"Discipline is Crucial" (closed)

[ToniTaylor]

"Discipline is Crucial"​

Miki had been waiting in the otherwise empty hallway for nearly all of 6th period. She should have been in Advanced Chemistry. It was her last class of the day, and she was barely passing. Which was the reason she was in the hall, not in class.

What is that you're saying? Makes no sense? Yeah, well, you don't know Miki yet.

Today was Thursday. There was no school Friday. The was no school Monday either: Presidents Day or some other old dead white men holiday. Miki didn't care why she had the day off. She only cared that it was a 4 day weekend. That her family had rented a massive cabin in Vale for Miki and her friends for the holiday. That she had a flight aboard a chartered jet that left in two hours. And that she wasn't about to miss a weekend of skiing, drinking, and fucking because some teacher told her she had to see the Head Master about her attitude before she left for the day.

The door down the hall opened. An older woman stuck her head out, looking the 19 year old College Preparatory student up and down.

"Mickey, those shoes are a violation--"

"Yeah, yeah, Lois, I know," Miki cut in. She pushed away from the wall and headed eagerly toward the door. Her 4 inch spikes -- too tall, too narrow, too sexy -- clicked against the tile and echoed off the walls. "Is he available?"

Lois stepped aside and gestured the student through. As she passed, Miki corrected, "And it's not MIC-key, like the mouse. It's mee-kee, without accent on the first..."

Miki went silent and waved dismissively at the woman. Why was she explaining this to a secretary. Oh sure, Lois's desk placard said Executive Assistant. But the woman almost three times Miki's age was just a coffee server and general go-fer for the man Miki wanted desperately to see, and quickly.

"And your skirt is--"

Miki cut in again, paraphrasing the private school's regulations which she rarely paid attention to. "Four inches too high. Skirts and dresses may have a lower hem line a max of two inches above the knee. Wanna grab a ruler?"

"Why are you like this?" Lois asked in a polite, soft tone. "You are intelligent and witty and were such a good student--"

"Before I grew tits and realized that I don't need what I'm learning here to get through life?" Miki cut in. She gestured impatiently toward the door. Lois reluctantly knocked softly and opened it. Miki said with a low sneer, "Fourteen more months of this. My trust fund becomes available. And the first thing I'm going to spend my money on is a weekend for you with a gigolo sporting a big cock. Would you like that, Lois?"

The EA's eyes opened wide and her face exploded red in embarrassment. She backed then spun, then returned to her desk in shock. She reminded herself that two more years of snotty little girls and she could retire and get out of this place, too.

Miki stepped inside the Head Master's office. She closed the door behind her, leaning back against it. The man was on his cell phone with what sounded like a donor. Bryce Academy had once been a premiere private school for girls. But the Great Recession and the loss of fortunes amongst many of its donor families had been tough on the school most simply called Bryce. It had lost a quarter of its student body in the past decade. Worse yet, it had had to supplement its falling numbers with troublesome types. Like Miki.

Her father had been writing big checks to Bryce over his daughter's 8 years here. They had covered the standard tuition, room, board, and other required fees due for any student, good or bad. They'd also included what amounted to bribery meant to cover for his daughters constant antics. Miki first antics had occurred while she was participating in Bryce's Advanced Placement High School Completion Program. Smoking pot had been the first incident. And the second. And third. The fourth had been streaking naked across campus in the light of day with only a Halloween mask on. (The mask had worked, but Miki had announced her streak before hand and more than 60 cell phones had caught the act. Within seconds, she was all over Facebook, Instagram, YouTube and a dozen other social media sites.)

Then the antics became highly inappropriately sexual. She'd been accused of sucking a 23 year old Office Assistant's cock to get him to change her grades in the computer. She had, of course. But there'd been no proof. (The OA, of course, was let go.) She'd introduced the Dean of Science's daughter to the wonders of lesbian love. It hadn't been the sex that got Miki in trouble. It had been filming the encounter and blackmailing the Dean. Yes, you guessed it, Miki wanted a better grade on her Physics final exam. (As with the OA, the embarrassed Dean and his disgraced daughter are no longer at Bryce, but daddy's money had allowed Miki to remain.)

There had been numerous rumors of drug sales and distribution. Of theft of valuable jewelry, phones, and computers. Of vandalism. Of more taboo sex. But, there had never been anything that would get Miki and her daddy's money kicked out of her second Program at Bryce, the Post-Secondary College Preparatory Program. (The PSCPP. Most of the girls in it, all above 18 and some as old as 22, were problem children like Miki. And most of them had parents with big, BIG money. Which was why they joked that PSCPP stood for "Papa Send Cash, Pretty Please.")

"Good to see you, Miki," the Head Master said. He gestured her to a chair opposite him at the desk.

Miki was happy to hear the man pronounce her name correctly. Well, she'd expected it. They had these little get-togethers four or five times a month. Although school policy forbade it, Miki sometimes called him by his given name in private, just to imply a more intimate relationship between them. There wasn't one, of course.

But in truth, Miki was pretty sure that if she were to offer herself to the 'Master', he'd take her in a heart beat. But really? He was old. Old enough to be her father and maybe even her grandfather, she wasn't entirely sure. And he was stuffy. Or seemed to be. Just the type Bryce liked to keep up their image. But then, he was very handsome. And fit, for his age anyway. Miki had seen him in the school's gym during Staff Hours (when no students were supposed to be about). He was just the kind of man Miki would be happy to part her thighs for. But, so far, she hadn't had to. Daddy's money had always saved the day. And it always would. No, Miki would have to have one helluva good reason to take the Head Master's old shriveled up cock into her tight, girlish pussy.

Little did she know that that reason was upon her.

 

[cgraven]

Miki Johnson ! The name had come to both haunt and taunt Julian Lockwood, head Master of Bryce Academy. Julian was quite familiar with Miss Johnson academic record. Miki had begun her career at Bryce as an outstanding student but as the years at Bryce passed her grades plummeted until her over all GPA was a disgraceful 2.2. Yet that was not the only problem, for with Miki’s plummeting grades, came disciplinary problems as well. Julian should of long sense expelled the girl yet father, Reed Johnson, had made it financially benefital for Julian and Bryce to keep Miki on. That was until Miki’s last escapade when Reed Johnson had declared that Miki was on her own and he would not spend another cent on bailing her out, after all she was 19, a young woman, not a child. Julian’s train of thought was interrupted as he heard that last of Miki’s conversation with his Executive Assistant.

"Fourteen more months of this. My trust fund becomes available. And the first thing I'm going to spend my money on is a weekend for you with a gigolo sporting a big cock. Would you like that, Lois?"

There was no mistaking the condescending note in the girl’s voice. Julian drew a deep breath. He watched behind tented hands as Miki sauntered into his office. He could not help but notice the stiletto heels, and the skirt that was at least twice as high above her knees that the school dress code allowed.

"Good to see you, Miki,"

The often practiced ritual began again as usual. Julian gestured her to a chair opposite him at the desk. His desk was as it always was, a picture of his estranged wife glowering out from the picture frame, there was not a perfect marriage but it had lasted. Julian smiled at Miki, as this was to be their last meeting. Julian Lockwood dropped his hands, his dark hazel eyes met Miki’s. As always he was impeccably dressed, there was a touch of sliver at his temples and his close cropped tawny copper hair was neatly groomed.

“Miss Johnson at the end of the semester you will be expelled from Bryce Academy. That will allow you four weeks to find another school if that is your desire.”

Julian knew well that one of the conditions of Miki’s trust fund was that she had to graduate and Miki was far from having the required credits and the prospects of another school accepting her at 19 and with her record was slim at best.

“That is all Miss Johnson.”

 

[ToniTaylor]

Miki smiled at Julian’s declaration of her ejection from Bryce. She was waiting for the Headmaster to do as he always did in these circumstances. Tell her to report the news to her father. Give Daddy a day or two to formulate another donation to or equipment purchase for the school Wait for him to send the check. Cash it and go on with life until Miki’s next offense.

But then Julian simply dismissed her. He had never done that before It had been so quick that it took Miki a moment to even begin contemplating the situation. Hell, he hadn’t even taken the usual time to let his gaze fall to her young, firm bosom, the nipples of which were more than obvious with the lack of a bra behind the uniform’s thin cloth.

Miki’s little smirk faded slowly. She sat up taller in her chair, only causing her B cups to become even more obvious. “What are you saying?”

She listened to his response. Then Miki began to panic. “You don’t want me to call my father? To let him…?”

Miki didn't finish. The Headmaster was serious. He was kicking her out. He couldn’t do that. He couldn’t kick her out. Miki had to finish Bryce. Her future depended on it. The future of her money depended on it. If she didn’t finish PSCPP, the full cash payout from her trust became a monthly allowance instead. And Miki simply couldn't survive on a measly $5,000 a month. How could anyone be expected to survive on just five grand a month? It was inhumane!

Miki asked why this was happening, beyond the fact that she deserved to be expelled. The Headmaster would either explain the deal between him and her father or he wouldn’t. Didn’t matter. Miki knew she was fucked.

Unless.

She had slumped back into her chair again as they’d talked. Now she sat back tall again, emphasizing her bosom again as she smiled to Julian. Miki had heard that the Headmaster’s wife hadn’t been seen on campus in weeks. She had a number of sources for that and believed it to be totally accurate. She’d also heard that the Headmaster had some sexual quirks. But those were only third and fourth hand rumors.

Mii rarely out much faith in such gossip, but in this case she was desperate. So she took a chance.

“Mister Lockwood,” Miki began with a tone that suddenly made her sound six years younger that her actual age of 19. She flashed him a wide grin. “I’ve been a bad girl, and I deserve to be punished. But. Isn’t there something else we could consider?”

 

[cgraven]

Julian Lockwood had waited a very long time to take Miss Miki Johnson to task, to burst her little bubble in which she could buy her way out of any situation. Julian smugly watched as the realization slowly dawn on Miki that he was quite serious, that this time she would truly be expelled. The headmaster of Bryce watched as Miki slumped in her chair obviously chest fallen at this sudden an unsuspected turn of events. He watched as Miki drew herself up in the chair and leaned slightly forward. He noticed how her firm young breasts strained against the thing material of her school blouse. IT was quite obvious, as her nipples were quite obvious, that Miki had not bothered with a bra today. What a little tease Julian thought.

