Chapter 6
What had started out as a pleasant day where, there had been the exploration of some fabulous sexual fantasies was quickly turning into a terrible nightmare for all the three young schoolgirls and their well-meaning principal.
He felt he had no choice but to save his own neck. His reputation and his job could be out the window if-Miss St. James ever found out that he was fucking around with three high school seniors. It was amazing that she had not already detected the use of pot. And then, there were many other skeletons in his closet which he had to hide.
Miss St. James rubbed her hands together with great enthusiasm as she realized she was about to take over the show and fully discipline the three girls.
"Now, let's see who we will start with."
She looked down at Joanie and Ellen. Ellen had come down from her high and began to realize what was going on. Joanie had caught on long ago. But Marcy was still rather intoxicated. All remained bound, as Miss St. James thought that was an excellent position to get them in, at least for starters.
"Yes, yes. Where shall we start."
She moved over to Marcy now and twisted her nipple. There was no response. She was still out.
"Did you give them sleeping pills?"
"No truth serum," he lied.
"I've never heard of that drug."
"Well, actually, it's not a drug."
"Then what is it?" she snapped impatiently.
"It's a rare natural substance that I use on students every so often."
"I would like very much to see it. Maybe I can get some and use it for my own purposes from time to time."
He suddenly began to stutter and stammer. He really didn't know quite what to say to her now. The truth was that all he had around was pot and if she looked in his top desk drawer she would surely find it. He didn't want to take that chance.
He moved over to his coat jacket and took out a bag of pipe tobacco which he handed to her.
She sniffed it. Satisfied by her discovery, she put it into her purse, without even asking permission to keep it. She was so damn presumptuous. It really irritated him. But now he found that he was under her control, and if she was disciplining the girls, she was in a sense disciplining him as well. For he felt terrified of her now.
"I'd like to start, with Marcy Lee. She's the' biggest cock tease in the school. For a long time I've wanted to give this girl a good spanking. I've seen her trying to turn the boys on. I've seen the way their cocks get stiff in their pants when she wiggles her little ass in the hall. She thinks I don't notice these things. But my eyes take in everything. Yes, little lady. I think you will go first."
'The truth serum makes them very sleepy. That's why Marcy Lee is fast asleep,"
"Yes. I can see that."
"But if you would like to^ give her a little spanking, we can just turn her over here on the couch. I had her here a little while ago," he said picking up her bound body that was tied up like a bunch of stiff twigs.
He placed her down gently on the couch. But he noticed as he put her on her stomach that her eyes were opening slightly.
He felt sick to his stomach with the thought of her lovely ass getting slapped by the old woman.
He looked at Miss St. James now. She had blood in her eyes. There was no doubt in his mind that the woman was filled with deep intense jealousy for the pretty blond girl, and most probably if there was anything she envied it was her lovely round ass.
Miss St. James sat down on the red leather couch and maneuvered Marcy Lee's body over her lap. Her eyes checked the lovely olive skin of her ass. There was envy for her perfectly smooth skin. She rubbed her hands together now as though to create some body heat and then she began to slap. Marcy Lee awoke suddenly.
"It was very wise of you to place that handkerchief in her mouth, or whatever that was you stuffed it with."
Marcy Lee's screams were very muffled.
"Yes, I did use a handkerchief."
"Very professional," Miss St. James remarked.
Again her hand slapped down on the perfect ass. Again and again. Her arm was powerful. She had surprising strength for such a lean little woman. And on her face there was the meanest look Mr. Warren had ever seen.
He hated her. He hated her more than he had ever hated anyone in all his life.
"You bitch," he thought to himself and did all he possibly could to control himself.
With all his might he held himself back now. He knew that there was really nothing he could do.
He could hear Marcy Lee's muffled cries. It broke his heart to think she was in pain.
And Marcy Lee was terrified. She had never been treated like this before in all her life.
'This is for being a cock tease," Miss St. James cried.
Marcy Lee had no idea of what was going on. Never did she see herself as one. Never in a million years.
