A Most Wicked Headmaster (BDSM Erotica) (5 page)

"Until Sunday then."

As the girl left and closed the door the headmaster gripped
his throbbing cock through his trousers and squeezed it luxuriously
slowly several times.

"Another one hooked and just needing the final coaxing," he
muttered aloud and then turned his thoughts again to the insides of
her tight shorts. They would be wet with her juices, the gusset of
her knickers beneath soaked and musky smelling, that thrilling
odour of sweet fresh female sex. He sighed wistfully and then
consulted his growing list and the prospects still to
ensnare.

***

He stood at the head of the class of sixth formers, aiming his
gaze beneath the desks facing him and delighting in the display of
long legs and thighs his position at the front offered. He loved
the way the loose pleated skirts fell away to show the backs of
their thighs and to give sight right up almost to their hips. Some
of the little sluts were even parting their legs to show the tight
triangle of their panties as they pulled down over their sweet
little mounds and between the tops of their thighs. They would
cross their legs, seemingly casually but looking up secretively to
assure themselves that they had gained his attention. The little
sluts were well aware of their bodies and enjoyed immensely showing
them off to him, he made a mental note to establish the skirts as
all-time school uniform, never to be changed.

The headmaster sat down on his desk at the front, more to
conceal his growing erection than for any other reason. Some of the
girls had their blouse buttons undone, indecently low so as to
offer a glimpse of their swelling cleavages. All though had firm
thrusting breasts that pushed most temptingly against the thin
material of their blouses, on some the hard buds of their nipples
were clearly defined.

He was and had been taken by a petite little girl with long
dark hair falling to her shoulders. She had the face of an angel
that held an aurora of innocence, one that appealed very much to
him and the big brown, cow-like eyes simply offered simmering
naivety with sexual undertones. Her slim little body was a delight,
firm and shapely in all the right places and with such wonderful
slender legs that he felt his cock jerk as he imaged her thighs
wrapped around his head. She was next on his list, at the games
session he had decided on her and had put her name as next to
attend his private interviews.

He eyed them all, mentally giving them marks out of ten for
suitability to his plans, some ranked far higher than most but the
list was growing longer by the day. Percentages had to play a part
he told himself, select ten and two are sure to fuck, handle them
correctly and that percentage rose dramatically, it always had in
the past. The headmaster sat spellbound, flicking his gaze from one
girl to the next, mentally undressing them and imagining them naked
and in pain, screaming for mercy and knowing that they would
receive none.

The tall blonde that he had spanked and fingered sat at the
back, her knees parted and smiling broadly at him whenever his gaze
moved to her. He resolved at that moment to fuck the lovely little
slut that very night, to lick her pussy and to experience the warm
feel of her young body around him. The teasing little bitch had
opened her legs wider for him now, offering the firm mound of her
pussy in secret offering, she smiled temptingly too, pouting her
full red lips in mimicry of oral sex. Yes, he restated silently to
himself, she would scream tonight for sure.

He stood up, holding a folder down over his crotch and walked
slowly down the main isle between the desks. His eyes searched the
open necks of the little sluts blouses as the hunched over the
desks writing frantically to finish the essay. He took in the many
tight cleavages and the hints of lacy bras as he inspected the firm
cleft of breasts in turn as he moved from desk to desk.

At the back of the class he moved behind the blonde's chair,
standing close and secretively pressing his hard erection into her
back between her shoulders. For many minutes he remained there
savouring the warm feel of the bitch as she deliberately pressed
harder back against him, the tempting little slut needed it now but
he could nothing but resist and to wait. The headmaster dropped the
note over her shoulder and onto her lap before moving to the front
of the class and ending the lesson, he looked to the blonde and
groaned inwardly as she read the note, looked up at him, smiled and
nodded slowly.

Chapter 3

His inspection of the outbuildings was a necessary chore, an
inventory had to be made and others could perform that duty, he had
though to familiarise himself with the layout of each building and
its use. It was then, a less than content headmaster that used his
lunch break to perform the routine necessities of his new
appointment.

As he entered the old stable block, the huge wooden doors
creaking noisily on the rusty hinges there was a scrabbling
activity inside. As he stepped forward a young girl and a youth
tried to break from the dark shadows and to rush past him. Swift
action though and strong hands halted their flight instantly, he
grabbed the youth by the shoulder and the girl by the
wrist.

It was a little redhead from the sixth form, a cheeky little
slut he knew her to be. Even in his short time at the school her
name and face had been made known to him on more than one occasion.
Her blouse was open at the front and she made no attempt to try to
cover the swelling mounds of her breasts. Bits of straw littered
her cropped red hair and her face was flushed with sexual
excitement.

"You, boy, who are you? The headmaster demanded, "For no male
pupils exist at this school."

The boy refused to answer but busied himself instead trying to
get free of the grip on his shirt.

"He's my boyfriend," the girl said haughtily as though that
explained and rectified all.

The headmaster released the boy and the frightened youth fled
from the building like a scalded cat.

"This area is out of bounds to pupils and you know it," the
headmaster stated releasing his grip on her wrist.

"So?" the girl replied, brazenly standing with her chest
pushed out and aware of his frequent glances at her exposed
cleavage.

He liked her; despite the cheek and disrespect that she
displayed he found that the slut had a certain appeal. Not just her
obvious state of sexual arousal, nor the way she was standing
defiant and offering her breasts to him. She was a knowing little
thing, a sexually experienced one too he guessed and at this moment
hot and ripe for the taking. He felt his cock stir in his trousers,
hardening at the thought of fucking the little bitch and of giving
her a real man's cock. The girl would be used to a boy's dick,
inexperienced fumbling and groping with sex simply as put it in and
rut until he came. This little whore would wail well with a
sizeable cock touching the tender parts of her soft interior. She
was a challenge, a teasing and irresistible challenge that simply
had to be met and conquered.