“Mister Lockwood,”

Miki’s voice had taken on the note of a little girl lost, of a frighten child suddenly beyond her depths.

“I’ve been a bad girl, and I deserve to be punished. But Isn’t there something else we could consider?”

Julian noticed the little pout that bowed Miki’s moist ripe lips, and the slow come hither look in her soft eyes. Her short little skirt had ridden up her long sculptured legs and now barely covered her panty clad pussy. Julian eyes were glazed with a forbidden lust he was tempted to take advantage of the situation. No….no…he couldn’t he was Head master of Bryce Academy, it was wrong! And yet as his mind rejected the temptation that Miki presented he found himself speaking,

“Yes Miss Johnson you have been a very naughty young lady and you do deserve to be punished.”

The tip of Julian’s tongue slid across the bow of his lips. He pushed his chair back from his desk and his dark hazel eyes met Miki’s.

“Come here young lady!”

For the first time there was a harsh note of command in the Headmaster’s voice as he crooked his finger beckoning Miki to come to him.

“Lay across my lap Miss Johnson!”

Julian Lockwood held his breath as he waited to see if the rebellious head strong Miss would swallow her pride for the moment and do as she was commanded.

 

[ToniTaylor]

“Yes Miss Johnson you have been a very naughty young lady and you do deserve to be punished.”

Just the use of the word naughty caused Miki's heart to skip a beat.

The Headmaster pushed back from his desk and demanded, "Come here young lady!” He curled his finger in invitation, adding, “Lay across my lap Miss Johnson!”

Oh Jesus Christ Almighty, it was true!

Bryce Academy Headmaster Julian Lockwood was a spanker!

Miki wasn't sure where the rumor had begun. She hadn't given it must credibility when first she'd heard it. So she had neither believed it nor followed up the tale. But here it was. Here he was! Demanding that Miki lay over his knee so that he could spank her!

Oh my God!

And then suddenly Miki found herself questioning whether or not she could go through with it. What had she been thinking? This was it. Of course. She'd thought Julian would spank her. She'd thought Julian would want to spank her. It was the whole reason she'd taken this path.

So, why was she now hesitating?

Miki pushed her lower lip out in a pout and diverted her eyes to the floor. She asked with almost a whimper, "Do I have to, Mister Lockwood. I don't want to get spanked. Isn't there something else? I could stand in the corner. Or write 'I will be a good girl' a hundred times on the dry erase board."

But the educator was insistent. And still looking at the floor, Miki stood, hesitated, and came around the desk. Her hands clasped the opposite arms just below the elbow. It was meant to look protective in nature. But honestly, the body posture was intended to push her breasts together, making them even more conspicuous to the teacher's hungry eyes.

Miki hesitated before Julian a moment, until he urged her to follow his instructions. She glanced up to his face with sorrowful eyes. Her bottom lip quivered. When her gaze fell to his groin again, Julian's erection was obvious. So obvious. So fucking obvious! She tried to hide her delighted smirk but couldn't. Her lips spread a bit before she got control of them, pouting again as she began to take the position.

"Excuse me," she said in a whisper as she reached her left hand in between Julian's thighs to grasp the front of his padded wooden chair. Her wrist was so close to his gonads that a little nudge inward would have put them in contact. If that wasn't suggestive enough, though, as she lay across Julian's lap, the fore of her right arm laid right down across his lap, right atop his rock hard cock.

"I'm sorry I was bad," Miki said as she pressed her arm firmly upon the Headmaster's erection. "I deserve this. Please, punish me as you see fit."

 

[cgraven]

Julian savored the shock that he saw in Miki’s soft dark eyes. The headmaster of Bryce Academy was well that Miss Miki Johnson was use to being in charge by the very virtue of her father’s money and influence. It seemed that now the Headmaster was not swayed by her father’s power. Could he her own father be the author of her downfall? Julian loved this moment of power as Miki hesitated then slowly the stunning young beauty slowly rose from her seat her soft eyes demurely down cast.

"Do I have to, Mister Lockwood. I don't want to get spanked. Isn't there something else? I could stand in the corner. Or write 'I will be a good girl' a hundred times on the dry erase board."

It was not the first time that Julian had seen the little girl pout but this time the stern look that Miki saw let the young beauty now that the headmaster was quite serious. Slowly Miki came to him, his eyes boldly taking in every luscious curve of Miki’s gorgeous young body. The way her hips seductively swayed, the way her arms crossed just under her firm young breasts, thrusting them up and out as if Miki was offering them to him. Julian’s lecherous eyes savored the way that Miki’s sheer knee high hose and stiletto heels accentuated the sensual curve of her calves. His eyes rose to take in the creamy silken skin of Miki’s thighs. God he wanted her.

"Excuse me,……. I'm sorry I was bad…….. I deserve this. Please, punish me as you see fit."

Miki seductively cooed as she lay across her Headmaster’s lap her arm suggestively pressed to his growing erection.

“Have no fear Miss I shall do exactly that.”

S he spoke Julian Lockwood took the helm of Miki’s school uniform and slowly drew it up and flipped it up and over the small of the young girl’s back to reveal that she wore nothing but a scandalous lacey thong. Julian smiled as he hooked his thumbs into the wicked garments waist band then slowly drew them down over the swell of Miki’s hips, down the long sculptured column of her legs until they cascaded down Miki’s legs to bunch around her trim little ankles. Julian’s finger tips trailed across the firm alabaster curve of Miki’s firm little derrière. Then suddenly without warning his hand came down, struck Miki’s bare little derrière with a resounding CRACK.

“Repent young ladies say Thank you Sir and maintains the count Miss Johnson.”

Julian paused a moment studying the crimson print of his hand on Miki’s creamy alabaster skin.

“ Your punishment will be ten of my best. Shall we begin Miss Johnson.”

Julian’s hand came down again. The force of his blow set Miki’s firm little ass jiggling.

“That was one Miss Johnson.”

The Headmaster paused a moment giving Miki a chance to do as he had commanded as she hesitated he warned her.

“If you lose count or hesitate to long we will start over again as ONE Miss”.

By the time Julian reached four, his hand dipped between Miki’s thighs his finger running the length of her sweet little pussy. Then his hand came down again to set Miki’s now crimson ass jiggling.

 

[ToniTaylor]

SMACK!

Miki's body tensed from skull to toes as Julian's flattened hand came down upon one of her butt cheeks. She gave out a little cry. It was a sincere sound: the slap did, in fact, hurt. Her first thought was why some women, or men for that matter, liked being spanked as a part of sexual interaction. It fucking hurt!

“That was one Miss Johnson.”

"One, sir," Miki said with a weak whine, feigned unlike the earlier cry. "Thank you, sir."

“If you lose count or hesitate too long we will start over again as ONE Miss”.

SMACK!

The result of the second slap was the same: tense, cry, relax. "Two, sir. Thank you, sir."

SMACK!

SMACK!

Miki's cries of pain got a bit more intense. So did her count and thanks. The former were real. The pain in her butt cheeks was increasing. The latter was feigned. Miki had always been good at faking sounds for men who wanted to here something in particular from her. That was particularly true when they wanted to believe she was enjoying their cock in or mouth on her pussy, when no such ecstasy was impending. But all together, her tone and volume with Julian, whether real or feigned, could very well have been mistaken for those of a young child being duly punished, as was her intent.

Then, Miki felt something new. Julian's free hand had been resting on the back of her thigh while the other punished her. But now, it had slid higher between her thighs. Toward her pussy. To her pussy. Onto her pussy. She tensed up again as Julian's finger began sliding over and through her sensitive folds.

SMACK!

"Five, sir!" she repeated. As Julian's finger became more active, Miki arched her back in an effort to push her pussy toward his fingers. As the pleasure intensified, she spoke with a slightly begging tone. "Thank you sir."

SMACK!

Miki performed her duty as directed. But this time she did more. She slid the arm pressing upon Julian's lap back until her hand found his cock.

SMACK!

She began massaging Julian's cock through his slacks and underwear. Miki's lower body was beginning to move rhythmically with the man's touch upon her. The slapping of her ass may have been painful.

SMACK!

But the pleasure between them was becoming incredible. Julian truly knew how to touch a woman. And Miki was certain that by the time they reached the tenth slap, she just might cum from--

There was a loud knock on the door. Miki had never moved to quick, leaping from Julian's lap. She started to back away, intent on returning to her chair. But her thong was wrapped about her ankles. Miki lost her balance and toppled backwards, landing on the couch against the wall.

"Headmaster Lockwood, are you alright in there?"

It was Lois, of course. Miki knew she couldn't get the thong up and in place quickly. She ripped the panties down past her heels. Standing and rushing to her chair, she threw them at Julian. "Hide them!"

Just then the door opened. Lois stuck her head inside. Just then, Miki slapped her open palm hard upon the desk. Looking at Julian, she hollered, "It's not fair! My grades aren't that bad."

She slapped her hand down again. It wasn't exactly the same sound made by the Headmaster's hand upon her ass. But Miki hoped it was enough to fool the elderly Assistant. She slapped it down again. "It's just not fair!"

 

[cgraven]

CRACK.

"Two, sir. Thank you, sir."

Miki gasped her sweet angelic voice tinged with the pain that radiated through the young beauty’s pert little derrière. Julian smiled as the girls creamy ivory skin slow turned crimson and grew warm to his touch, the print of his hand clearly visible on that sweet firm flesh. Miki's cries of pain became a bit more intense with each blow of her headmaster’s hand, as did her count and thanks. Julian loved the little gasp that escaped from Miki’s moist ripe lips as his finger toyed and teased her moist pussy.

CRACK, CRACK, CRACK.

Julian’s hand came down again and again as Miki announced each blow and thanked her Head master for it. Yet something had definitely had changed as this little trouble maker squirmed on his lap. As Miki pert little derrière seemed to rise in anticipation of the next blow, as if begging for it. The way the little minx, rubbed his cock with her arm. Julian smiled as the sweet musky scent of Miki’s growing arousal filled his nostrils. The thought of making this stunning young beauty cum from his spanking alone excited Julian Lockwood Head Master of Bryce Academy.

"Headmaster Lockwood, are you alright in there?"

That voice, the soft but insistent knocking at the door broke the spell. It was Lois, of course. Miki knew she couldn't get the thong up and in place quickly. She ripped the panties down past her heels. Standing and rushing to her chair, she threw them at Julian.

"Hide them!"

