to a crashing orgasm, wailing
her pleasure as the tremors of climax ripped through her. She
tensed and flinched, shuddered and groaned before slumping back
fully sated onto the soft linen surface.
"Fantastic," she breathed, "simply fantastic."
The headmaster slowed his strokes, finishing his orgasm in a
deliberate slow pumping and revelling in her obvious delight at the
feel of him. She looked pathetic, grateful and so very pliable, he
would use her again, if not for sex then simply as a toy to abuse
and to endure pain. She would serve him well now as a devoted and
compliant slut that he could abuse and humiliate all he wished -
and the slut would take it all.
Chapter 4
His two guests sat back smugly in the deeply upholstered
Chesterfields in his private study, cuddling their brandy glasses
and grinning at his request.
"But we cannot possibly influence the decisions on the board
of governors," the ageing and balding man protested.
"Oh but you most certainly can," the headmaster countered and
gulped at his brandy. "I have known you both for years, it was both
of you that recommended me for the post here and now I want my
appointment made permanent."
"Impossible," the taller man stated flatly and helped himself
to another brandy from the decanter on the coffee table between
them.
The headmaster shook his head.
"There are, as you know, six seats on the board of governors
and I have gained two votes there already, add your two, and I am
head of this school for evermore."
By their expressions and the way they shifted uncomfortably in
their seats both men though the idea less than exciting.
"We have already helped you in gaining your appointment," the
fat man said and shrugged his shoulders to further display their
unwillingness to assist.
The headmaster gave a wry smile and topped up his own
glass.
"Perhaps an incentive is required?"
"You can't bribe me," the taller man spat in disgust, "no
amount of money will sway me."
"I wasn't thinking money," the headmaster countered
acidly.
An uncomfortable silence followed before the fat man broke
it.
"So what then if not money?"
The headmaster sat back in his armchair and crossed his legs
casually.
"You Henry - and you John, both have certain sexual
preferences. Young girls I believe?"
"Blackmail is it?" the taller man shouted angrily and stood
up.
Unruffled, the headmaster continued in a calm and controlled
tone.
"No, not blackmail at all, an incentive, a sexual
incentive."
The taller man sat back down, his interest now roused, the fat
man edged to the front off his seat, his face flushed and eyes
blazing excitement.
"The pupils here..."
"But they are under age," the tall man protested
weakly.
The headmaster smiled and said in a low and teasing
tone.
"Not the sixth formers though, they are all above the age of
consent."
The fat man was sweating, wringing his hands and breathing
hard.
"You Henry," the headmaster stated, "you'd like to get into
the knickers of some of the older girls here - wouldn't
you?"
The man swallowed hard.
"I've seen you," the headmaster continued, "the way you leer
and ogle those fresh young legs and try to see up their skirts when
they are sitting. You'd love to get inside some of those fresh
young pussies wouldn't you?"
The man cleared his throat and nodded.
"I can make it happen," the headmaster said and
paused.
The taller man spoke first.
"You mean that...you can actually...with those young
beauties?"
The headmaster gulped at his drink and spoke with a casual
ease.
"I can, and with some of the female staff if you
wish."
The two men looked at one another, the taller man again
spoke.
"My!" he sighed wistfully, "That new staff member...the little
petite brunette, now she would be..."
"She's an excellent fuck," the headmaster stated loudly and
then sat grinning. "Had her only last night and what a pretty
little body she has on her too."
The two men stared incredulously, searching his face for signs
of jest and found
her pleasure as the tremors of climax ripped through her. She
tensed and flinched, shuddered and groaned before slumping back
fully sated onto the soft linen surface.
"Fantastic," she breathed, "simply fantastic."
The headmaster slowed his strokes, finishing his orgasm in a
deliberate slow pumping and revelling in her obvious delight at the
feel of him. She looked pathetic, grateful and so very pliable, he
would use her again, if not for sex then simply as a toy to abuse
and to endure pain. She would serve him well now as a devoted and
compliant slut that he could abuse and humiliate all he wished -
and the slut would take it all.
Chapter 4
His two guests sat back smugly in the deeply upholstered
Chesterfields in his private study, cuddling their brandy glasses
and grinning at his request.
"But we cannot possibly influence the decisions on the board
of governors," the ageing and balding man protested.
"Oh but you most certainly can," the headmaster countered and
gulped at his brandy. "I have known you both for years, it was both
of you that recommended me for the post here and now I want my
appointment made permanent."
"Impossible," the taller man stated flatly and helped himself
to another brandy from the decanter on the coffee table between
them.
The headmaster shook his head.
"There are, as you know, six seats on the board of governors
and I have gained two votes there already, add your two, and I am
head of this school for evermore."
By their expressions and the way they shifted uncomfortably in
their seats both men though the idea less than exciting.
"We have already helped you in gaining your appointment," the
fat man said and shrugged his shoulders to further display their
unwillingness to assist.
The headmaster gave a wry smile and topped up his own
glass.
"Perhaps an incentive is required?"
"You can't bribe me," the taller man spat in disgust, "no
amount of money will sway me."
"I wasn't thinking money," the headmaster countered
acidly.
An uncomfortable silence followed before the fat man broke
it.
"So what then if not money?"
The headmaster sat back in his armchair and crossed his legs
casually.
"You Henry - and you John, both have certain sexual
preferences. Young girls I believe?"
"Blackmail is it?" the taller man shouted angrily and stood
up.
Unruffled, the headmaster continued in a calm and controlled
tone.
"No, not blackmail at all, an incentive, a sexual
incentive."
The taller man sat back down, his interest now roused, the fat
man edged to the front off his seat, his face flushed and eyes
blazing excitement.
"The pupils here..."
"But they are under age," the tall man protested
weakly.
The headmaster smiled and said in a low and teasing
tone.
"Not the sixth formers though, they are all above the age of
consent."
The fat man was sweating, wringing his hands and breathing
hard.
"You Henry," the headmaster stated, "you'd like to get into
the knickers of some of the older girls here - wouldn't
you?"
The man swallowed hard.
"I've seen you," the headmaster continued, "the way you leer
and ogle those fresh young legs and try to see up their skirts when
they are sitting. You'd love to get inside some of those fresh
young pussies wouldn't you?"
The man cleared his throat and nodded.
"I can make it happen," the headmaster said and
paused.
The taller man spoke first.
"You mean that...you can actually...with those young
beauties?"
The headmaster gulped at his drink and spoke with a casual
ease.
"I can, and with some of the female staff if you
wish."
The two men looked at one another, the taller man again
spoke.
"My!" he sighed wistfully, "That new staff member...the little
petite brunette, now she would be..."
"She's an excellent fuck," the headmaster stated loudly and
then sat grinning. "Had her only last night and what a pretty
little body she has on her too."
The two men stared incredulously, searching his face for signs
of jest and found
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