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Students Rule

By: linkznut



Chapter One – In Control

Ms. Virginia Lee looked up from her desk. “Yes, Connie?” 

The older lady standing in the doorway smiled uneasily at the Vice-Principal. “Ross Moran and Brian Turner are here to see you.”

“Have them take a seat,” she responded in her soft, southern accent. “I’ll be with them in a few minutes.”

“Yes Ma’am,” the secretary replied as she pulled the door closed.

Virginia put down her pencil and leaned back. ‘Ah yes,’ she thought. ‘Misters Moran and Turner – right on time!’ 

At 33 years of age, Ms. Lee was a bit on the young side for a Vice-Principal. What’s more, her curvy 5’8” frame, shoulder-length blonde hair and ample bosom did little to remind anyone of your stereotypical Vice-Principal. Never the less, that’s exactly what she was. And as such, she was responsible for discipline, which was precisely why Misters Moran and Turner were waiting in the outer office.

It seems that the two young gentlemen had a bit of a disagreement that day in the cafeteria. Normally, that meant instant suspension. But in this case nearby teachers were able to intervene before fists started to fly. Accordingly, the boys were told to finish the day and then report to Ms. Lee’s office.

And that brought Virginia to what was without a doubt her favorite part of the job. Discipline! Oh how she loved discipline! Her only problem was controlling herself, keeping her urges under control while she paddled their precious little behinds. She often dreamed of setting her paddle loose on a student’s bare ass, but she knew she could never get away with that. So she had to satisfy herself with whacking their clothed derrieres. ‘Oh well,’ she sighed. ‘There’s always Mr. Thomas.’

In no hurry to end the boys wait, Virginia finished the project she was working on. Finally, about 15 minutes after the young men had arrived, Ms. Lee cleared off her desk, rose to her feet and headed for the door.

She opened the door and stepped into the outer office. “I believe you already know the procedure, Mr. Moran,” she said sweetly. “Mr. Turner, if you’ll just follow him we can get started.” Both boys nodded. When Ms. Lee first came to work at the Southern California high school, her southern twang was considered almost funny. Now, a year and a half later, no one was laughing. Particularly not the students!

“Well,” she said, glaring at them. Both boys were instantly on their feet, practically racing each other to see who would reach her office first.

Ms. Lee turned to Connie. “Is Mr. Thomas still here?” 

“Yes, ma’am,” Connie replied.

“Good. I need to see him before he leaves,” she said. “Good night, Connie. I’ll see you tomorrow.” With that, the unpopular Vice-Principal pulled her office door closed behind her.

Without saying a word, Virginia crossed the room to her desk and sat down. Both boys watched intently as she pulled open the side drawer and began sorting through it, pulling out first a pad of paper, then a pair of scissors and then a camera. She set them all in a neat pile on the corner of her desk and reached in once again, finally pulling out the dreaded paddle.

As paddles went, this one was quite impressive. It was made of solid wood and had a 7-inch long handle, roughly 1-inch round. Attached to the handle was a rectangular blade roughly 15-inches long by 5-inches wide and a half-inch thick. Scattered throughout the blade were dime-sized holes. From the boys’ perspective, the only good thing about it was that it would never actually touch their skin.

“Ross,” Virginia said. “I’m not surprised to see you here. Third time this year, isn’t it?”

“Second time,” Ross corrected. “And once last year.” He flinched as her eyes bore down on him.

She turned to Brian. “First time for you, isn’t it Mr. Turner?”

“Yes ma’am,” Brian answered nervously.

“Well, let’s hope it’s your last.”

Whether it was Ross and Brian or some other boys, the scene was playing out like it always did – the students hatred of the Vice-Principal growing stronger while Virginia’s arousal grew steadily. Ultimately it would become almost too much for her to control.

But control it she most! She’d like nothing more than to rip their pants down and pound on their fanny’s until they begged for mercy. But there’d be no mercy, at least not so easily. Not until she’d pounded every ounce of self-respect from their asses that they had.

‘Control yourself,’ she screamed silently! ‘There’s time for that later. With Mr. Thomas.’

She took a deep breath and turned back to Ross. “I think we’ll start with you, Mr. Turner. Assume the position.”

Ross crossed to the front of the Vice-Principal’s desk and bent over until his elbows were resting on the desk. It started almost immediately.

Whack! Whack! Whack!

Ross’s body jumped as each new blow landed. He bit his lower lip almost until it bled, wincing as blow after blow rained down on his fanny. But he refused to yell out.

Twenty blows fell before it stopped. He rose slowly, the pain undeniable, and moved gingerly away from the desk.