Julian’s eyes met Miki’s as he slipped her panties into the top draw of his desk just as Miki scurried back to the chair across from her headmaster as the door opened and Lois stuck her head inside.

"It's not fair! My grades aren't that bad."

Miki petulantly declared as she slapped her hand down on his desk with a loud CRACK.

Julian had to admit that Miki Johnson was if nothing else a very quick witted young lady. Miki little performance continued for Lois’s benefit. She slapped her hand down again.

"It's just not fair!"

“SIT DOWN Miss Jonson!”

Julian Lockwood’s voice was stern commanding and the look in his eyes told Miki he was in no mood for any of her antics. He then turned to his Executive Assistant.

“ Lois I do not appreciate being interrupted when I am disciplining a student.”

The scarlet blush that kissed Lois’s cheeks indicated that she knew exactly what was going on behind the Headmaster’s oaken doors. The woman flushed a deeper shade of crimson as she turned on her heel closing the door behind her. The mood had been broken and Julian knew it. Yet he was not through with Miki yet. The idea of making her cum by a spanking alone had captured his imagination.

“I shall let you consider your behavior over the long weekend Miss Johnson.”

Again there was a stern commanding note to her Headmaster’s voice one that Miki had never heard before. One that she might never had suspected that he was capable of.

“I shall see you at the end of the school day on Tuesday…………..”

Julian paused for just a moment before he added.

“We have not completed your punishment yet, Miss Johnson.”

When Miki had stormed out of his office and slammed the door behind her Julian drew her ripped panties from his desk draw and inhaled deeply before slipping them back into the draw. A wicked smile bowed his lips he was far from being through with this rebellious young Miss.

It was indeed a long weekend that seemed to drag on as vision of Miki’s firm, crimson, and naked little derrière danced before Julian’s mind’s eye. He could hardly wait for his next meeting with Miki, and he would make sure that Lois would not interrupt them again.

 

[ToniTaylor]

“Lois I do not appreciate being interrupted when I am disciplining a student.”

Miki's back was to the woman at the door. She couldn't tell whether or not the Executive Assistant was buying the act. Lois's retreat without comment only muddied the waters. Miki suspected that the older woman wouldn't have called out her boss right then and there if she'd thought something untoward had been taking place. Then again, maybe she'd bought Miki's cover hook, line, and sinker.

“I shall let you consider your behavior over the long weekend Miss Johnson.”

"Thank you, sir," Miki said. She stuck her lip out again for a moment, then smiled just a bit.

“I shall see you at the end of the school day on Tuesday ... We have not completed your punishment yet, Miss Johnson."

"Yes, sir," she said, again extending her lower lip. She stood, instantly feeling the change of blow flow through her spanked flesh. She went to the door but didn't immediately open it. She stepped one foot a bit farther outward, parting her thighs. Leaning to look back at her bum, Miki lifted her skirt high, exposing nearly all of her ass, half of which was obviously redder than the rest. She suspected that her pose also gave Julian a bit of a glimpse of the swollen, wet folds between her thighs, too. She looked back at him with that pouting expression. Then, smirking devilishly, she repeated for the last time, "Thank you sir."



The weekend didn't go as Miki had expected. In some ways it turned out to be better. In others not so much. A total of fourteen invited guests stayed at least one or more of the four nights. The guests included Miki's friends, family, lovers, former lovers, and prospective lovers. She partook of and enjoyed her share of the ecstasy manifesting within the massive log cabin. But it wasn't nearly as enjoyable as she'd hoped.

Miki's mind was almost constantly coming back to Bryce Academy. Not on the school alone. Not on the Headmaster alone. Not on the spanking the latter had given her alone. No. Her mind was on how she was going to keep Julian Lockwood from booting her out of the school. Miki was pretty sure that letting him spank her occasionally wasn't going to do it. She was even pretty sure that letting him finger her wasn't going to do it. Fucking her occasionally? Yeah, probably. Sucking his cock? That had worked very well for her in the past with other men.

But this wasn't about improving a grade to a level she didn't deserve. Or getting her out of charges from another sex or drug charge. This was life changing. This was about her fortune. About her trust fund. She was going to have to come up with something a bit more unique for Julian Lockwood. Something no one else could provide him.

Sunday night, Miki's last evening in Vale before flying back to school, she found the answer. Or, at least, she hoped. She was flat on her back, moaning in ecstasy to the incredible tongue work of a young woman she'd only just met named Amy. And Amy, well, she made Miki think of Amy. No, not that Amy. Amy Harding. Amy Harding was a Bryce Academy classmate, who -- like the young thing eating out Miki's pussy now -- would do just about anything she was asked or told to maintain a close relationship to Bryce's most infamous student.

"That's it," Miki moaned, thinking about Amy Harding.

The other Amy misunderstood, asking, "Up and down like that?"

Miki didn't immediately understand the question. No why it had been asked. Once she did, she only responded, "Sure."

She lay there contemplating the various girls at Bryce that she could get involved in her little plot with Julian. The other Amy (with her mouth beginning to go numb) inquired as to how close Miki was. Miki used her hands and legs to eject the young woman from between her thighs.

"It's not happening," she told the now unimportant Amy. Miki looked to the naked man laying beside them. He'd been masturbating as he watched the pair go at it. Miki rose to don a robe and leave. She told this Amy, "Get yourself some cock. I have to think."

Miki made her way to a deck to look out upon the mountains. The cabin had a spectacular view. There were virtually no houses or artificial lights between it and the otherwise dark mountains. It was cold out but there was no wind. Miki stood there for a long moment, contemplating her return to Bryce. Then she recalled how the Headmaster had fingers her so skillfully. Reaching down between her own thighs -- and ignoring the two couples nearby watching her -- Miki drove her already excited body to orgasm. Then, after regaining her composure, she returned to her bed where the satiated couple had already gone to sleep in one another's arms.

 

[cgraven]

Julian had played out the scene over and over again in his mind. He heard himself saying
“I shall let you consider your behavior over the long weekend Miss Johnson.”

Miki’s pouty little chastened

"Thank you, sir,"

Again his own voice so commanding, so forceful,

“I shall see you at the end of the school day on Tuesday ... We have not completed your punishment yet, Miss Johnson."

"Yes, sir,"

This time Miki gave him a coquettish come hither smile as she struck a seductive pose and slowly raised the helm of her school skirt above her slender waist, exposing nearly all of her pert little derrière, half of which was obviously redder than the rest. That seductive pose gave Julian a bit of a glimpse of the swollen, wet folds between Miki’s thighs as well. Then Miki smirked devilishly and cooed seductively,

"Thank you sir."

It was perhaps the tenth time Julian Lockwood had reviled the events of the afternoon and his resentment of his Executive Assistant interruption grew each time he had relived those events.

As Julian was brooding over the day’s events his wife Gloria was insistently babbling about one of her girlfriends’ low light husbands. Julian hands knotted by his sides, his eyes, narrowed, and he hissed,

“For God’s sake Gloria SHUT UP!”

Julian was gritting his teeth as he continued.
“I really don’t give a damn about that cow. If I was freed I would have left her years ago.”

“You Beast!!”

Gloria sobbed.

“I am going to Mother’s and taking dear Susan with me. When you have come to your senses call me.”

“Don’t hold your breath Gloria!”

Julian shot back. That was Friday night and the Headmaster of Bryce Academy had spent the long weekend with a bottle of Jameson Irish Whisky and the memory of Miki Johnson’s gorgeous young body squirming so deliciously on his lap as he spanked her. Julian Smiled as he anticipated his meeting with Miss Miki Johnson on Tuesday.

Early on Monday evening Julian was awakened by the sound of the doorbell. He rose from the couch, belted his robe, and ran his hand over the three day stubble as he hadn’t bothered to shave.

“Coming.”

Julian wondered who the hell call was at this hour.

 

[ToniTaylor]

Despite it being a weekend day -- okay, MLK, Jr., Monday, but what the diff'? -- Miki was standing at the Headmaster's door in her non-standard standard school uniform. She gave Julian a sly smile. Then, without invitation, simply walked into the home he shared with his wife. She'd been misinformed that he and his wife were estranged. She had no idea that dropping in on past Friday, she would have been met by Gloria Lockwood.

"Nice place," she said as she walked through it. She didn't mean it, of course. The on campus homes provided to the Chief Administration Staff were old and stuffy. Like most of the Chief Administration Staff. Old style, old colors, old, old, old. Miki liked glass and stainless steel and lots of lights and electronics. Though she knew it not to be true, she asked with an obviously disapproving tone, "Wifey decorate this?"

She glanced over her shoulder at Julian. Her expression was, what, challenging? Insubordinate? Both maybe. Miki looked away and continued onward to the next room. Her hips and buttocks swayed and shifted a bit more dramatically than was natural. Occasionally she would reach a finger out to toy with something. She would glance back to the Headmaster as he trailed behind her, ensuring that he was still there.

In the living room, Miki reached out to play with a little statuette. It tilted on its base and toppled over harmlessly onto the couch. She only glance back to Julian and said, "Oops."

She looked him up and down hungrily for the first time. It was a slow survey. A conspicuous survey. She flashed him a devilish smirk. "Where's the kitchen?"

Once there, Miki began opening drawers and cabinets. She even opened both doors of the fridge. And she left them open. Wide open! Each and every one that she touched. She didn't seem to be looking for anything in particular. She just seemed to be, well, being a little brat. Occasionally she found things that were phallic in nature: a bunch of bananas on the counter, a cucumber in the fridge. Or things that would caused sound and pain if used to spank: a spatula, a large wooden stirring spoon.

"What's in here?" she asked. She swung open a pair of louver doors to find a pantry and storage space. She disappeared from Julian's sight for a moment. But there was no doubt she was in there. Boxes and cans tumbled. Glass bottles tipped over but did not break. Well, no at first. There was a crashing sound of some sort of glass container. Miki emerged to hold her finger tips to her pursed lips. With mocked concern, she said, "Oops, again."

When she stepped out into Julian's full view this time, Miki was carrying an as-of-yet unused spool of rope, still in its plastic shrink wrap. She looked Julian's way and began ripping away the plastic. She asked with a suggestive tone and expression, "Where's the bedroom?"