The charges seemed so unjustified and her ass felt so terribly sore. Her eyes filled with tears and she wept bitterly.
She knew that she was bound tightly for she had tried terribly hard to move into a different position.
She was stuck, however, with the feeling of intense burning and pain. And there seemed to be nothing that she could possibly do.
She tried desperately to use her mind now to escape the pain. She had remembered how she had burned her hand only a week ago. It stung so terribly, just the way her raw little ass slung now. And what she did was tell herself that it did not exist.
She tried to do this now. But it was hard to concentrate and her positive thinking just didn't seem to be working.
She tried to fight. But then after a long inner struggle she gave up and surrendered totally to the situation. It was at that point that the burning stopped. It was at that point her sanity returned and her anxiety went away. Miss St. James was sensitive to her victim. She considered herself a professional at discipline and knew just when her torture was getting less effective.
So she suddenly stopped. Mr. Warren could not look. He had turned his head after he had seen her raw ass turn bright red. It was just more than he could take.
"I think the little cock tease may be ready for some more advanced work."
"What are you talking about?"
"Well, my main charge against her is that she is a cock tease."
"Marcy Lee is a very pretty girl. It really is not her fault that men and boys run after her."
"And whose side are you on."
"The side of justice."
"Very noble words >indeed. But that I imagine means that you are on my side."
"Let's hear what you consider more advanced stages of discipline."
"First I would like to add that Marcy Lee is not only a cock tease, but she is a cunt tease •as well."
"Whatever you say," he said, trying to be patient. He just wanted to get on with it. Soon, he figured the time would pass and the ordeal would be over.
What he didn't understand. was that the bitch had just begun.
"I want at least ten young men in this room."
"What?"
"You heard me. Humiliation is always so much better when there is an audience."
"Please. I really think that we should keep this among ourselves."
"I'm giving the orders around here."
He realized that there was no way out. She was pulling all the strings and he. was no more than a puppet, a pawn in her hands.
He went out into the other room and made an announcement over the loud speaker.
The first ten names he could think of he called out.
It made him terribly uncomfortable to think that the situation would be open now. There was no way that the whole school would not find out now. And he knew that before he was through the Board of Education would be on his back. It was illegal to hit students in a public school. That law had been passed many years back. He himself had attended a strict religious school as a boy and he remembered the cruelty of his teachers who were allowed to do what they wanted to the students.
He still had scars on his hands from the lashing he got from a ruler. And the scars within his heart were even greater. It made this situation all the more difficult for him to tolerate. And why he was going along with it as much as he was he found very hard to explain even to himself.
It was like a can of worms and nothing could stop it now that it was open. He seriously wondered if he wouldn't have been better off letting her cut his throat. For certainly he knew that when the Board of Education found out what was going on there would be an even greater price to pay.
The boys called on the loud speaker came into the room slowly. It was rather fascinating to observe their shocked faces as they saw the tied up naked girls. Marcy Lee was on her stomach and it was difficult at first to make out exactly who it was.
Each one gasped and blushed. It took about ten minutes before all ten of them were gathered in the room.
"We've called you all here today for a very serious reason," Miss St. James said as she kept her eyes lowered, trying to detect whether or not any of the boys were having hard-ons. There was a lot of nervous coughing going on now in the room as she continued with her little, very formally delivered speech.
"You may all recognize that the girl to my right here is Marcy Lee."
A couple of the boys who had not recognized her at first let out a loud gasp.
"As you all know, Marcy Lee is the biggest cock tease in the school."
Now there was a lot of hushed muttering.
"Well, if any one has anything to say, would -you please step forward so that we can all hear it."
Suddenly there was silence.
You could hear a pin drop in the room.
"I have taken it upon myself to punish Marcy Lee, I feel that she has imposed many uncomfortable feelings on both the men and some of the women in the school."
Miss St. James' eyes now looked over to Ellen and Joanie.
"And you may be wondering what :these two little ladies are doing all tied up here."