The process was repeated for Brian, only Brian was unable to control himself like Ross had. Not only had he yelled out, but when he finally rose to his feet, there were tears in his eyes. Unable to face Ms. Lee, he turned away quickly and moved towards the door.

“Mr. Turner, Mr. Moran, look at me!” Reluctantly, Brian turned to face his tormentor, the tears still trickling from his eyes. For Ross, however, there was no such reluctance.

“Now boys,” Virginia said sweetly. “Y’all know how much I hate having to punish you. I hope I won’t see you in here again.” She hesitated a minute, making them wait, before finally dismissing them.

Brian was out the door like a shot while Ross hesitated ever so briefly, holding the woman’s eyes with his own, before turning for the door. Silently, the Vice-Principal followed the young men to the outer office door. Once there, she closed and locked the door behind them before returning to her own office.

* * *

For several minutes after the young men had departed, Virginia Lee paced the floor anxiously. As they always did, the spanking session had left the woman highly aroused. It was only with great restraint that she was able to resist running immediately into Mr. Thomas’ office, instead giving the boys a full fifteen minutes to vacate the building.

When she finally did exit her office she headed straight for the adjoining office door. For a moment she stood outside the door and smiled. Mr. Theodore Thomas, Principal. ‘What a joke,’ she thought. She never could figure out how such a spineless jellyfish like him ever became Principal. But he suited her purpose, she thought as she patted the paddle lightly against her hand. Then, without bothering to knock, she barged right in.

Ted Thomas was sitting at his desk, reviewing some papers when his Vice-Principal entered his office. The look in her eyes told him immediately what was about to happen. ‘Damn her!’ he thought. ‘She knows we can’t do this here.’ 

But there was no strength in his voice when he spoke. “Yes Virginia? How can I help you?”

For a moment, Ms. Lee said nothing, preferring to stalk the floor slowly while her fire grew hotter and hotter. Ready at last, she stopped in front of his desk and turned to face him.

“Strip!” she ordered.

“But Virginia, you know we can’t do it here. It’s too dangerous.”

Virginia Lee moved slowly around his desk, grabbed his tie and began pulling him from his chair. “I better not have to tell you again,” she spat. “Now strip!”

“Yes, Mistress,” he responded in full surrender. Soon, he was shedding his clothes from his body, hurrying so as not to anger her further.

She watched hungrily as his clothes flew across the room. ‘It always happened like this,’ she thought. ‘So predictable. A meek, half-hearted stand followed by complete and utter surrender. What a wimp!’

When he was finally naked, Mr. Thomas stepped in front of his mistress and waited. Ms. Lee looked him over while she slowly circled him. He was not a tall man, standing about 5’10”. Except for his slight beer gut, he was in decent shape. But the feature that interested Ms. Lee at the moment was his cock, which was currently in complete erection and standing boldly in front of him.

Virginia came to rest at his right side. She allowed her left hand to run across his sparsely haired chest, first squeezing his breast and then pulling on his nipple. Next, she allowed her hand to slide down his stomach until it reached his cock. Her fingers trailed lightly over his tool, sending shivers throughout his body. Finally, she grabbed his balls, squeezing slightly.

Forgotten for the moment was her right hand, which hung back patiently, still possessing that wonderful paddle. But when her left hand took control of his balls, she let loose the paddle with her right.

Whack! Whack! Whack! 

Mr. Thomas jumped as the first swat landed on his ass, pulling up shortly when her left hand refused to surrender his balls. Each swat that followed was the same, pain in the ass followed by pain in the balls. Throughout it all, however, the submissive slave uttered nary a word, knowing that to do so would bring on even more pain.

Virginia stopped after 10 swats. Normally, 10 would be little more than an introduction, but not today. Today, Ms. Lee found her arousal already reaching desperate heights, and she needed to be satisfied quickly.

She released his balls and stepped behind him, admiring her handy work on his bright, red ass. “Step forward and bend over!” she barked out anxiously. “Elbows on the desk!”

“Yes, Mistress.” He complied instantly, leaving his flaming fanny on full display. 

Whack! Whack! Whack! 10 more swats on top of the previous 10 and her slave was reeling, barely able to stand. But still, he didn’t scream out.

She raised the paddle to her mouth, licking the handle. And then, with little more preparation, she eased the handle into his dark hole, shoving it in until the paddle’s blade slid between his cheeks. Leaving the paddle just where it was, she backed away.

“Come here!” she commanded. 

“Yes, Mistress,” he said as he obeyed instantly.

“Kneel down!”

“Yes, Mistress.” He obeyed carefully, very aware of the paddle sticking out his ass.