Before she left the kitchen, Miki snatched an impressive butcher's knife from a block on the counter. Just the way she brandished it made it appear as if she knew her way around blades. Again, she found the next room on her self guided tour. Even before the trailing Julian entered the room, Miki had shed her uniform blouse. She tossed it aside and turned to face the Headmaster. Her perfectly pert B cups were adorned by nipples hardened by the chill in the air and the sexual excitement of the taboo situation.

Miki's eyes were set firmly upon Julian as she turned the knife in her hand. She lifted it to shoulder height, then sunk the tip of it into the wooden foot board of his and his wife's king sized bed. She smiled to him as she unrolled one end of the rope. Skillfully, Miki tied a knot in it and wrapped it around her wrist. The bedroom had cathedral ceilings with horizontal support beams spanning from wall to wall at an 8 foot height. She tossed the spooled end of the rope over one of the beams. Retrieving the knife, she cut the rope, then sunk the knife into the bed's frame again. She tied a second knot in the second end and slipped it over her second wrist.

"I've been a bad girl, Headmaster," Miki said. She began rolling each of her wrists, causing the looping rope to lift her arms upwards. She got to the point where she could just grasp the rope with in her clenched fingers. With a tone that was somehow both childish and suggestive at the same time, Miki said, "I think I need to be punished."

 

[cgraven]

When he had opened his door Miki was standing there in her customary stiletto heels and non-standard standard school uniform. As usual the spoiled young Miss swept by her Headmaster into his home into his private domain a sly little smile bowing her moist ripe lips.

"Nice place,………. Wifey decorate this?"

There was no mistaking Miki condescending and mocking tone to her sugar sweet angelic voice. The young beauty gave Julian a haughty, challenging look over her shoulder. It was if she was challenging him daring him. Daring him to do what, Julian wondered. Miki trailed a single finger over the back of furnisher, as she sauntered from room to room. In the living room she deliberately tipped over a little statuette, and teasingly gasped,

Oops

As Miki wandered through the house there were several occasions where she had teasingly gasped Oops again. Julian had not spoken, he gave no discernable reaction to Miki’s little provocations. When they reached the kitchen and pantry Miki actually broke a jar her fingers pressed to her pouting lips.

Oops again.

Then Miki turned to her Headmaster and cooed,

"Where's the bedroom?"

Miki’s behavior was becoming more outrageous, as she tried ever harder to illicit a response from Julian. The young girl now had a knife and rope. Julian arched his eyebrow as Miki continued her search for the bedroom. Once Miki found it things began to move very quickly. She stripped off her blouse bearing her prêt firm breast to him. Then Miki smiled to him as she unrolled one end of the rope. Skillfully, Miki tied a knot in it and wrapped it around her wrist. The bedroom had cathedral ceilings with horizontal support beams spanning from wall to wall at an 8 foot height. She tossed the spooled end of the rope over one of the beams. Retrieving the knife, she cut the rope, then sunk the knife into the bed's frame again. She tied a second knot in the second end and slipped it over her second wrist.

"I've been a bad girl, Headmaster, I think I need to be punished."

Miki stood there bare chested her hands over her head taunting Julian.

“Yes Miss Johnson I do believe you need to be punished.”

Julian knew well that Miki had set the scene to tempt him to be the one in charge. Oh yes Miss Miki Johnson needed to be punished and taught a lesion at the same time. Julian turned on his heel and went to the dresser were he drew several silk scarves from a drawer then returned to were Miki was pretending to be bound.

“Miss Johnson if your wrist are bound with rope it will mare your wrists.”

Julian freed Miki’s right wrist folded a scarf into along two inch wide strip he wrapped and looped it around the girl’s wrist then tied it to the rope. He then warped Miki’s left wrist and tied the rope to it.

“Now for a little adjustment Miki.”

He pressed his body to hers let Miki feel his ridged cock pressed to her belly. Reaching high he tied a knot and very soon Miki’s hands were truly stretched above her head to the point the young beauty was balancing on her toes.

“Shall we start at one again Miss Johnson,”

It was not so much a question as a statement of fact.

SMACK

The first threes blows came in rapid succession. Again as Miki’s crimson derrière jiggled so sensually after the fourth blow Julian’s singer lid along the length of Miki’s labia.

SMACK

This time when Julian’s finger dipped between Miki’s thighs he rolled her little clit beneath the pad of his finger.

“My you are such a naughty young lady Miss Johnson.”

SMACK

Another blow, and again his finger dips to tease and torment Miki. Julian Lockwood had every intention to keep up Miki’s punishment until the young girl came from her spanking and that was just the beginning of the evening that Julian now contemplated for this willful young beauty.

 

[ToniTaylor]

(OOC: For anyone following out story who is in education, don't be offended by one particular line below. It's a young woman's perception of education. I have been a teacher, and I am now an administrator. So, it is self-mocking.)



“Yes Miss Johnson I do believe you need to be punished.”

Miki didn't honestly know what to expect next. She wasn't the type to put herself in such a vulnerable position. Girls and young woman all around her were being sexually abused, even raped. Miki didn't blame them, of course: she blamed the abusers and rapists. But the first thought that came to her mind each time she heard of another victim or even rumors of such, her first thought had always been 'Did she leave herself vulnerable, open to such horror?'. Miki never drank or did drugs around men she couldn't trust or in situations or places where such could happen to her. And yet here she was, tying her own half naked body up in the home of a much older man who liked to spank 'little girls'. What the fuck was she doing??

It was irrational, believing that no harm -- SERIOUS harm -- would come to her at this man's hands. She didn't know him. Not really. He was just a stuffy school administrator. A glorified teacher. Not even that. What was that saying? 'Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach. Those who can't teach, administrate.'

But Miki didn't believe that Julian would hurt her. Not in THAT way, anyway. This was just sex games, not sex abuse. Wasn't it? Either way, it was happening. And Miki had made it happen. And she was going to do it the way she always did everything: with full commitment.

She tightened her grasp of the ropes encircling her wrists. She hadn't really thought out the bindings. They hurt. She'd seen the rope, noticed the home's construction style, and recalled having seen photos online of women in such positions being spanked, whipped, and of course pleasured. Miki was tickled pink when Julian crossed with the scarves. She presumed he had a better way. He rewrapped her wrists. He even explained it was to make her more comfortable. Well, actually, he didn't. He said it was to hide any marks. She had school tomorrow. Couldn't very well return to school from a four day weekend looking like she'd spent the time as she was about to now, could she.

When Julian pressed up against Miki, she felt the taller man's erection press against her smooth, flat belly. Even with his slacks on, she could feel the firmness of his cock. And the size. She'd felt it before, of course. Slumped over his lap being spanked. He was big, though she wasn't yet sure how big. At least seven inches. Maybe nine. She'd had bigger. She hadn't ENJOYED bigger. The monster cock she'd had in her last year had unfortunately been attached to a guy who didn't know how to use it. It hadn't been in her again, obviously.

Miki thought Julian was pressing his member to her to let her know what was coming next. But what came next was the sudden up thrust of her body. The Headmaster skillfully pulled the ropes tighter. And Miki suddenly found herself standing on her toes! Her feet had already been apart enough to open her thighs to Julian. To make available to him the pussy he'd fondled days earlier. But now Miki's weight was supported not by her feet flat on the floor but by her stretching toes and the hands grasping at the softer feeling scarves.

“Shall we start at one again Miss Johnson,”


And the spanking began.

SMACK!

Miki's body tensed from tippy toes to grasping finger tips. It felt so different from that first time. In Julian's office, laying across his groin. She felt so, what? Vulnerable? No. She'd already decided Julian wouldn't hurt her beyond what he found sexually stimulating for either of them. Or both of them. No, this was something different.

"One, sir!" she began counting, knowing Julian would expect it again. Her body began to relax. "Thank you, sir."

SMACK!

The second spank came so quickly after the first. Miki barely got out her words of 'gratitude' for the attitude adjustment before she again felt her ass being jostled by the hard hitting palm and fingers.

"Two, sir!" Miki tightened her grasp on the scarves preparing for more. Her buttocks were beginning to sting already. Was he spanking her harder? Or was it the binding? The upright posture? "Thank you, sir."

SMACK!

"Three, sir!" In his office, the spanks had all been to one butt cheek for the most part. But this time around, Julian was distributing the punishment to both halves of Miki's beautiful derriere. Maybe that was it. Maybe that was what felt different. "Thank you, sir."

SMACK!

"Four, sir!" Miki's grasp of the scarves were digging her moderately long nails into her palms. She loosed her grip a bit, altering it until it was more comfortable. Then, suddenly, there it was! Julian's spanking hand had been resting upon her stinging flesh after each slap. But after the fourth, his fingers slid between her thighs and found her pussy. The ease with which his fingers moved about her labia told Miki that she was already sopping wet.

She tensed again, but for a far different reason that reaction to pain. She tried to part her feet further. Tried to open herself to Julian's touch. But she was already essentially dangling from the rafter on her tippy toes. She wasn't going any--

SMACK!

Julian had pulled his hand back suddenly and spanked her again.

And that was when it occurred to Miki. Why it felt so different. It wasn't the upright posture. It wasn't the bindings. It wasn't the equal distribution of punishment across the beautiful ass cheeks that her male (and even some female) classmates found themselves entranced by on a daily basis.

It was domination. Miki wasn't just in a vulnerable situation. She wasn't just tied up. She was being dominated. Julian was in charge. Julian had control. Julian could do anything to, with, or for Miki that he desired. And that was what was different. Miki had never in her life been in this position. She'd always been in control of her life. Total control. With lovers. With friends. With classmates. Even with her parents. And yet here she was now, under the Headmaster's total control. Dominated.

"FIVE, sir!" she called out with more volume and emphasis. "THANK you, sir."

Again, Julian's hand slipped between her thighs. He wet his fingers in her folds and found her clit. She tried to move her body to match the movement of his digits but couldn't. She was at his control. His total control. And it was. And it was. And it was so fucking stimulating.

“My you are such a naughty young lady Miss Johnson.”

"I AM, sir!" she called out to him. Then, as if to ensure that Julian didn't stop too soon, she reminded him, "That was five, sir."

SMACK!

"SIX, sir!" Miki was getting lost in the alternating pain and pleasure. "THANK you, sir!"

SMACK!

"SEVEN, sir!" The difference between the two was almost becoming incomprehensible. "THANK you, sir!"

SMACK!

