Miss..not the SKIRT...........

[pleatedskirt]

It had been coming for a long long time..Jim was a shy boy but fascinated by girls and at every opportunity he loved nothing more than to spy on the girls....

but now in front of the whole gym class of sexy young girls he stood shaking..hoping she (Miss Thomas) would not carry out her threat.......

the next boy caught spying would be SKIRTED and spyed on himself.....................

 

[pleatedskirt]

Miss Thomas

was about 30 years of age..very tall and elegant...sexy in the way she dressed and loved the attention this gave her...

she enjoyed being a teacher and taking the girls for gym was one her favourite times of the week..but for soemtime she and girls had been iritated by the constant 'spying' of the boys...

Miss Thomas secretly yearned to 'catch' one of theboys and make him pay..now as she walked into the gym her chance had come...

 

[msboy8]

I'll play "Jim" if you're still interested.

 

[msboy8]

Jim

Jim stood nervously in front of the assembled girls, shifting his feet, not meeting their eyes. He could hear the whispers and the laughter, knowing that he was going to be made a shameful topic of conversation throughout the entire school.

What had he done that was so wrong? He was merely curious and entranced by their young, nimble bodies. His young cock started to stir as he became lost in memories of better days.

A door opened and Jim could hear the sharp click-click-click of Miss Thomas's heels as she strode purposely towards him. His partially erect dick wilted as she approached and he could not look at her. His body just shook as he waited for the inevitable.

 

[pleatedskirt]

'' Ah What have here'

he could her the soft tones of Miss Thomas's voice..he could here the rustling of the collective 'leering' girls awaiting her approach...

''Ah yes..its time'...behind her back she held 'the SKIRT'..she never believed she would ever get to adminster it..it had been 15 long years since she had embarked on her chosen career and now this was the 'first' time that she could find the excuse to admister her own secret 'fantasy' namely to SKIRT or peeping boy for all to see.

She smiled as she approached...

 

[msboy8]

Jim

Jim heard the velvety tones of Miss Thomas, as she got closer. His shaking grew uncontrollable and he collapsed into a fetal position on the floor. His head was buried in his lap, his eyes, tearing now, were clenched shut. He could hear the laughter of the girls, but was beyond caring. He whimpered to himself, cried, and waited for Miss Thomas to exact her punishment...

 

[pleatedskirt]

Smiling Miss Thomas approached

see Jim nearly tear filled eyes as he lay baby like on the wooden style floor of the gym made Miss Thomas smile..Jim could here her footsteps and then smelt her as she stood over him....he knew the gathered girls would also be smiling and giggling at his current position before them...

It had only been a week since Miss Thomas had made her statement at assembily and sent out her memo confirming her statement. The next boy caught or found to have been 'peeping' would suffer the SKIRT...rumours had abounded for years about what this meant for the unfortunate boy but Jim knew he was not going to enjoy it!!

but Miss Thomas certainly was....

'Now now Jim' Miss Thomas spoke louldy, slowly and distinctly....'you know why your here'..the giggling of the excited girls grew...

 

[msboy8]

Jim

Jim sniffled and slowly got to his feet in front of Miss Thomas. His cheeks showed the lines where the streams of his tears had flowed over his face. He still could not look Miss Thomas in the eyes, but hesitantly stammered, " Mmmm Miss Thomas ma'am, I am here to (gulp) uh... uh... uh...." His voice trailed off, he could not form into words what he thought, knew, was going to happen. He stood there, weaving as he waited for his punishment, his bookbag cluched in his arms to his heaving chest.

 

[pleatedskirt]

'ah Yes Hello'

Miss Thomas slowly, loudly said as she approached and stood infront of the now risen, tear effected boy...

The watching girls gathered closer, smirking at the squirming of Jim before them...

Miss Thomas was dressed in ankle length dress in a rose red colour which split on one side up to what seemed her waist..she still felt sexy and saw nothing wrong in showing it...

She smiled holding her hands behind her back because she did not want him to see the SKIRT until it was too late!!

'Now Jim time to get on with it'..there was a hush 'now you know why you stand there dont you' she looked at him...

'Why didnt you heed my statement...silly question you boys just cant help it..well believe me you are about to taught a lesson that will stay with you for always'..she smiled her glistening white teeth clearly showing....

'Becky, Claire..come over here' she commanded...but watching Jim all the while...she was going to enjoy this....

 

[msboy8]

Jim

Jim set his bookbag on the floor to his side. He looked abck at Miss Thomas and tried to answer her question. " Wwwww Well Ma'am. I tried to stop....." , Jim stammered, "I really did... I don't know what came over me." "You have to admit, they are quite pretty and...", Jim's voice trailed off realizing that he could not stop the inevitable.

Jim swallowed hard as Becky and Claire approached.

 

[pleatedskirt]

'Stop well you will now'

Miss Thomas said sternly..Becky and Claire strode forward confidently there naval a-line skirts accenturing there lovely youthful curves..

Miss Thomas indicated to them to pull the ropes down form the ceiling. Jim had struggled up these many times during the PE lessons he hated so much...but cleverly Miss Thomas had added two rings to each of the ropes and these now dangled as the girls pulled them down...

'Thats right..now attach the handcuffs I gave you' the girls eagerly followed Miss Thomas's commands and Jim now was secured shaking to the ropes..'now take up the slack until he is just touching the floor with his toes'...the girls did not hesitate clearly ready to carry out their instructions..the other watching girls smirked and the odd giggle was clearly audiable...

Jim was now strecthed and secured...Becky walked to side of the gym and with one grab brought a gym bench over to infront of the hapless Jim....