"Punishment I assume," said a rather handsome young man named Brad.
"Yes. Of course punishment. That is what is going on here, Bradley," she said sarcastically.
The young man literally shook in his shoes.
And she loved the power that she held. The bitch knew that everything was in her hands and this was exactly the way she liked it to be.
She often talked about how different things would be if she ran the school. She believed that she should be principal and that the only thing that was holding her back was the fact that she was a woman.
In her eyes, she saw this as a situation that would intimidate the school to such an extent that her power would become totally obvious and she could take over.
Her plan of course was not very worked out. A school was not quite like a country where you could declare yourself a dictator and take over with your own army. But in her heart she was a little Hitler. In fact that was the name they often called the old bitch behind her back. And part of the joke of course was the fact that she did have a moustache.
But at this point she realized she was making the young men before her just a little too anxious. She realized that she would have to calm them down before she really worked them up to a crescendo.
"Now calm down boys. I don't want any of you to start thinking that I want any of your ass."
They had never heard the proper conservative woman use language like this and they found it very shocking. She of course did not realize the full effect of her language- and just continued to organize the group.
"In fact I intend for you guys to have yourselves a real hay day. This has all been arranged for your pleasure."
What Miss St. James did not understand of course was the fact that the young men in the room .did not feel any hostility for the lovely young ladies in the room. In fact Marcy Lee was a good buddy. She was a good friend to the guys as she was a good friend to woman. In fact they always sensed that she was a little shy.
And they were a smart bunch of guys. It was pretty hard to pull the wool over their eyes. And as sure as hell, they knew that St. James was nothing more than jealous of their pretty chum.
Again, Miss St. James made a big point of saying that it was all going to be a lot of fun and games. They would have all-left the room, they would have all turned on her and maybe spit in her face, but they did feel that she had the backing of the principal who was being forced into a position of saying that he was going to expel any of the boys who were unwilling to cooperate.
"Jordon, I think you'll 'be first," she said.
"Why me. What do you want me to do."
"I have chosen you because you seem to have the biggest hard-on."
"No I don't," he insisted.
The old woman pressed her hand down to his crotch. The other boys began to giggle and laugh."
"You see. All your friends agree. They're even laughing at you and you're still hard."
"No, I'm not," Jordon insisted.
He was such a meek frail young man of average height. The fact of the matter was that he really was not hard at all. He was too terrified to be hard. But he just naturally had a rather large dick and even when he was not erect he looked like he was stiff.
"Now stop lying to me, Jordon," she said firmly.
"I'm not lying. I'm telling you the truth." She became furious. Her blood began to boil.
"If there's anything I can't stand it's when people lie to me. I've had enough of this. I want you to pull down your pants right now."
"No, I won't."
"Don't get tough with me young man. You don't know who you've started with."
And the truth was that he did not know. For she would not leave him alone until he pulled his pants down and showed the big cock that she knew full well to be stiff.
"Now, Jordon. I am doing this all for your benefit."
He too became furious. He knew that he was not stiff and now he was going to prove it to her.
Suddenly he unzipped his fly and pulled out his meat. There was a lot of it. But he was definitely correct. It was not stiff.
With a big grin on his face now, he shook his soft meat for all to see. And there must have been at least twelve inches of it.
And all wondered just how enormous that dick must be when it was stiff.
Even Miss St. James wondered. And she wasn't as usually interested in cocks.
Everyone started to giggle now.
It took a lot to finally shut them up.
"I'm very sorry," she suddenly said, pulling back.
Then she realized that she had better not lose control. She had to keep her front at all cost. And the best thing to do in a dictator's role is to punish the victim for making her look like a fool.
No justice, was the rule of a good dictator. This was not the place for rational thought.
"Alright. So make it stiff," she said harshly.
Jordon was shocked.
No one had ever spoken to him in' this manner before. And he certainly could not imagine that these words were coming from Miss St. James.
He stood there for a moment.
The room was totally silent.
Then the principal spoke.