"EIGHT!" Each time, Julian slipped his fingers back between her legs. Each time it was for a bit longer. And each time, the pleasure was so much more intense. As was Miki's desperation for those fingers to remain where they were. The spanking was intensifying the young woman's pleasure. No, not the pain itself. The domination. She'd never known such a feeling in her life. "EIGHT, sir. THANK you, sir!"

SMACK!

"NINE, sir! THANK you, sir! ONE MORE, sir!" Miki didn't know she was saying the words until they came out of her mouth. And to be honest, she didn't know why she'd said them. Did she want more spankings? Or did she want them to end so that he could concentrate on the other part of what he was doing?

SMACK!

"TEN! THANK YOU, sir! ONE MORE, sir!" Miki had intended to speak THOSE words, though. She didn't want him to stop yet. The pleasure his fingers were giving her clitoris was incredible. But Miki was afraid that a major constituent to that pleasure was the pain being administered by the Administrator. She struggled to look back over her shoulder. She demanded, "One more, sir! I must be punished!"

SMACK!

Miki didn't count this time. She didn't thank Julian. She just waited for the fingers to find her pussy again. Waited for the manipulation to return. Waited for the pleasure she'd never known before. She demanded, "One more, sir! Punish me!"

SMACK!

Again, the spanking. And again, the fingers at her sensitive flesh. Miki was close. She could feel it. It felt different. But, she knew what it was. She spoke again. But this time, it was less demand and more desperation. "One more, sir! Please, sir. Punish me."

SMACK!

"Don't stop," Miki begged when Julian's fingers found her clit this time. "Please, sir. Don't stop."

She didn't clarify what she'd meant. Spanking or fingering. But Julian must have known. His fingers stayed were they were. Between her thighs. Upon her clit. Within her labia. "DON'T stop, sir. Punish me, sir."

He didn't. And soon, Miki was moaning in concert with Julian's movements. Then whimpering. Then softly crying out. "DON'T STOP, sir. PUNISH me!"

And then, it was there. Miki's head came back. Her eyes looked up to the support from which she hung. Her back arched. Her arms tensed, almost lifting her from her toes. And she erupted in orgasm. Her entire body exploded in an obvious tremble as she gasped out in ecstasy. Between light screams she managed, "DON'T STOP!"

Miki wasn't entirely sure how long Julian continued to fondle her clit. She was lost to the euphoria. Her eyes had gone closed as the pleasure swept through her. It was like no orgasm she'd ever experienced. Later, she would laugh in wonder at this. Tied up. Spanked. Fingered. By an 'old' man. A teacher. A Headmaster. What the fuck?

But right now, she was simply lost in the glory of the greatest climax of her young life. The waves of delight surged through her as the toying at her sensitive pussy continued. And then, spent, her entire body went limp. Her head fell forward. She still grasped at the scarves. But she was no longer holding herself upright. Miki dangled in the bindings. Later as well, she would realize that it was Julian's work at her wrists that had prevented her from simply collapsing to the ground.

The next moments were lost to Miki. The euphoria was overwhelming. All she remembered was hanging their with her eyes closed and murmuring, "Thank you, sir."

 

[cgraven]

Miki’s spanking began with the willful young beauty almost cooing,

"One, sir!....... Thank you, sir."

As Miki treated her punishment as just another sex game where she was in control, just toying with whoever’s turn it was to sexually please her. Yet as the count continued to climb, two, three, four with its little “Thank you, sir." and Julian’s fingers began to bring this stunning young beauty more and more pleasure, thing slowly began to change as Miki realized that she was not the one in charge.
Five, six, seven, eight, Thank you Sir. Miki gasped each time as the blows to her tight crimson derrière became more intense as did the pleasure that Julian’s fingers now so easily ripped from Miki’s bound and suspended supple young body. The intoxicating musky fragrance of the young beauty’s growing arousal filled Julian’s nostrils.

SMACK

"NINE, sir! THANK you, sir! ONE MORE, sir!"

There was no mistaking the pleading note in Miki’s voice as she now begged Julian for more. At the tenth smack to that sweet little pert derrière, that creamy soft alabaster skin glowed crimson and was now hot to the touch and yet Miki begged ” ONE MORE, sir!". The count rose to thirteen and still Miki begged,

"Don't stop,…….. Please, sir. Don't stop."

Pain and pleaser mixed and mingled and became one irresistible sensation that kept Miki begging and pleading "DON'T stop, sir. Punish me, sir……..DON'T STOP, sir. PUNISH me!...... DON'T STOP!" Miki whimpered over and over again.

“How could I deny you Miss Johnson when you beg so sweetly my dear.”

And true to his words Julian Lockwood continued to torment and tease Miki till lost to the euphoria. Her eyes fluttered closed as she was engulfed in a tidal wave of pleasure that swept through her. It was like no orgasm she'd ever experienced. she was simply lost in the glory of the greatest climax of her young life. The waves of delight surged through her as the toying at her sensitive pussy continued. And then, spent, her entire body went limp. Her head fell forward. She still grasped at the scarves. But she was no longer holding herself upright. Miki dangled in the bindings.

"Thank you, sir."

Julian stepped up behind Miki his fingers slipped from her hungering , grasping young body. His arms slid around her trim little waist and he drew the exhausted young beauty’s gorgeous young body back against his. His hands slid up the sensual curves of Miki’s torso and cupped her pert young breasts he rolled Miki’s taunt little pink rosebud nipples under the pads of his thumbs.

“Such a polite young lady you are becoming……..You’re most welcome Miss Johnson.”

As he spoke the stray hairs at the nape of Miki’s neck danced in Julian’s hot, moist, breath. Julian squeezed Miki’s breasts and pinched her nipples between his thumb and fore fingers as he ground his groin to sensual curve of Miki’s tight little ass.

“What do you want Miss Johnson?”

Julian drew Miki’s firm young body even closer to his. One hand slipped from Miki’s breast leisurely trailed down over the flat quivering plain of her taunt abdomen, across the smoothness of her shaved little pussy to dip between those hot wet folds. Yet his fingers just teased Miki, just aroused her and yet did not bring her the pleasure her treacherous young body craved.

“Don’t be shy my dear just tell me what you want!”

Julian’s teeth raked across Miki’s earlobe.

 

[ToniTaylor]

“Don’t be shy my dear just tell me what you want!”

Miki's chest swelled and contracted in the aftermath of her orgasm. With her eyes still closed, she begged, "Take me down. Take me to your bed."

She flinched and grimace a bit as her arms came down. The pleasure of the orgasm had covered for the pain of the binding. She was still trembling from ecstasy. But as the blood returned to her arms Miki began to realize the stress she'd been enduring.

"Take me to your bed," she repeated as she wrapped her arms around Julian's body. Miki was still trembling as he laid her back upon the mattress. She looked him up and down. Her euphoric expression slowly developed into a hungry, devilish smirk. She waggled an extended finger toward Julian's groin. "Take your clothes off, Headmaster."

She watched in silence as the man stripped bare. He was in pretty good shape for a man of his age. He had a beautiful cock as well. Not too big, not too small. Not too thick, not too thin. He was circumcised, which Miki found fortunate. She disliked an 'uncut' cock. Particularly when she was about to do what she had in mind.

Once he was naked, Miki sat up and hung her legs over the edge of the bed. She gestured him closer. When he was near enough, she unashamedly grasped his cock and pulled him forward. And went to work. Her tongue found Julian's cock, licking it hungrily from tip to base and back several times. She took its bulbous head between her lips. And inch and out. Two and out. Three, four, five. Then, tongue up and down again.

All the while, one hand had hold of the base of Julian's shaft. It stroked up and down whenever her mouth wasn't pleasuring the man's length. The fingers of the second hand toyed and fondled gently with Julian's dangling balls. Miki knew she was causing him pleasure. She could see it in his face. Could feel it in his body. But she was in no hurry to cause Julian to orgasm. She wanted to make it last.

Miki was good at this. Sucking cock. She did it a lot. She'd learned it young, even before losing her virginity. She'd been good at it then and was even better at it now. She continued with her mouth and hands, pushing Julian close to orgasm. But not TO orgasm.

 

[cgraven]

"Take me down. Take me to your bed."

Miki begged Julian her soft angelic voice a deep seductive whisper as she hung captive in her bounds. Julian Lockwood slowly undid the bounds that had held Miki captive and the spent little teen beauty collapsed into his arms. Miki arms clung around his neck her passion gazed eyes held his as she gasped and begged once more.

"Take me to your bed,"

Julian swept Miki up into his arms as if she were light as a feather. He held her just for a moment before he carried her to his bed and laid the stunning young beauty on it. The Headmaster of Bryce Academy took in the image that this wild willful young Miss presented. Her lithe young body shimmered in a fine sheen of sweat; her dark hair was in wild disarray frame Miki’s angelic face with a dark halo that somehow reflected her own wild and dark nature. Miki was still trembling her euphoric expression slowly developed into a hungry, devilish smirk. She waggled an extended finger toward Julian's groin.

"Take your clothes off, Headmaster."

There was no doubt in Julian Lockwood’s mind that little Miss Miki Johnson was trying to regain control of the situation. The Headmaster decided to toy with his sensually seductive and willful student. He took his time disrobing drawing out the simple act of removing his clothing before slowly coming to Miki. Miki sat up and hung her legs over the edge of the bed. She gestured him closer. When he was near enough, she unashamedly grasped his cock and pulled him forward. And went to work.

Julian had to admit that Miki was a very talented little cock sucker. The way she used her naughty little pink tongue, the teasing way that her head seductively bobbed up and down as she took more and more of his cock into the warmth of her sweetly suckling mouth and fondled his balls as she sat on the edge of his bed. It was now time that Julian reassert the fact that he was the one in charge. His fingers entwined in Miki’s dark silken tresses, he stepped back from the edge of the bed drawing Miki with him drawing the young girl forward and on to her knees. Slowly he took control until he was fucking her angelic face.

“That is where you belong Miki down on your knees pleasing a me.”
Julian gasped. He knew he was close to cuming and idly wondered if Miki was a swallower or a spitter, after all one never knew. He smiled down into Miki’s searching eyes.

“Now for your reward Miss Johnson.”

Her Headmaster gasped as he came. Even as Julian cum flooded into Miki’s mouth he knew that this would be a long night for Miss Miki Johnson.

 

[ToniTaylor]

“That is where you belong Miki down on your knees pleasing a me.”

Miki knew what the Headmaster wanted: satisfaction and dominance.

