swoosh thru the
air it landed on the right side of my butt. I felt the stinging
and let out a muffled moan, then a second fell on my left mound.
I was trying to contain myself. My butt was getting more
sensitive with every "hit". At twenty five Ann stopped.
Boy was I glad. MY butt was burning. Ann again said "Are you
ready?". I could see the paddle in her hand. "this is going to
be a bit different. You will count out the fifteen paddles out
loud". I look at her and was promptly told to face forward.
Once again I did as i was told. I was Ann hand rise and moments
later the paddle landed on my sensitive butt. I let out a scream
and counted one. I repeated this until the fifteenth had
landed. My ass was aflame the cool air conditioning felt good
blow up and down my crack. I knew Ann could see everything. The
pain had subsided and I was getting moist. Looking over
at Ann I could see she was reliving the whole experience her
skin was flush, her pupils were dilated, hard breathing was
rapid and tiny beads of sweat were visible on her face. She look
rather good slouched down on the couch like that.
Victoria, Mrs. Wellington continued her story... Ann let me rest
for a little while. I could feel my juices running down my
legs. Ann spoke and I went into a trance. I remember her picking
up the riding crop and telling me to spread my legs I did this
immediately. This exposed even more of me, the air conditioning
was setting multiple tiny orgasms in me. I didn't know why, with
this person about to whip me with the crop. Ann got up
with the crop. I was looking at Ann. She was looking me right in
the eye and said "This is going to hurt like no other pain you
have experienced before.". I took a deep breath and said "Really
ten?". Ann smiled and said turn around. Again I was looking
forward and at nothing in particular. The first one landed
right in the middle and across both mounds. I let out a scream
like I never did before. The room was spinning and getting dark
and red. My butt was stinging, I could feel the welt raising. I
was going to pass out, but I didn't. The second one feel and I
relived the experience again. By the forth "hit" i was bawling
like a little girl begging Ann to stop. They just kept on
coming. My feet were flying everywhere, my ass was wiggling in
every direction. Ann had developed a sweat. Finally, relief the
last one had landed and my ordeal was over. I was still sobbing
like a little girl bent over the foot stool. I stayed still for
a long while. Ann was admiring her handy work. Needless
to say I hard a major hard on Ann looked ready and Victoria was
flushed with embarrassment about the story she just told.
Ann getting up asked Victoria if she wanted another session
while she was here. Victoria quickly agreed. Ann smiled and said
the was a new twist. Victoria was surprised and asked what that
was. Ann with a smirk said I was going to administer her
discipline. Victoria was appauld but could do nothing. She went
over got the stool and placed it in the middle of the floor bent
over, lifted her dress and stopped. Asking meekly she said "May
I keep my panties on?". The obvious answer came from Ann a
resounding "NO". SO Victoria pulled her pants to her knees. Ann
went and got the riding crop and told Victoria she must be very
quite because of the school activities out side. Ann walked
over to me and gave me the riding crop. Victoria was facing
forward. Ann told me she was ready now. I walked behind Victoria
and admired her ass. I was really turned on by the laced panties
bundled up in the panty hose. Ann told Victoria to spread her
legs as wide as they would go. Victoria did as she was told. I
was viewing her womanliness with gusto. I swung the crop hit my
other hand with a loud noise. Victoria jumped, looking at me
with her percing blue eyes. Ann said no more then ten and
to begin. I landed the first one across her mounds, she let put
a muffled scream. I could see the welt raising across both
mounds of her ass. Pink at first and then bright red. Ann said
hurry up. I started and could stop. By the time I got to the
tenth "hit" Victoria was crying like a little girl. I must say I
have to admire Victoria. Thru the whole thing I only heard
muffled screams and now her crying was muffled. I let rest on
the stool. I was not prepared for what happened next. I
turned around and the was Ann with her dress and panties on the
chair. She had a rather well shaved bushed. I had a raging hard
on on. Victoria was still sobbing silently on the stool bent
over with her ass in the air. Ann told me to sit down while she
prepare... I thought this woman was going to have to endure
more? Ann causally walked over to her lock filing cabinet
and open it. I must admit I was shock by what she took out. I
had see them in movies and magazines but not in real life. There
it was a strap on dildoe. Ann was putting on herself then she
took out two small jars. The first she applied to the dildoe.