“You may remove my skirt,” she said a little softer. But just as he was reaching for her, she grabbed his ear and pulled. “But if you mess it up, you’ll pay dearly,” she said in a near growl.

Mr. Thomas reached nervously around her to release the button and lower the zipper, before carefully sliding the garment down her legs. After she stepped out of it, he folded it carefully and laid it neatly over a nearby chair, before returning his gaze to his mistress for her approval.

For the first time since she entered his office, Virginia allowed herself a slight smile. “Very nice,” she said. “Now, you may remove my panties, but leave the shoes and nylons on,” she said referring to her high heels and black thigh high nylons.

A moment later she stood before her kneeling slave with her pussy and ass on full display and the rest of her still fully clothed.

She turned around, spread her legs and bent over, leaving her pussy and ass barely a foot from her slaves face. “Lick me,” she commanded.

“Yes, Mistress,” he replied. He reached forward to spread her cheeks with his hands before slowly extending his tongue to her box, sliding it over her already wet pussy.

“Oh, yes,” Virginia moaned softly as he continued his work, sliding his tongue over and around her pussy, diving it in and out like a little prick.

“Lick my ass!”

Without hesitation, Mr. Thomas redirected his attentions to her nether hole, bathing it carefully before piercing it with his tongue. Encouraged by his mistress’ moans of approval, he continued his ministrations.

Finally, Virginia could stand it no more. “Stand up!” she barked as she straightened herself and stepped away.

“Yes, Mistress.” Mr. Thomas rose quickly, careful not to knock the paddle that was still sticking from his ass. 

“Turn around.”

“Yes, Mistress.” When he had complied, Virginia reached forward and none to carefully yanked the paddle from his ass. He jumped slightly at the unexpected move.

“Get on the desk,” she commanded. “On your back.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

When he was suitably positioned, she took the paddle and stuck it into his mouth, before crawling onto the desk. She swung her leg across his hips and positioned herself on top of his meat. And then slowly, she guided his meat to her hole and lowered herself onto him.

She sat upon his prone body, admiring the paddle sticking out of his mouth. And then she began gyrating her pussy on his meat. Soon, they’d reached a frenzied pace, both parties in such a state of arousal that nothing short of immediate release was acceptable.

Finally, release came. It crashed into Virginia like a tidal wave wiping out a bamboo hut, leaving her thrashing widely above him, even as he was overwhelmed by his own orgasm.

* * * 

Once she’d recovered, she climbed off of Mr. Thomas’ cock and slid to the floor. Without a word, she slid on her panties and skirt, pulled the paddle from his mouth and headed for the door.

When she reached the door separating Mr. Thomas’ office from the outer office, she found it standing slightly ajar. 'Funny,’ she thought. ‘I thought I’d closed that. I’ve got to be more careful.’

She went into her office, gathered up her purse and briefcase and headed for the door, never noticing that her camera was no longer sitting on the corner of her desk.

Students Rule Ch. 02



Chapter 2-Caught!

Ross Moran was only a block from school when he realized he was missing his backpack. "Damn," he swore. Despite his reluctance to return to the scene of his recent spanking at the hands of Ms. Lee, the Vice-Principal, there were things in the pack that he had to have that evening. Not going back for it was absolutely not an option.

"Damn," he swore again, turning back towards the school.

When he finally reached the front doors of the school, they were locked. He looked at his watch. 5:05 PM. "God damn it," he swore once again, knowing that it was school policy to lock the front doors at 5:00 PM sharp. He knew he could get in through the gym or auditorium, but since the gates separating the classrooms and offices from the rest of the school would also be locked, that wouldn't help.

Just as he was about to swear again, he saw a teacher exit a classroom and turn for the doors. It was Miss Goodman, his English Literature teacher.

"Hi, Ross," she said as she pushed the doors open.

He quickly grabbed the door handle, preventing it from closing. "Hi, Miss Goodman."

"Is something wrong?" she asked, noticing that he wasn't letting the door close. "You know you're not allowed in this part of the school after 5:00 PM."

"Please, Miss Goodman," he pleaded. "It's an emergency. I left my backpack in the office and I have a big test in science tomorrow. Couldn't you come with me? It will only take a minute."

The teacher hesitated. "Oh, go ahead," she sighed. "But just get your pack and leave, alright?"

"Thanks, Miss Goodman," Ross said as he scurried through the door.

* * *

Ross reached out for the door to the outer office. It wouldn't turn. "Damn," he swore at the locked door. He looked around helplessly, but there wasn't a teacher or janitor in sight. He leaned against the doorframe, wondering what he was going to do. Without the notes and books that were in the pack, he could flunk the test. And if he flunked the test, he'd flunk the class. And if he flunked the class, he wouldn't graduate.

