Date: Thu, 12 Jun 2008 18:52:04 -0700 (PDT) From: Marie LeClare <marieleclare3@yahoo.com> Subject: Struggling Artist - lesbian - authoritive This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidentseither are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, isentirely coincidental. Struggling Artist FFF - Spanking -Authoritarian By Marie LeClare Copyright May 30, 2008. I had always been interested in water color painting, since I was very young. Everybody who had seen my work loved it, but just wouldn't put out the cash for them. Oh sure I sold a few pieces, here in Dallas, Texas, but not enough to keep the rent paid, so when I saw this advertisement in the Dallas Morning News, daily newspaper, looking for an art teacher at a local all girls school, I jumped at it. Going in the next day for my interview I took along my art portfolio to show them some of my work. There was only one picture that I was concerned about, it showed two women walking away from each other and looking back fondly. So entering the principals office I was greeted by a very attractive woman, who I had guessed to be in her late 20's. With her hair done in the old pixie cut fashion that was popular back in the day. She greeted me warmly and had me sit in front of her as she looked at the samples of my work, with nods of approval after looking at each painting. When it came to the painting of two women walking away from each other, and looking back fondly, she stopped for a moment, and put the painting down, which I decided that meant I was not going to get the job. She looked at me for a very long minute and finally asked me, "Ms. LeClare, are you a lesbian?" Now I have never tried to hide it but I don't go walking up and down the main streets saying I'm a lesbian. So without a moments hesitation, I replied, "That shouldn't matter in obtaining employment, but yes I am." With her little laugh, she replied, "Oh it doesn't matter as far as employment is concerned, it was just for my personal information, because you see I'm a lesbian also but I have to hide it here at the school." After we both had a little laugh over that, and before she dismissed me to go to the art class, she remarked, "If you intend to hang some of your artwork, I would appreciate it if you wouldn't hang that picture of those two lovers saying their goodbyes to each other." of course I agreed. My first class was a shakedown. To get rid of anybody that I thought in my heart of hearts had absolutely no talent in art. So after hanging the paintings up on the wall, I had the class do freestyle, which they could paint anything I could recognize in the art class room. So the first hour of my day as an art teacher, and before I dismissed the class, I had them put their paintings on their desks, because I had made a little map which showed where everybody was sitting. So the next art class I taught, they would either find their new paintings on their desks, or the desk was empty which meant that they were being dismissed from the subject of art. This one cute girl, named Nickie, was like the class joker. She raised her hand and stood up to ask me a question, so I permitted it to happen after class was dismissed, and she would get her minutes of fame. As she was approaching my desk I couldn't allow her to be the class joker, but my eyes took in the sexy curves, which I liked a lot. Her skin was flawles. It was the color of smooth chocolate pudding. I certainly wanted to lick the bowl. She addressed me as Ms LeClare. She went on to show me that she was a talented artist and explained to me that her grandfather was a professional artist, who made greeting cards. Please she said, dont kick me out of the class, I'll do anything to stay in the class. I asked "anything? It was my turn to speak and speak I did. I told her that if she acted up in class at all she would get the spanking. Of course you don't have to submit to a spanking as punishment for acting like a child in class. The only thing I can do in a situation like that is to release you from the class and call your mother and explain why you are no longer in the art class. She agreed to any punishment I could think of so it was decided that today I would spank her. I positioned her across the back of a straight back chair, and slowly hiked her skirt up to reveal a pair of white bikini panties. As I rubbed my hand across her rear end as if to smooth any wrinkles, I could feel her tensing up. Then without notice I brought my hand down hard on her beautiful ass cheeks I told her that she would need to count and after we get to 10 we would take a little rest. As I was spanking her I noticed a little wet spot on her panties, that seemed to be spreading and getting bigger by the minute. Before we got to 10 two things happened. First I rolled down her white panties and then my classroom door opened very quietly and it was the principal with a wide smile on her face and nodding to me not to stop. Putting my hand between her legs I remarked that her pussy was very wet, and it was then that I asked if she had ever done this before with another woman, to which she replied that she had. After the spanking was complete she told me that the woman had her lick her pussy until she climaxed. As we were talking I noticed the principal had hiked up her skirt and had pulled her panties to one side and was rubbing her pussy. then I told Nickie to lift up her head and signaled the principal to come close so that her pussy was at the right height for Nickie to lick her. I didn't know how deeply the principal was into spankings so I played it by ear, but I soon found out that she was into it when she grabbed a handful of Nickie's hair and jerked her head closer to her hot pussy, and said, "suck it and lick it you little bitch cunt licker", and Nickie went in even deeper or as deep as she could go to satisfy the principal. While they were being busy I reached over to my bag and brought out my double head dildo, but before I strapped it on I made sure it was lubricated well from her pussy juice. Hiking up my skirt and rolling down my panties I strapped it on and took my position behind her so the dildo could be able to enter her hot pussy. Plunging the dildo into her hot wet pussy which brought forth moans of pleasure, I knew that the next plunge she felt was not going to be pleasurable when we started to fuck but it certainly would after a short time. With my hands on her hips I started to enter her pussy and asshole with the plastic dick, and started to fuck in earnest. With each of us getting close and on the edge I wondered who was going to cum first, and before i hadn't completely got that question out of my head I saw the principal throw her head back and scream , "Oh yes". It wasn't long before Nickie and I came together, and after we had all recovered from our sex party I told Nickie to report to my house on Saturday mornings, and with the biggest smile she agreed. If you like this story, or have an experience that might make a good story,please write to me at MarieLeClare3@Yahoo.comI have a new lesbian story group on Yahoo, it's co-ed so men are welcome. My old group wasdeleted by Yapoo, for what reason I don't know. So if have a filled in Yahoo profile, stating your age as being over 18, you may apply for membership. We haveother lesbian writers who post their stories, as well as my own.http://groups.yahoo.com/group/MariesStoryClub/ So join today :)