Taking both jars she sat down to a still sobbing Victoria and
open the other jar. She rubbed the cream all over Victoria's
ass. I could see the criss crossed welts subsiding. Ann was
massaing Vicki's ass. Soon Vicki stopped sobbing. The criss
cross welts were still there. Then I saw Ann open the other jar
put some on her finger and start messaging Victoria asshole,
soon her finger was inside her. She moved it back and forth a
few times and took it out. The next scene was the most
incredible I have ever witnessed. Ann took her hand and
thoroughly lubricated the 10" dildo. She put it up against
Victoria ass and rhythmically started pushing it in. I thought
she was going to spilt her in two. The dildo must have been two
inches round. She pumped back and forth each time the dildo went
in about half an inch. Back and forth until a good six inches
where Victoria's ass. Then Vicki asked for Ann to stop and not
go any deeper. At this point Ann stopped, I got up to get a
closer look. I got down on my knees and touch Victoria's ass it
was still very hot from the thrashing I had given her. I was
really turned on the dildo half in have out. Ann reached down
and held the expose part of her fake prick. She started to pump
again but very slowly. She would pull it almost all the way out
and push it back in up to her hand. Victoria was moan with
pleasure, her ass was still burning to my touch. Ann
pumped away like this for a little. Then Victoria said "I want
more inside of me.". Ann then pushed a little more of the fake
cock in her. Victoria seamed a little uncomfortable but managing
okay. It was probably eight inched in her. Ann was very
carefully pumping back and forth. I move infront of Victoria and
watched her face. Her face was flushed with desire as Ann
pumped away. Sighs of pleasure were coming from her mouth. Ann
said "Here we go now" pushing her strap on as deep as it would.
Victoria arched her back to receive the monster in her ass. An
was pushed up against Vicki's ass. She pulled back and Victoria
let out a muffled moan of pleasure. Ann was picking up the tempo
back and forth. Soon the dildo was moving like a piston. Ann
was pulling it out and jamming back in as hard as she could. She
was using the whole length too. I could see Victoria loving
this. This was incredible one woman ass fucking another in my
presence. Ann and Victoria were covered in sweat.
Victoria was about to cum! She was shaking, sweating and
moaning. Soon her head dropped and she arched her ass even more.
I saw her hand spread her ass even more say "Fuck my ass, I
cumming". This was the only clue Ann needed. She was pumping
back and forth like there was no tomorrow. Victoria came for
minutes. To exhausted to get up. Ann slowly removed the
dildo from her ass, leaving a gaping hole exposing here
sphincter muscles. It was a lovely sight. Ann got a towel from
god know where and started cleaning Victoria.
From - Tue Jun 11 17:34:01 1996 From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** ) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: GIRLS SCHOOL MASTER 1/4 Date: 26 Apr 1996 14:05:38 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 245 Message-ID: <4lql7i$9s7@dfw-ixnews3.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ix-dc14-10.ix.netcom.com X-NETCOM-Date: Fri Apr 26 9:05:38 AM CDT 1996 Path: news-sto1.tfi.net!nntp.inet.fi!news.funet.fi!news.eunet.fi!EU.net!howland.reston.ans.net!ixnews1.ix.netcom.com!ix.netcom.com!news
Richard Hazel was delighted that he had been selected
from among several applicants to be the assistant headmaster, or
in this case assistant to the headmistress, of one of the most
exclusive girl's school in the country. The entire staff of
Greenwich Academy was female, except for a very elderly biology
teacher and, now, Richard. Fresh from school, himself, having
just received his master's in English literature, Richard had
been looking for a teaching position. An interview over lunch
with Greenwich's lovely headmistress, Ann Henderson, had
clinched the job.
"You know the assistant head acts as the school
disciplinarian." Ann had said grinning broadly, "I wonder if you
are aware of that." Richard was, indeed, unaware of that part
of the job and Ann had explained the discipline practices at
Greenwich.
"Girls are sent here by very conservative families who
want them to behave in a traditional way. Therefore, they
insist on old-fashioned discipline and give us written
authorization to administer it." Ann Henderson laughed when
Richard continued to look puzzled. "We use corporal punishment,
Richard," she said. "In addition to teaching them literature,
you will have to spank them - that is the younger ones. Girls
16 and older are put over a punishment horse and a rattan cane
is applied to their bare bottoms."