"Damn," he swore one last time as he pushed his hand against the door and turned to walk away. But as he turned, he heard a creaking noise. He turned back quickly to find the door now standing about 2 feet open.

With a huge sigh of relief, Ross shot through the door. Fortunately for him, whoever had locked the door hadn't made certain it was completely closed. So when he'd pushed against it, it slid open. And he was saved.

Without further hesitation, he moved towards the chair he'd set his pack next to, bent over and picked it up.

And that's when he heard her. The Vice-Principal! Her voice was coming from Mr. Thomas' office. He hadn't understood what she'd said – it was only one word and it was muffled by the door. But there was no mistaking the tone. It was the tone of authority, the tone of control. 

Curious – and probably a bit crazy – he moved towards the office door, finding it slightly ajar. Then he heard her again. This time her words were unmistakable – spoken in the same tone of authority and with that same silky smooth southern accent. ‘I better not have to tell you again. Now strip!'

‘What the . . .' Ross thought, wondering what to do. And then he heard Mr. Thomas' reply – a very meek ‘yes, Mistress.'

‘Yes, Mistress?' Ross thought. ‘Holy shit, what's going on?' But he knew what was going on. And he knew that, somehow, he had to take advantage of it. But how?

He looked around the office, not sure what he was seeking. Ultimately his eyes fell on the open door to Ms. Lee's office. And he remembered the camera. ‘You don't suppose . . .' he thought, but he was half way to her office before he finished the thought.

He reached the office and peered in. There it was, still on the edge of the desk. He crept in nervously and picked up the camera. It was digital and it powered right up when he turned it on. He took about 5 seconds to look over the camera before he turned and headed back for Mr. Thomas' office.

As it was, the door wasn't open wide enough for Ross to see in. So, after taking a deep breath, he slowly, carefully pushed on the door. Thankfully, it slid open without a sound. Still, he leaned nervously against the wall, petrified that he'd be caught.

And then he heard it. Whack! The unmistakable sound of the paddle in action – a sound that momentarily startled him, bringing back the stinging memories that were barely a half hour old. Subconsciously, his left hand moved to his still sore fanny.

Whack! The second whack shook him to action. He peered through a door which was now opened sufficiently enough for him to see what was going on inside. And what he saw nearly floored him.

There was the Principal, standing stark naked with the Vice-Principal facing him from the side, fully dressed. Ms. Lee's right side was mostly towards the door, leaving Mr. Thomas's naked backside clearly on display. Her left hand was barely visible between his legs as she clutched his balls. And then the paddle in her right hand shot towards his already reddened fanny.

Whack!

He moved quickly now, seizing the moment. He set the camera setting to what he hoped was no flash, and started clicking away.

He worked as quickly and quietly as possible, knowing that if he could see them, they could see him. He backed away from the door whenever they looked like they were on the move. 

When it was all over, he had a little bit of everything, including the principal's bent over ass, him eating the Vice-Principal's pussy and ass, and her riding his cock while the handle of the paddle was stuck in his mouth. He took his final pictures just as they were cuming, before stealing away like a thief in the night, grabbing his backpack and pulling the outer office door closed behind him.

* * *

It was 4:55 PM on a beautiful Monday in early May. It had been just over a week since Ross had photographed the Principal and Vice-Principal in his office. Since then, Ross had waited near the front of the school every afternoon, waiting for a time when it was just Ms. Lee in the office at the end of the day. When Friday came and the opportunity still hadn't presented itself, he thought seriously about tracking her to her home and doing it over the weekend. Ultimately, however, he'd decided that there was something special about doing it at school, so he waited.

And at 4:50 PM on Monday, his patience was rewarded as Mr. Thomas and the last two secretaries left the school at the same time. Now the only person left in the office was Ms. Lee.

So he waited 5 more minutes before opening the front door and starting towards the office, his backpack looped over his shoulder. This time the door to the outer office was standing open. He entered silently, closing and locking it behind him, and started for Ms. Lee's office.

He rapped lightly on her door.

"Yes," she answered.

He pushed the door open and walked in, setting his backpack on the floor as he plopped himself casually into a chair.

"And just what can I do for you, Mr. Moran?" she asked in her sweet but deadly southern accent.

"I just came to talk," he said, the smile on his face growing larger with each passing moment.

"Mr. Moran, I do not have time to sit hear and play games with you," she said snootily. "I'm a busy woman, so if you'll please get to the point, I'd appreciate it!"

"Perhaps you'd better close and lock your door," Ross replied, still grinning.