"And what do you expect the young man to do. He said he was limp and now how do you expect him to get suddenly hard."
"Shut up, Warren, or I'll have your neck. You know I have more on you than you imagine. I have plenty of information and proof of your goings on that I now you would not like to get into the hands of the Board."
He shook. He did not know exactly what she had on him. But what she was saying now was exactly what he feared.
He pulled back and did exactly what she said. He shut up.
"Now we are all going to watch as Marcy Lee gives Jordon a blow job. And I am going to give her a good spanking at the same time."
She moved over to Marcy Lee and put her over her lap once more.
Her ass was really red and now the teacher was going to bum it to a crisp.
Marcy continued to moan. But she knew that there was nothing she could do.
"Take out the rag from her mouth," St. James demanded.
No one stirred.
"You, Warren. Take out the gag.
Slowly, intrepidly, Warren moved over to Marcy Lee. He gave her a long sympathetic look to reveal to her his compassion. He had great affection for the girl and it was breaking his heart to see her treated in this terrible way.
"It will all be over very soon," He whispered in her ear."
"It's not for you to give the girl any comfort," the old frustrated woman said in a nasty tone.
When the gag was out, Marcy's screams were loud and audible.
"You will stop that screaming right now," the woman demanded.
But still she continued. "You can replace that gag with your cock," she told Jason.
It was all so strange. Many times the young man had fantasized about what it would be like to get sucked by the pretty blond girl. But never did he imagine that his secret thoughts would vividly be exposed.
It was hard for him to imagine that he would get stiff under these conditions. But it seemed that as soon as he got into her mouth he started to swell.
It was the very first time that the sixteen year old had ever had a blow job. He wondered as she sucked him nicely if he was awake or dreaming.
"Eeeew," he cried.
"Are you hard yet?" she asked as she slapped the raw ass again.
"Get out so we can all take a look."
But Marcy was sucking on him so fabulously that he did not want to pull out.
And then when he tried, she was sucking him as hard as a vacuum cleaner.
"Eeeew," he moaned over and over again. It really felt good.
"Pull out!" she cried.
She really wanted to get a good look at the young man's dick. She knew it was huge and her curiosity was mounting.
Now he was ramming it hard into Marcy's mouth. And she seemed to be taking it real well.
Marcy Lee had learned a little trick when she had burned her hand a week ago. It had seemed like a terrible thing when it had happened and she had been in pain all day. But it seemed as if the experience had helped her in another way.
She had learned to deal with pain. She had learned to relax and just let it all happen. And that was how she was dealing with the situation now. It was true that she had no choice. She was bound tightly, under the control of a vicious woman. But she did have one choice and that was to either feel pain or allow the experience to pass away into some form of pleasure.
So with all the power in her soul she now relaxed. She began to feel comfortable. She did not mind at all that the young man was thrusting his huge rod deep into her throat.
In fact, miraculously almost, she had managed to allow for the huge rod to go all the way down her throat.
"Oh no. I don't believe she's swallowing me."
They all stood close now. They saw the way the big sausage was going all the way down. It was the most amazing thing to all of them. None of the young men had ever been sucked and some might not get sucked again for years. So they all knew that this was quite an experience. They were all looking forward to their turn now.
"How does it feel, Jordon?" one of the other young men asked.
He could not answer.
He was so lost in his great ecstasy.
Then suddenly, he pulled out. He knew he was just about to come. And he was too considerate to empty his hot wad of come in Marcy Lee's mouth. It was hard to control himself for that extra split second. But he did manage to do it.
He cried, "Excuse me," as he shot his wad in her pretty face.
There was a great deal of muttering in the room now. Some claimed they saw a cock fifteen inches long while others said it was at least sixteen.
Jordon's cock shriveled down to its usual twelve inches and he returned it back to his pants.
Miss St. James was so busy with Marcy Lee's ass, really slapping it around. But. she realized that the girl had a new tolerance to pain. She would have to figure out something new. But the old bitch had no idea, what the new discipline would be.