She gave him both. After he'd pulled her to her knees, the way she served him changed. She surrendered control: her hands left his shaft and balls. She feigned reluctance: her hands went instead to his waist, flanking his cock, lightly pushing against him as if trying to lessen the thrusts of his cock into her mouth. She presented distress: she gagged several times as his cock reached the back of her throat, despite being fully capable of deep throating his entire length.

“Now for your reward Miss Johnson.”

Miki wanted Julian to see what he was about to do. To do to her. Her punishment. She pushed harder against him, as if trying to prevent him from cumming in her mouth. She grasped his shaft with the second hand, preparing. She felt his cock leap in her mouth the first time. Even before her taste buds detected the unique, salty taste, Miki whined like a little girl. She pulled her face back until Julian's bulbous head was at her lips. A second shot struck her upper, dripping down upon her now extended tongue. She held him right there as he continued to spurt thick globs onto her upper lip, tongue, fore finger, and thumb. And all the while, without ACTUALLY pushing Julian away, Miki used her hands and whiles to present the image that she didn't want this from him.

"Mister Lockwood," she whined. She peeked up at him. "Look what you've done. What do I do now? What do I do with, with this,"

Miki's tongue played about her lips, as if trying to get the sticky globs off her. But as she did, she drew Julian's semen into her mouth. She made an ewwww sound, then very conspicuously gulped down his ejaculate. She rolled her cum covered hand before her face. She looked at it as if it was a foreign sight to her. Yeah, right. "What do I do with it?"

She knew what Julian's answer would be even before she asked the question. An expression of disgust filled her face. Then, she began licking the cum from her finger. From her thumb. From her lips and even now her chin. Then, from Julian's cock, where her own lips had spread some of it back. The hand still grasping his shaft tightly squeezed even harder. Pulling forward, she milked a few more drops from him. And all of it ended up in her mouth to be swallowed.

When she was done cleaning up Julian's discharge, Miki sat back on her haunches. Her bottom lip was out again as she pouted. Her head was hung low, but not so low that she couldn't peek up to see that Julian was enjoying the show.

"Can I go home now, Mister Lockwood?" she asked. "It's past my bedtime, and I have school tomorrow."

 

[cgraven]

Julian Lockwood already knew that Miki was a very accomplished little cock sucker. He was quite impressed as Miki put on a delightful little show as a young reluctant schoolgirl to the point that once he had cum in her sweet suckling mouth as she whined so sweetly,

"Mister Lockwood, ……… Look what you've done. What do I do now? What do I do with, with this,"

Even before he could answer Miki showed him that she knew exactly what to do with his Reward he had given her. He loved the sensually little show that she put as she played the reluctant little sex kitten licking herself clean and swallowing all the cum he could give her. Then like a innocent defiled virgin Miki begged and pleaded,

"Can I go home now, Mister Lockwood?"

God he loved how she knelt there before him her soft eyes demurely lowered her palms on her thighs and that pert little derrière of her resting on her heels as she begged.

"It's past my bedtime, and I have school tomorrow."

“You have had your pleasure Miki and in a little while I shall have mine young lady I fear it may be very late tonight…………”

He lifted the girl’s chin with a single finger, his eyes met hers.

“………….or perhaps very early in the morning Miki.”

The first time he fucked Miki Julian had her bent over the foot board of the bed fucking her hard and fast from behind. The second time he had Miki’s hand tied above her head and took her again feasted on her pussy and then fucked her hard. The sun was just creeping over the window sill when Julian gave the dozing girl’s pert little ass a sharp slap to wake her.
“Now you can go home Miki.”

He got up and headed for the shower never looking back at Miki. Julian knew how to play games as well.

 

[ToniTaylor]

Miki was deep in sleep when Julian's slap jolted her awake. She pulled her hair back from her face and peered up at him with half open eyes.

“Now you can go home Miki.”

She buried her face in a pillow as the man headed away toward the bathroom. She was barely alive. After a moment, she began laughing into the fluffy softness. Julian had seriously surprised her. She had had many a long night of marathon sex before this one. But never with a man as old as the Headmaster. Where did his energy come from?

She shifted on the bed and grimaced in pain. She hurt. She hurt ALL over. Julian had pummeled her pussy again and again throughout the night. In any number of positions. He would drive her or himself to orgasm. They would rest a bit, maybe! Then they'd start up again. Miki begged throughout much of it. Sometimes feigning distress at the 'punishment' coming from the Headmaster. Sometimes seriously begging him to get her to orgasm as soon as possible.

Miki would cum four times with Julian's cock inside her. Twice more when he'd tied her to the bedframe and put his mouth to her clit and folds. She couldn't remember the last time a man had caused her so much euphoric delight. It hadn't been the result Miki had expected from her visit to Julian.

She heard the shower begin and slid out of the bed. She donned her school uniform, less the high heels, then made her way to Missus Lockwood's closet. She didn't want to emerge from the Headmaster's house onto the campus grounds in the light of day looking like a student. She headed out the back door to her car parked around the corner wearing a pair of sweats, a floppy hat, and big sunglasses. Oh, it wouldn't fool anyone who looked closely. But it was only a thirty second walk.



"I have a proposition for you, Headmaster."

Miki was standing in his open door. Again, she wore her inappropriately sexy school uniform. She wore a bra unlike the previous visit to his office. But the blouse was unbuttoned to between her uplifted breasts. The lacy white bra underneath was very well displayed. She glanced over her shoulder to ensure that Lois hadn't yet returned. (One of Miki's 'underlings' had hurried the Executive Assistant out to deal with a non-existent issue in the south hall. So, Miki hoped to have at least a couple of minutes alone with the Julian.) Entering, she closed the door behind her and leaned back against it.

"This isn't a negotiation, this is a one time offer," she began as she began a very slow pace about his office. Her posture and pace were intended to bring notice to her delicious body. "I have friends here at Bryce. These friends, well, actually, most of them are not friends. Most of them are girls who would do anything I tell them to do simply because I told them to do it. The point is--"

She had reached Julian at his desk. As she passed and continued her walk past him, extended fingertips played over his shoulder and about his head in a suggestive way. "I will serve you up one girl a week. Two if you've been a very good boy."

Miki looked over her shoulder with a wicked smile. She was in charge right now. She knew it. And, if Julian didn't, she could always remind him that he was a married man. And that she had spent the night fucking in his bed. In the bed he shared with his wife. The wife whose clothes, hat, and $650 pair of sunglasses were now in her dorm room. Miki wasn't at all above using blackmail to ensure she remained at Bryce.

However, what she had on Headmaster Julian Lockwood wasn't enough to guarantee her place at the school. His wife hadn't been at the house all weekend. There were rumors the two were estranged. Miki wasn't aware of the fight the two had had that past Friday. But the evidence was that the marriage could be on the rocks. And fucking a man who was possibly splitting with his wife wasn't a powerful case for blackmail.

So, the other option was to give Julian what he wanted. And what he wanted, Miki presumed, was to dominate and punish women. Miki could give the man what he wanted. But, really? Why? When she knew a lot of girls who could fill in for her. Some might do it eagerly. Others reluctantly. Other might have to be pushed into it. But Miki had a knack for making people do what she wanted them to do.

"I will bring you a willing girl," she continued. "She will give you what you want. And you will give me what I want. Which is to remain here in school. One girl. One week."

Miki was back before the front of his desk again. Sound beyond the door indicated that her time was up. And a moment later, there was a knock. Miki herself opened the door. "Come in, Lois."

The student was done here. Miki had said what she wanted Julian to hear. It was up to him now to decide. She looked back to him. "Thank you for hearing my concerns, Headmaster. I appreciate it."

She turned and found Lois looking her up and down with an expression of disapproval. Miki could have said or something to the office worker in reaction. But she didn't want Lois thinking that the meeting between herself and Julian was anything but professional.

"And I'll lengthen my skirt, Headmaster," Miki told Julian, pretending she'd been chastised. She reached up to button her blouse properly, winking to the man. "Thank you, Headmaster, for your assistance in helping make the most of my education at Bryce."

Miki looked to Lois again for a moment. Then she turned and headed away. Her steps were long, to ensure that her ass bobbed and weaved for the man behind her.

 

[cgraven]

It was mid morning when Miki made her appearance at her headmaster’s office. She did not waste time but came right to the point.

"I have a proposition for you, Headmaster."

The way Miki leaned against Julian’s office door, the provocative way that she had undid the three buttons, to show the seductive curve of her firm breasts. He was the white lace of a bra also peeking out from Miki’s blouse. Miki saunter into his office gave Julian a teasing little smile as she closed the door and leaned against it strike a seductively provocative pose.

"This isn't a negotiation, this is a onetime offer,"

Julian Lockwood smiled to himself as Miki was once more the willful student, who desperately needed to be in charge.

"I have friends here at Bryce. These friends, well, actually, most of them are not friends. Most of them are girls who would do anything I tell them to do simply because I told them to do it. The point is--"

Julian cocked an eye brow wondering where Miki was getting to. She came sauntering over to him, once more trailed a finger across his desk playing the seductive temptress.

"I will serve you up one girl a week. Two if you've been a very good boy."

It was obvious to her headmaster that she was willing to trade her friends and their sexual charms to stay at Bryce.

"I will bring you a willing girl, she will give you what you want. And you will give me what I want. Which is to remain here in school. One girl. One week."

Before he could answer Lois Conway his executive assistance knocked at the door. Miki went and opened the door and sensually cooed.

"Come in, Lois."

Miki turned back to the Headmaster and in a mockingly penative voice Miki cooed.

"Thank you for hearing my concerns, Headmaster. I appreciate it………..And I'll lengthen my skirt, Headmaster,………… Thank you, Headmaster, for your assistance in helping make the most of my education at Bryce."

Miki turned on her heel and made a sensually seductive exit from Julian office her firm little derrière invitingly swaying.

Julian had neither accepted nor rejected Miki’s offer. He decided to let the willful young beauty stew in doubt. He knew well that Miki’s father would not bail her out this time and Mr. Johnson had let the Headmaster know what the effect of Miki’s expulsion from Bryce would have on Miki’s trust fund. It was just before the dismissal that Miki was told to report to the Headmaster’s office. Lois Conway was not at her desk and the door to Julian’s office was open.

“Come in Miss Johnson and close the door.”