She smiled at his obvious embarrassment. "You'll get
used to it. There is always a female there to help you, usually
me, and we do all the bottom baring that is necessary. All you
have to do is apply the punishment."
At the thought that he would be spanking bare female
backsides, Richard had blushed deeply. Then, as he cooled off,
he noticed that the conversation was really exciting his new
superior. "Ms. Henderson," he said finally, "I'll try to do the
job properly." She had insisted on his calling her Ann and,
when they shook hands to seal their new relationship, her hand
had lingered on his arm squeezing it warmly.
That had been a few weeks ago before the beginning of
the new term. Now, the school year was well under way and
tonight was his first experience as disciplinarian. With some
hesitation, he walked toward his office exactly at 8:00 P.M.,
the time set for the week's punishments. There were three girls
waiting for him on the bench outside the office, their eyes
averted and obviously distressed as they anticipated their
fate. One of them, apparently the oldest, looked quite adult
and well developed notwithstanding the school uniform that she
wore. For a moment their eyes met and the girl blushed deeply as
she recognized the man who was about to discipline her.
Ann was already in the office preparing for the evening
session. She had placed a straight backed chair in the center
of the room and rolled the horse out of a closet, firmly
locking its wheels in place after it had been set in an open
area of the office. It was the kind used for gymnastics with a
padded leather top.
"We start with the youngest." Ann said,"that gives the
older girls a little more time to think about what's coming and
they appreciate the lesson all the more. This paddle is what we
use on the youngsters." She handed him a thin wooden paddle
through which several smooth round holes had been drilled.
At a signal from Ann, another female teacher who was
assisting brought the first girl into the room. She was a very
nervous 12 year old who had been caught stealing . "Well,
Doris," said Ann, "you're going to get a spanking and I hope you
learn not to take other people's things. Now, go and place
yourself over Mr. Hazel's lap."
The young girl, tears already beginning to roll down her
cheeks, begged to be spared the painful punishment. "Please, Ms.
Henderson, I don't want to be..to be spanked. I'll never do it
again."
"Nonsense, Doris, you deserve a spanking and you're
going to get one. If you delay, it will only be harder for you."
Crying loudly, the girl lay across Richard's lap as he
adjusted her small body so that the child's buttocks were
properly positioned under his right hand. Ann lifted Doris's
school uniform jumper out of the way and lowered the white
cotton panties to a point just under the curve of the bottom
cheeks completely exposing the spanking area. Taking the
paddle, Richard applied it to the round cheeks firmly,
alternating from one to the other.
"Yike........yeow......oh......ouch." The hapless girl
yelped as the paddle struck her resiliant bottom cheeks, each
solid smack leaving a red blotch on the girl's round backside.
As Doris kicked her legs vigorously, Richard realized that the
paddle was imparting a painful sting even though he was not
swinging it very hard. A simple snap of the wrist brought the
wicked instrument rushing through the air to hit the exposed
bottom with a loud report. The howl from the young student
testified to the pain it must be causing.
After a few minutes, the young bottom had been reddened
considerably and the well-spanked child was tearfully promising
ideal conduct. Richard looked at Ann who nodded her agreement
that Doris had been sufficiently punished. Richard released the
girl, who quickly pulled up her panties and ran from the room.
"Very well done," said Ann, "you did that quite well and knew
when to stop." Ann's own face was flushed with excitement. "I
have difficulty with that and, since we don't want to punish the
girls excessively, I prefer that the assistant head do it,
although this is the first time we've had a man.
The next girl to be ushered into the room was a 15 year
old who had violated the school's smoking rules several times.
Ann recited the various incidents to her and announced the
punishment. The young lady blushed furiously as she realized
that she was to be spanked and hesitated before taking her place
across Richard's lap.
"Come, young lady," Ann commanded, "get over there.
Next year you will feel the sting of the cane. I think you
would prefer the spanking."
This time the regulation panties were lowered to reveal
a very well developed female bottom. The girl's twin cheeks
were exquisite and Richard could not resist admiring them before
he began to spank the lovely mounds of bottom flesh.
Nevertheless, he administered the spanking as objectively as
possible causing the cheeks to wiggle and squeeze as the sting
of the paddle penetrated into the soft and yielding flesh.