"Were you engaged in sexual activity?"

"What if we were?"

"Was it full sex or simply groping?"

He felt his cock jerk as the smiling girl continued to counter
his questions.

"You spoiled the best bit when you came in, we were
just..."

"Breaches of rules warrant punishment."

"So? Punish me then," she responded cheekily. "If that is, you
can take your eyes off my tits for long enough."

His reaction was swift and positive, a stunning speed from a
man of his age; it took the girl by complete surprise. His left
hand gripped her hair at the top and pulled her head toward him to
double her over backward, his mouth covered hers and his eager
tongue forcing far down into her mouth. At the same time his right
hand slid down inside her bra to cup her left breast and to squeeze
it in a passionate fondling of high arousal, his fingers gripping
her erect nipple between them.

The girl, once over the initial shock responded with equal
passion, her arms circled his shoulders and she met his kiss with a
fervent hunger of female sexual need. She whimpered softly as his
tongue explored the inside of her mouth and she felt the size of
his hard erection pressing against the outside of her thigh. She
gave no protest as his right slipped out of the bra, travelled down
over her stomach and cupped her pussy mound through her clothing.
She began panting into his mouth, her own hot breath coming in
jerky heaves of high passion as the wonderful sensations of the
pressure on her clitoris and pussy lips coursed through
her.

The headmaster ended the kiss but held her as she was, bent
back with her hips thrust forward, he slid his hand down, up under
her short skirt to again cup her pussy through the thin material of
her little panties. He rested his middle along the slit of her
pussy, pressing the material in and testing her wetness.

"Could you take a real cock I wonder?" he panted
excitedly.

The girl maintained her defiance.

"Try me," she breathed urgently and tried again to kiss
him.

She gasped as his fingers slid under the side elastic of her
panties, the fingertips teasing at her hard bud and her enflamed
labia. The girl gave a huge sigh of pleasure as his thick long
finger slid up inside her wet love tunnel to explore her soft, warm
interior. She was like a dog on heat, breathing hard now in loud
laboured gasps, her whole body tensed and relaxed as his finger
slid easily in and out of her body, lubricated by her copious
juices. She shuddered in involuntary spasm as his thumb rubbed back
and forth over the tip of her hard clitoris and she cried out as
the wonderful feelings tugged at her very insides.

Her hands now roamed his body, caressing passionately her
older seducer, trying to slide down between their bodies and to
take hold of his pulsing erection. To feel for the first time a
fully developed cock, an older man's cock, a rampant and throbbing
cock.

"Too eager, you little bitch" he cautioned and withdrew his
fingers, "too eager by half."

He shoved her by a hand in the centre of her back, toward the
old wooden stalls that once served to house coach horses. One hand
slipped up the back of her skirt to fondle the taut, silky rounds
of the slut's buttocks. The headmaster pushed her, face against the
wooden stall wall, lifted her skirt at the back and pressed himself
hard against her backside, his hard cock laying flat along the
tight cleft that her cheeks formed. For many minutes he held her
there, rubbing himself against her warm little body, his hands
circled her waist to cup her ample breasts and to knead them as he
moaned his pleasure.

This girl was a delight, why she aroused him so he didn't
know. She wasn't that pretty but she held a thrilling excitement
for him, perhaps it was her youthful defiance that excited him so.
Her body though and the way the slut was simply begging to be
fucked thrilled him, to give her a good sized cock, to push it up
inside her tight little pussy would be heaven itself. He would
revel in her reaction to the unusual size of his member, as it
travelled up inside her body and produced the sweet sensations of
sex.

His hands dropped down over her hips and to the side strings
of her panties, he breathed in hard excited rasps as he slid the
little garment down and then pressed his cock back against her,
this time pulsing flesh on young naked buttocks.

The little bitch extended her arms, gripping the wooden rail
above her and preparing herself to receive him. Her back arched and
she shifted her feet apart to allow him access. The girl cried out
as the head of his great cock slipped up between the backs of her
thighs and pressed against the soft, moist inner lips of her
pussy.

Her back arched and her head slunk back, she cried out as the
head of his huge cock entered her tight little pussy. Her inner
lips stretched to receive him, expanding around the great bulbous
head and gripping it tightly.

"Aaaah, oh God."

Her grip on the rail above her increased, her knuckles bled
white as her tension and hesitant fear increased. She lifted
herself up onto tiptoe as his full length was pushed up inside her
to the hilt. The girl rested there, breathing hard as her body
adapted to the enormous size of the warm invader.

"Is that good, you teasing little bitch? Like a real cock do
you?"

The girl whimpered and gasped as he began thrusting, her body
crushed against the wooden wall of the stall as he pounded against
her to ram his cock hard up into her. Her little body was slammed
time and again, her mound and clitoris rubbed against the rough
wooden wall as he rutted into her in a heated and lust-filled
pumping. His hands pulled now at her rubbery nipples, pinching them
hard in his wild excitement as his climax steadily built. The
headmaster was panting hard, grunting loudly in pleasure at the
feel of the tight grip of her internal muscles around his cock. He
loved the sweet feel of her firm tits and the warmth that her body
radiated over to him, both were a true delight; but best of all was
her discomfort. The bitch didn't know what had had hit her, the
size of his cock, the brutal fucking must have come a total
surprise to her and he rutted harder as she whimpered fearfully to
the wall.