Once Miki had closed the door and as expected struck a seductive pose,

“Stand up straight Miki and lets lay our cards on the table. I know two things, first your father has no intention of bailing you out this time , and second he has informed me what expulsion from Bryce would truly mean to you.”

He watched to see what effect this revelation would have on this willful Miss.

“As for your offer to bring me a willing girl, to give me what I want is quite acceptable but………”

Julian paused his eyes meeting Miki’s he continued.

“…………She does not have to be willing Miki I am sure an imaginative young lady like yourself could bring certain pressures to bear.”

Julian Lockwood let the significant of his words sink in and waited to see what Miki’s response would be.

 

[ToniTaylor]

Miki knew Julian had arrived at his response when she was called to the Headmaster's office. She'd told him this wasn't a negotiation but was a one time offer. Yet Miki was expecting 'addendums' to the deal from Mister Lockwood. However, she hadn't expected the alteration he dictated.

“She does not have to be willing, Miki. I am sure an imaginative young lady like yourself could bring certain pressures to bear.”

Miki smiled broadly at the suggestion. It was just so, so, what? Taboo? Wrong? Yeah. Most definitely wrong. She'd already been planning on pressuring some less than willing participants into her game with the Headmaster. But to hear him actually make it part of the deal without Miki having suggested it to him was incredible.

"I can make that happen," she said with confidence. "Reluctance won't be a problem. Most of the girls I know who are doing it are doing it with some--"

Miki thought she saw a change of expression in Julian's expression as she was talking. She determined quickly it was her use of the word 'girls'. She crossed toward his desk, continuing. "The 'girls' I pick will all be from the PSCPP. Upper classmen mostly. All 18 years of age or older. You don't have to worry about any sort of statutory rape charges, Julian."

She thought she recognized another change of expression in his face. Miki couldn't recall ever having used his given name here in his office. Maybe she had, maybe she hadn't. She used it now with purpose. She went on, "You and I are going to have to be friends, Julian. For this to work out, we have to have trust! YOU trust me to provide you with what you want. Young ladies who will do anything and everything you tell them to do, whether willingly or reluctantly. And I trust you to not kick me out of school on a whim."

Miki leaned forward, resting her crossed arms on the back of the chair before her. She'd unbuttoned her school blouse down to mid-bosom again. But this time around, the lacy white bra was missing. Her breasts were not big, just B cups. But they were as firm and pert, and with the lapels parted the cleavage was wonderfully displayed.

"You and I won't be having sex in your office," she stated flatly. "It's too dangerous."

Miki stood tall and studied him a moment. She returned to the door, locked it, and flipped out the lights. The only illumination remaining was from the lamp on Julian's desk. She curled around his desk and began undressing his groin.

"You and I won't be having sex in your office, Headmaster," she repeated as she pulled his rapidly hardening cock from his boxers. She lifted her skirt as she crawled up into his lap. She wore nothing below the uniform's lower half. She took hold of him, working her into her still swollen pussy, grimacing a bit. As she began skillfully driving them both toward orgasm, she amended her statement. "After this, I mean."

 

[cgraven]

“She does not have to be willing, Miki. I am sure an imaginative young lady like yourself could bring certain pressures to bear.”

The wicked smile that bowed Miki’s moist ripe lips told Julian that this naughty young Miss really liked the little amendment to her proposal. Was that excitement that he saw in her eyes?

"I can make that happen, reluctance won't be a problem. Most of the girls I know who are doing it are doing it with some--"

Julian knew that by being required to supply unwilling girls would play into Miki’s need for control, for domination of another. He smiled to himself at the idea of turning this stunning and willful young beauty the disciplined little sexual dominatrix. That sweet voice brought Julian back to the present

"The 'girls' I pick will all be from the PSCPP. Upper classmen mostly. All 18 years of age or older. You don't have to worry about any sort of statutory rape charges, Julian."

What a cunning little mind Miki had she defiantly had potential.

"You and I are going to have to be friends, Julian. For this to work out, we have to have trust! YOU trust me to provide you with what you want. Young ladies who will do anything and everything you tell them to do, whether willingly or reluctantly. And I trust you to not kick me out of school on a whim."

Miki leaned over the chair across from Julian; she had unbuttoned her school blouse down to mid-bosom again. The lacy white bra of earlier was missing and Miki small breasts were firm and pert, and her blouse parted, and her cleavage was wonderfully displayed.

"You and I won't be having sex in your office,"
Miki had stated flatly and yet there was a taunting glint in her eyes.

"It' too dangerous."
And yet Miki came to him.

"You and I won't be having sex in your office, Headmaster,"

Miki cooed as she straddled the head Master’s lap as she freed his cock from his trousers. The little minx took hold of him, working him into her still swollen pussy, grimacing a bit. As she began skillfully driving them both toward orgasm.

"After this, I mean."

“Of course Miss Johnson, much to dangerous my dear.”

Julian replied as he Cupped Miki’s naked breasts and then drove up into Miki’s tight little pussy. As he fucked that delicious little pussy he gave Miki a chance to show just what an accomplish she could be. He waited until he had Miki tittering on the edge of the abyss that promised such sinfully forbidden pleasure. Then with a single thrust he pushed His young student over the edge and came with her, his white hot cum filling her fertile young womb.

As Miki lay gasping in his arms he clutched her to his chest, lifted her chin with a single finger until their passion glazed eyes met.

“ I think a redhead Miki……..a young beauty who is not willing but can be Persuaded.”

He smiled as he said Persuaded.

“And to build the trust you spoke of you and I will enjoy her charms together Miss Johnson.”

 

[ToniTaylor]

I can't believe I'm doing this, Miki thought to herself.

She lay against Julian's body, arms wrapped around his neck. Their chests swelled and shrank from the aftermath of nearly simultaneous orgasms. She'd very nearly torn off shirt buttons as they fucked hard and fast. She'd wanted to feel the warmth of Julian's chest against that of her own. The incredible euphoria was beginning to fade, thankfully not too quickly. And Miki found herself recalling that this had all begun with her desire not to miss a plane to Vale. She was fucking Bryce Academy's Headmaster and conspiring to manipulate her classmates into sexual situations many of them would likely prefer to avoid. And all for a weekend of skiing and sex.

Then she thought of her trust fund, and realized that this was about far more than going down on Black Diamond runs, cocks, and pussies. Her thoughts were disturbed by Julian raising her head from his shoulder with a finger to her chin.

“I think a redhead Miki……..a young beauty who is not willing but can be Persuaded.”

"That could be difficult, Headmaster," Miki responded after a moment. "Redheads. They, they're an endangered breed at Bryce."

She shifted her body a bit in his lap. The result was that his still mostly hard cock sunk a bit deeper inside her. She moaned, closed lipped. Miki smiled, then told him, "Luckily, some of the redheads I know have issues. Issues that might demand the attention of the Headmaster."

Her response seemed to satisfy Julian. She leaned in and pressed her mouth to his. It was a soft but long and erotic kiss. And within her canal, Miki was sure she felt Julian's cock hardening to full size once again. Then, she pulled her face away. And then her body. She rose from his lap with the skill (though not the flips and twists) of a gymnast dismounting the Horse. She stood over Julian as she began putting herself back together. She snatched several tissues from the dispenser on his desk and cleaned between her thighs. Then, fishing through her little purse, she found and donned the thong she'd shed before entering the Headmaster's office.

"I may have a girl in mind," she'd already begun as she was dressing and cleaning up. "She got caught cheating on a midterm. The Professor sent you the report. It's probably on your secretary's desk as we speak. She came to me for advice. I told her I would consider some options."

She looked back to Julian and smiled. "I don't think she will like the one I give her. But. What choice does she have?"

“And to build the trust you spoke of you and I will enjoy her charms together Miss Johnson.”

Miki was turned away from Julian when he gave his 'addendum'. She looked back to him, hesitated, then smiled. She turned and donned a bit of a pouty expression. With that girlish tone she'd used in their first meeting, Miki asked, "Do I HAVE to, Headmaster?"

(OOC: I have to stop writing for a bit to run an errand. Make sure you read the PM I am sending you before you begin writing your next post.)

 

[cgraven]

“I think a redhead Miki……..a young beauty who is not willing but can be Persuaded.”

Miki seemed to ponder her Headmaster’s request, no it was not a request, as a requirement.

"That could be difficult, Headmaster, redheads. They, they're an endangered breed at Bryce."

Miki seemed to ponder his requirement, and then with a teasing smile,

"Luckily, some of the redheads I know have issues. Issues that might demand the attention of the Headmaster."

What teasing little thing Miki was. Before he could answer she leaned in and pressed her mouth to his. Julian fingers entwined to Miki’s hair as he drew her into that kiss. Julian let that kiss linger and deepen, as he explored the sweetness of Miki’s mouth. He could feel his passion for Miki growing as his cock once more came to life and his hips rolled to Miki. Miki broke their kiss slowly sensually, she rose from his lap with a seductive skill. He watched as his little minx slowly dressed and had to admit that this young beauty made that simple act of dressing an erotic temptation as she slowly hid her body from him.

"I may have a girl in mind……. She got caught cheating on a midterm. The Professor sent you the report. It's probably on your secretary's desk as we speak. She came to me for advice. I told her I would consider some options."

There was a wicked gleam in Miki’s eyes as she continued.

"I don't think she will like the one I give her. But. What choice does she have?"

Julian was looking forward to a young beauty that could not refuse him no matter what dark passions he wished to peruse. He debated asking Miki who the girl was but decided to let her surprise him. When he told her that she would be required to enjoy the girl’s charms as well Julian was pleased with Miki’s response.

"Do I HAVE to, Headmaster?"

It was not so much the words that pleased him but that playful Little Girl voice that seemed to say she looked forward to it as much as he did. Julian was not only looking forward to this tender morsel that Miki would deliver into her hands but to Miki’s first lesson as a neophyte dominatrix.

 

[ToniTaylor]

Chloe smiled with delight at Miki's promise that her cheating problems were taken care of. "How? HOW?? How did you DO this?"

"Well, I didn't do ANY thing," Miki told her. "YOU will."

Chloe's smile began to fade. She knew Miki's reputation for getting things done. It was why she'd come to the slightly older student in the first place. There was only a year and a half difference between Chloe's age of barely 19 and Miki's age of nearly 21. Yet Miki had already had decades more experience in life than had the introverted, naïve, innocent, and only recently 'devirginized' Chloe could even imagine.