"Ouch..........oh..........don't...........Yeow.....
please stop..............Agh." The teenager's howls mingled
with the sharp smacks of the paddle as the girl's legs kicked
and waved in the air giving Richard a delightful view of her
vulva and pussy lips.
It seemed to Richard that spanking a lovely young girl
was not altogether unpleasant. He could feel his own excitement
stiffen as the girl bounced and wiggled over his lap, rubbing
against what he hoped was not an obvious bulge. Richard was
more than ready to terminate the punishment when the reddened
bottom cheeks and the penitent wails of the teenager indicated
that the lesson had been learned.
When released from her humiliating posture, the young
girl stood, her panties at her ankles, exposing the furry thatch
of her pubic mound as well as her chastised bottom cheeks which
she rubbed vigorously. Richard, slightly embarrassed by this
display, began to blush. This seemed to amuse the females
present, including the punished student who slowly, and somewhat
painfully, wriggled into her panties while affording Richard
another vivid view of her rosy twin mounds.
When the young girl left the room, Ann walked over to
Richard and, bringing her face close to his, whispered so that
only he could hear her. "Don't be upset. It's perfectly natural
for you to be stimulated by these girls. We'll discuss this
later. Now, it's time to see what you can do with the cane"
At Ann's signal, the other teacher escorted the last,
and oldest, student into the room. She was the very mature 17
year old whom Richard had noticed before and, obviously, in her
last year at the Academy. Her well developed figure made even
the school uniform look delightful and the short jumper revealed
lovely legs. As a senior, she was priveleged to wear
pantyhose and shoes with moderate heels, all of which added to
her erotic appearance.
"My dear Alice," said Ann addressing the girl, "last
year you were a chronic curfew violater and you seem to be
getting off to the same start this year, but this time with a
twist." Turning to Richard, Ann continued. "You are aware of
Edgewood, the school for boys at the end of the road.
Unfortunately, it's too close for our comfort. Last week Alice
was discovered in a boy's room over there. The headmaster
brought her back to us and assured me that the boy would be
properly punished. Since they have the same discipline policy as
we do, I assume he is paying for his fun in the same way that
our Alice will."
The girl's face reddened as she responded. "I was just
visiting and lost track of time. I didn't do anything wrong -
nothing happened - believe me. We were just talking."
"I'm sure," said Ann sarcastically, "then how did your
panties wind up on the floor of his room."
Alice, thoroughly embarrassed by this confrontation, and
the dreaded chastisement in store for her, began to sob. "We..
..we were just [sniff].....oh, I don't see why I can't be
treated like an adult. I'm almost 18.
"You were just about to say that you were starting to
have sex when you were interrupted," suggested Ann. "You should
consider yourself lucky that you were. When you are 18, you can
do what you wish. However, you are not there yet and it is my
obligation to see that you are maintained under discipline."
The ladies escorted the tearful Alice to the horse and
bent her over it so that her backside was uppermost on the
padded top and her feet barely touched the floor. Leather cuffs
hung from the frame of the device and these were used to
imprison the girl's hands. Smiling, Ann lifted the jumper out
of the way and lowered the hose and the panties underneath to
expose a well form pair of bottom cheeks already wriggling with
embarrassment and anticipation. "Very well, Mr. Hazel, let's see
if a dozen strokes will improve Alice's behavior.
Grasping the rattan cane firmly, Richard tested it once
by whipping it through the air. The reaction of the young lady
whose bare bottom was exposed for punishment suggested that she
had heard its sound. Again he brought the rattan through the
air but this time he applied it smartly to the twin cheeks
before him.
Instantly, a red welt appeared on the quivering mounds
accompanied by a moan of pain. Alice gasped again as Richard
laid on a stroke. Pausing briefly, he again wielded the cane
placing a stripe almost immediately below the first one.
"Yeow..", Alice shrieked, kicking violently with her
feet and managing to drum on the floor with the tips of her
shoes as the sting spread across her naked backside.
"Oh....please, it hurts terribly."
Richard studied his target for the next stroke. The
girl's buttocks were raised high and presented perfectly for
punishment. Not only were the bare hillocks in evident view,
but the humiliating posture also exposed a substantial part of
the intimate area between them. Richard found himself becoming
aroused by the sight of the pussy lips, surrounded by a furry
thatch of pubic hair, and hidden in the cleft betweeen the
quivering bottom cheeks.