'Now lets prepare him...' there was sigh of excitment..then Jim felt a cold harshness...he looked down Claire beeming from one side of her face to another was cutting away his shirt and then his trousers...he was exposed except for his boxers...

'but....' was heard..'Carrry on' Miss Thomas stated..Becky and Claire now took gleeful enjoyment in pulling the boxers down Jim's shaking legs and pulling his ankles until the boxers sat on the floor below him....

he was ready...........

 

[msboy8]

Jim

Jim could not believe what was going on, he had expected to wear the skirt over his pants and just be rediculed. He watched and felt what was happening, as if he was another person having a bad dream.

He started to come back to reality when Claire started cutting his clothes off. He was definitely back in his body and aware, when Betsy and Claire pulled down his boxers.

Jim hung there shivering, his manlyness in full retreat as Miss Thomas and all the girls stared at his naked, immature body.

His mind's only escape was to think of how he would get home, later, without any clothes.

 

[pleatedskirt]

'Your ready'

announced Miss Thomas as his boxers lay below his now naked and exposed body strung up like those butchers lines of meat...and he was indeed like them now helpless exbited before the gathered, watching, growingly restless crowd of girls...

Miss Thomas swung her arms round from behind her tiny waist and held out the SKIRT....

There was no sound except for Jim's slowness of breath as he saw the SKIRT for the first time....his eyes were in part mesmirised but the coldness of the air on his stripped body quickly reminded him of his now perilous place....

The SKIRT was not too long and not too long...and as Jim was to discover was no ordinary SKIRT....

'Who is the youngest girl here?' Miss Thomas asked of the expectant crowd of girls willing the SKIRT to be put to work on Jim...

a young blonde girl stepped forward ' I am Miss..my name is Rosie'...

'Excellant, then you will be the one to put our naughty boy here in his punishment'...

Rosie beamed and seemed to Jim to grow visably before him as she walked up to Miss Thomas and took the SKIRT....

She turned and walked up to Jim smiling....she pulled the SKIRT over his stretched out feet..he the first time felt the sensation of the matieral make contact..it was like electricity and his body pulsated as it felt it..he was no position to hide his reaction...

 

[msboy8]

Jim

Jim watched as the "skirt" appeared from behind Miss Thomas. It looked different than the skirts the girls wore, but he could not tell what it was before Rosie started to put the "skirt" on him.

Then all thoughts of the difference in the "skirt" fled from his mind, as Rosie started to put it on him and he felt the material the "skirt" was made of. He imagined the same material on all the girl's skirts, holding on to their lovely legs.

The growth in his cock was instant and it was becoming fully erect as the "skirt" moved further up his naked body. Jim made no effort to hide his growing member, he realized it was hopeless.

 

[pleatedskirt]

sliding up the legs

as Rosie carefully, happily pulled the SKIRT up Jim's helpessely dangling naked legs...the matieral rubbing and clearly having an effect..Rosie smiled....

Miss Thomas stood motionless infront of him as the SKIRT was raised up his legs and began to cover his now erect pulsalting member..then he felt the matieral cling to him as the top the SKIRT sprung into his waist..but his erection was not hidden from view..how?

ah the first secret of the SKIRT is had an adequate opening for such an aroused organ....Rosie giggled as it was pulled through the matieral and held in the opening....

Jim looked down and for the first time could see the SKIRT in its glory..it was black, length wise just reaching his exposed knees..then he saw the PINK...there was a pink edging to the blackness all round from top down the sides and along the hem that spread from each knee...

'very cute' observed Miss Thomas..Jim body shook at his helpless state..the girls sneered and leered forward as Rosie finsihed placing him in the SKIRT....

'now girls..' Miss Thomas started 'Jim has been lookking at you, now its your turn...' some of navy skirted girls sprang forward at her words and one stood up right next him upon the bench...and gleefully pulled his exposed nipple..he 'yelped' just a dog which just made the girl smile and laugh even more...

Becky spoke up 'Miss how long will 'he' be here for'...

Miss Thomas hands resting on her thin sexy hips, thought and then replied 'oh until he has learnt his lesson'..laughing as she finished here sentance....

'now off to classes girls..but please come and enjoy him at breaks etc'..

then in came a group of first year girls..their teacher had obviously been told of the punishment...as she walked her class past the hanging SKIRTED Jim..he winched at the glances...and the odd look..

then this blonde girl approached and lay on the bench and looked straight up under the SKIRT and roared with laughter...

 

[msboy8]

Jim

Jim could not believe how the "Skirt" was constructed, wearing a skirt was one thing, but showing off his erection was another. Jim tried to make eyecontact with Miss Thomas, to apeal to her sense of right and wrong, but the righteous look on her face dissuaded him.

Jim knew he could not appeal to the girls, the bitches were enjoying this.

*Ouch, His nipples weren't supposed to be pinched*

He at first thought that his punishment would soon be over until...

Becky spoke up 'Miss how long will 'he' be here for'...

Miss Thomas hands resting on her thin sexy hips, thought and then replied 'oh until he has learnt his lesson'..laughing as she finished here sentance....

... he heard Miss thomas. Well these were the Senior Girls, soon they might tire of him.

then in came a group of first year girls..their teacher had obviously been told of the punishment...as she walked her class past the hanging SKIRTED Jim..he winched at the glances...and the odd look..

Jim was beside himself, but his erection was still prominent, jutting out of the front of the "Skirt". *Maybe he secretly enjoyed this*, he thought.

*Nawww, couldn't be*

then this blonde girl approached and lay on the bench and looked straight up under the SKIRT and roared with laughter...

This convinced Jim that he didn't like the humiliation, "Laugh now, but you better watch out when I get loose", Jim threatened.

*Well, at least he knew what he was in for*, Jim thought incorrectly.