"I will WHAT?" the suddenly nervous redhead asked.

"You're going away with me for the weekend," Miki said.

"Why?" Chloe asked with building concern. It was Friday afternoon, and she already had plans with family. But if Miki said they were going away for the weekend together, well. The other student took her by the elbow and turned her for the school building's exit. Chloe asked, "And WHERE?"

"I rented a little cabin in the woods," Miki said. It was only a half truth. She'd told Julian that if he wanted this to happen, he was going to foot the bill. "We're going to spend the weekend together."

Chloe's eyes widened and her mouth began falling open. She looked around for eavesdroppers. She whispered, "You and me? JUST you and me? All weekend??"

"All weekend," Miki confirmed. She didn't respond to the 'just you and me' part of the redhead's question. They exited the building and descended the steps. Separating, Miki ordered, "Go pack a bag. Anything and everything you consider sexy, pack it. Bring some comfortable clothes, too. It's the woods. We might go for a hike or something. Got a bikini? There's a pond and a--"

"It's MARCH!" the shocked Chloe spat out. She looked about herself: an inch of snow had fallen Wednesday. It was almost gone now, though.

Miki finished what she had been about to say, "--and a hot spring."

The redhead's expression changed suddenly. Miki had to smile: Chloe was pouting. It reminded Miki of how she had feigned to be doing just that in the Headmaster's office. Chloe was perfect for this next phase in Miki's 'relationship' with Julian.

"Hurry," Miki told her. She was already backing away toward her own destination. "We leave in an hour. Meet me out front of your dorm."



Two hours later, they exited Miki's Mercedes out front of the cabin. It was one of those modern style log houses, built from a kit. It was small, with only attached living room/kitchen/dining room and one master bedroom. (Miki would note later that the 'master' was barely larger than the dorm room she had on campus. She'd never minded the small school bedroom, though. For the last four years, she'd had it entirely to herself. The Headmaster wasn't the ONLY school staff member with whom Miki had a 'relationship'. The Head of Student Housing had had his turn with the energetic young Miki as well.)

They set about getting settled in. The rental agency had already stocked the kitchen with requested foods and drinks. The list had been drawn up by Miki and added to by Julian. And, as agreed, Julian had provided payment, too.

Chloe was visibly nervous. She was no idiot. She knew Miki wanted to have sex with her. Chloe had had a SORT of thing with a female friend once. Touching and kissing while naked. No fingering, down THERE. Obviously that meant no mouths down there either. It had just been harmless flirtation really. But she had a pretty good idea that this weekend wasn't going to be as tame as that night had been.

There things were stored away as appropriate. Chloe watched as the other young woman opened a bottle of vodka and poured some over ice in a tumbler. Miki was so beautiful. Everyone thought so. Chloe always had. But she'd never thought she herself would be interested in 'being with' another woman. She was standing here with one she knew she was going to have sex with, and she STILL didn't think she was interested in 'being with' another woman. Yet she knew it was going to happen.

"So," Chloe cut through the silence that had reigned over several minutes. "What now?"

"Take your uniform off," Miki told her. She saw the redhead's eyes open a bit. The response to Chloe's question probably sounded like a demand to get ready for sex. Miki laughed and downed her drink. "Put on something comfortable. We're gonna take a walk. Look around."

The two stripped away their uniforms, packing them back into their bags. Chloe only occasionally peeked Miki's direction. Every time she did, she found the other student's gaze firmly upon her. Down to her bra and panties, she looked to Miki and asked with a blush, "WHAT?"

"Nothing," Miki replied. "You're just a beautiful woman. I like looking at you."

Chloe diverted her eyes for a moment. She looked back to Miki, who was also in just her panties and bra. But they were a more sexy pair. And Chloe found herself beginning to wonder if maybe she WAS interested in 'being with' another woman after all. She said softly, "You're beautiful, too."

"And do you like looking at me, too?"

Miki didn't wait for an answer. She reached to between her breasts and popped her bra loose. It fell away to the carpet covering the hard wood floor behind her. Her firm, pert 'B' cups seem unaffected by Mother Nature's often devastating gravitational pull. She waited.

Chloe diverted her eyes and blushed again. It was horrifically obvious on the fair skinned redhead's face. She murmured, "Yes."

The younger student knew what the older one wanted. She raised her gaze to Miki again, specifically to her perfect bosom. After a moment, Chloe glanced to the thong which was Miki's last bit of clothing. The brunette smiled. She reached to her hips and pulled the thong from her body. It fell away, too, and Miki stepped forward away from it. Chloe looked her fellow student's body over well and long. The tall, slim Asian beauty was a sight. And any doubts she had had about wanting to 'be with' another woman faded.

Chloe reached to her own clothing and shed the two remaining pieces. She blushed again. Twice! Chloe chuckled, not explaining the reason for it. She was beginning to fear passing out and keeling over. It seemed as though all of her blood was going to be perpetually pushed out in blush to the skin of her face, neck, and shoulders.

They were finally both naked before one another. Miki's gaze wandered up and down the younger woman. Chloe tried to match the visual exploring, but she was still feeling horribly shy with the never before experienced situation. Miki finally made the first physical move. She stepped forward to slip her arms softly about Chloe's waist. She pulled the fellow student closer, putting their lips together. It began as a shy, tentative kiss. But with seconds, it had become passionate and erotic. Hands began to wander and caress. To grope. To lower and touch and finally probe.



Morning came, and Chloe awoke to find herself alone in bed. She rose to a slight chill in the air and pulled the blanket up over her naked body. And she smiled in delight. The night with Miki had been unlike anything she'd ever imagined in her life. She'd experienced her first orgasm. And her second. And her THIRD! And while she'd asked, even begged Miki to allow her to reciprocate, the older woman had told her no, not yet. "We have the whole weekend ahead of us."

Footsteps on the cabin's porch caused Chloe to pull the bedding higher over her naked torso. The door opened to reveal Miki carrying an arm load of firewood. She was dressed in yoga pants and a sweater. Chloe assumed there was a tee shirt or more beneath. But then, you just couldn't know about Miki, could you?

"Get dressed," Miki said. She headed for the already brewed coffee pot. "We're going for a walk."

"It's cold outside," Chloe said. She didn't know the temperature. It was just common sense.

Miki smiled as she poured a thermos full of steaming coffee. "I'll keep you warm."

Chloe got up with the blanket around her. But Miki pulled it from her body, laughing. "I've SEEN it already. Fuck, I HAD it. Get dressed!"

Chloe began gathering clothes, but Miki interrupted her. She took Chloe's bra, telling her she wouldn't need it. She did the same when the redhead began to don a comfortable pair of cotton panties. Chloe puffed out a breath. "What do you WANT me to wear?"

Miki selected out a pair of Chloe's worn jeans and her own blue cardigan. She tossed them to the redhead. Playfully, she said you can pick your own shoes."

They ate some ready food. Then they headed for a beaten path that rounded the pond. They sometimes held hands. They kissed often. Miki slipped a hand up inside the cardigan once as well, finding a hardened nipple and pinching it playfully. Chloe actually found herself begging Miki to take her back to the cabin. Back to bed. "I want to do that other thing. The one, you know. That you did to me."

"Later," Miki promised her without any more mention of it. "I promise."

They continued onward. They arrived at a soft meadow. Chloe shed her slip on shoes and walked in the grass. Miki pointed out the hot spring, telling the other girl they'd come back to it later. When Chloe asked why not now, Miki checked her watch. She told Chloe, "Soon."

They continued onward. They were nearly back to the cabin when Miki heard the distant rumble of a car upon the rough road approaching their location. She stepped back from the younger vixen and said, "Open your top. I want to see you."

Chloe laughed. "It's freezing out here!"

"It's well over forty," Miki corrected. She gestured toward the cardigan. And again. Chloe hesitated, but began unbuttoning the sweater. As she did, Miki moved back to her new lover and unbuttoned Chloe's belt and pants. Miki pushed the cardigan open, then stepped back. She ogled Chloe's exposed front side for a long moment, purring with hunger. "You're so beautiful. He's gonna love you."

Chloe donned an expression of confusion. "Who's gonna love me?"

Suddenly, realization donned upon the student. Chloe looked beyond Miki toward the sound of an approaching but still unseen car. She quickly pulled the cardigan over her breasts, dropped her shoes, and began fastening her pants and belt.

"What's going on, Miki?" she asked in shock. "Who's coming? Who are you talking about?"

"The man who's going to get you out of your cheating scandal," Miki said with a calm tone. "The man who's going to keep you from getting kicked out of--"

"I thought YOU were going to keep me from getting expelled!"

Miki laughed. "I'm sorry, did you think I was going to fuck the Headmaster FOR you?"

Chloe froze suddenly. She stared at Miki with wide open eyes and mouth. She asked in shock, "The Headmaster? You want me to have SEX with Headmaster LOCKWOOD?"

Miki glanced over her shoulder toward the cabin. Julian's car was just coming to a stop next to her own Mercedes. She looked back to Chloe. "Headmaster Lockwood is the one who's going to convince the professor to give you another opp--"

"Oh my god! Oh my GOD!" Chloe was murmuring, more to herself than to Miki. Now redressed, she began for the cabin. She just wanted to get into Miki's car and get the hell out of here. But she stopped, looking ahead. Julian was out of his car now and looking across the field toward the two students. Chloe looked to Miki with now tear filled eyes. "What have you done to me, Miki?"

The other young woman stepped up closer to Chloe. She took the girl's hands in her own. She squeezed them, trying to be reassuring. She said in an even, calm tone, "It's not what I have done TO you, Chloe. It's what I'm going to do FOR you. C'mon. Come with me."

Miki backed away, still holding Chloe's hands. The other woman resisted. Miki told her bluntly, "It's just sex, Chloe. And I'll be there the whole time. I won't let anything bad happen to you."

That wasn't exactly true, of course. Miki knew that Julian wanted to dominate this young woman. Miki had told Julian that he couldn't hurt Chloe like he had Miki herself. But that hadn't kept the two of them from gathering together some bondage equipment that was now in the trunk of her car.

Miki tugged on the redhead's hands again, causing Chloe to finally begin forward. Miki released one hand and led the reluctant Chloe up to meet their third. "Headmaster, this is Chloe De Havilland. Chloe, this is Julian Lockwood. Lets go inside. Get some lunch."