Nevertheless, Richard recalled himself to the job at
hand and continued to wield the cane on Alice's wiggling and
naked posterior, pausing briefly between each stroke to allow
the full effect to be felt. Alice's shrieks served to reassure
Richard that his performance was effective just as the reddening
stripes, criss-crossing the pale mounds of Alice's bottom, gave
proof that the punishment was being well applied.
By the 8th stroke, Alice was howling hysterically.
"Oh..., please............oh this is awful.......it
hurts....yeow.........I promise I'll never do it again."
When the final strokes had been applied without mercy to
the wailing Alice, the hand restraints were removed from the
sobbing young lady. She remained over the horse, however,
bawling miserably and seemingly unwilling to endure the
humilation of facing her tormentors. Instead, for a few
minutes, she continued to present an erotic display of bottom
cheeks covered with fiery red welts and, as she wiggled and
bounced with pain, a furry cunt visibly moist from her exciting
ordeal.
It seemed to Richard that he had an erection that could
not be calmed as he contemplated the ease with which he could
insert his stiff manhood between those wet pussy lips.
Embarrassed, himself, Richard quickly sat down as the ladies
helped Alice dismount.
The girl removed her hosiery and panties, not wishing to
endure the friction of underclothes against her chastised
backside, and with a quick and wistful glance at Richard, fled
sniffling from room, her jumper skirt barely covering her red
bottom.
Ann dismissed the female assistant with a nod, then
locked the office door. Smiling, she approaced Richard, aware
of his embarrassed situation. "She was cute, I must admit," Ann
said.
Ann knelt in front of Richard and, to his dismay,
unzipped his pants and freed his tormented cock from the
clothing which had imprisoned it. "Now relax," Ann murmered,
"these sessions get me horny too, so I suggest we simply do what
is neccessary to obtain relief. Do you agree"?
Richard could only moan in response as Ann inserted his
stiffend cock between her red lips. In a few moments, his
delighted sighs filled the room and evidenced his assent.
From - Tue Jun 11 17:34:06 1996
From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** )
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: GIRLS SCHOOL MASTER 3/4
Date: 26 Apr 1996 14:06:54 GMT
Organization: Netcom
Lines: 214
Message-ID: <4lql9u$qcp@dfw-ixnews8.ix.netcom.com>
NNTP-Posting-Host: ix-dc14-10.ix.netcom.com
X-NETCOM-Date: Fri Apr 26 9:06:54 AM CDT 1996
Path: news-sto1.tfi.net!nntp.inet.fi!news.funet.fi!news.eunet.fi!EU.net!howland.reston.ans.net!ixnews1.ix.netcom.com!ix.netcom.com!news
From - Tue Jun 11 17:34:09 1996 From: nogarder@ix.netcom.com(*** ) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories Subject: GIRLS SCHOOL MASTER 2/4 Date: 26 Apr 1996 14:08:52 GMT Organization: Netcom Lines: 64 Message-ID: <4lqldk$qdn@dfw-ixnews8.ix.netcom.com> NNTP-Posting-Host: ix-dc14-10.ix.netcom.com X-NETCOM-Date: Fri Apr 26 9:08:52 AM CDT 1996 Path: news-sto1.tfi.net!nntp.inet.fi!news.funet.fi!news.eunet.fi!EU.net!howland.reston.ans.net!ixnews1.ix.netcom.com!ix.netcom.com!news
About 10 minutes later, Ann returned to Richard's office
followed by a reluctant teenager. Ann smiled as the girl
declined an invitation to be seated. "Betty," she said
addressing the nervous 14 year old, "I understand that you have
been smacked around a little. How did it happen?"
"It's nothing, Ms. Henderson," the girl mumbled.
"Nevertheless, you will tell me...about that and about
the Ladies of the Evening."
$H The reference to the secret organization definitely
struck home and a flush crept over the girl's face. "I...I
can't talk about it," she said.
Sternly, the young headmistress seated herself in one of
the chairs and pulled the surprised Betty over her lap. In a
moment, the girls uniform skirt had been raised and her panties
Go back to the main erotica page.