For the briefest of moments there was a chink in her armor, but she recovered quickly.

"Mr. Moran!" she barked. "Either speak up or get out!"

He leaned over, rummaged through his backpack, and pulled out the camera. "It seems I've found your camera," he said as he set the camera on her desk.

By now, Virginia had a sense that something wasn't quite right. But try as she might, she could think of no way to avoid the coming confrontation. So nervously, she plodded forward.

"And just where did you find it?"

"On your desk," Ross replied. "Right where you left it."

There was a puzzled look in her face as she pressed forward. "You're saying you stole it?"

"Let's say I borrowed it," he answered. "It might clear things up if you looked at the pictures I took." He threw a manila envelope on the table. "If you'd prefer, I have some 8 x 10's that are easier to see."

With that, Virginia Lee's face went ashen. He knew! Worse than that, he had pictures! Her eyes shot back and forth between the camera and the envelope. Ultimately, she leaned forward and picked up the envelope.

Her hands were shaking nervously as she tore open the envelope and pulled out its contents. There it was, her relationship with the school Principal, as clear as the paper the pictures were printed on.

But still, she tried to salvage the situation. "Mr. Moran," she started. "I don't know what you're up to, sneaking around taking pictures of grown, consenting adults. What Mr. Thomas and I do is our business, and as long as we're both consenting and nobody gets hurt, it should remain our own private affair."

She paused for a breath before continuing. "You may or not condone our affair, but we've broken no laws. I'm afraid that your efforts are for naught. Now if you'll excuse me . . ."

But Ross only chucked, shaking his head slowly. "Ginny, Ginny, Ginny."

"My name is Virginia, not Ginny. And you are to address me as Ms. Lee."

Suddenly, Ross's smile was gone as he leaned forward and slammed his hand down on the table. "Your name, Ms. Lee," he retorted, holding the words on his tongue sarcastically, "is whatever I say it is!"

For a moment, a deadly silence filled the room. "Now, Ginny, if you look at the pictures carefully, you'll see that they were obviously taken in Mr. Thomas' office," he said sternly. "If you just take a moment to think about it, how do you suppose the school board and parents would react if they find out the Principal and Vice-Principal were playing kinky sex games right in the middle of the school?"

Again, there was silence.

Finally, Ms. Lee found her voice. "And just what do you want, Mr. Moran?" she asked sullenly, knowing that the game was over.

"Why, Ginny, I thought that would be obvious." He leaned back in his chair and crossed his legs. "Maybe you should reconsider closing and locking your office door."

For Virginia Lee, her worst nightmare was unfolding right before her eyes. Her personality was a dominant one. Control games were nothing new to her. But in her games, she was the one in control. She was the one who dominated. Never had the shoe been on the other foot. Until now!

"Now Ross," she started out in one last attempt to dissuade him. But he cut her off.

"I'd prefer to be called sir," he said curtly, "although Mr. Moran will also suffice."

There was a long moment of silence as their eyes locked together. Finally, without lowering her gaze, the woman surrendered. "Yes, sir," she said simply.

There was just a hint of a smile on Ross's face as he nodded towards the still open door. "Now, if you don't mind."

With a deep sigh, Virginia Lee rose to her feet and closed the door. The click that echoed throughout the room brought another smile to Ross's lips and he watched his helpless prey as she stood nervously facing the office door.

He let her stand as she was, content to wait for her to turn around on her own. It was several moments later before she finally turned to face him. She stood silently by the door, waiting.

"First, I'll take the paddle. I don't think you'll be needing it anymore."

"Yes, sir," she replied. She returned to her desk, opened the drawer and removed the paddle, laying it on the desk in front of Ross.

Ross shook his head. "Bring it to me."

Without a word, Virginia picked up the paddle, walked around the desk until she was standing beside Ross's chair and handed it to him. When she turned to walk away, Ross stopped her.

"If you please, Ms. Lee," he smiled. "I'd prefer you to stand right here."

The woman froze in her tracks before turning to return to the indicated spot. And then she waited.

"I was examining the pictures the other day and found myself particularly drawn to your nylons." He paused for a moment. "I wonder," he continued. "Is that what you have on now, or are you wearing pantyhose?"

There was fire in her eyes as she responded. "I do not wear panty hose, Mr. Moran."

"Excellent!" Ross smiled. He reached for her leg but stopped just short. "You don't mind if I check for myself, do you?"

Nervously, she shook her head.

"What was that, Ginny?" he prodded. "I couldn't hear you."

The fire and strength were rapidly fading from her voice when she responded. "No, sir. I don't mind."

Ross reached for the inside of Ms. Lee's right leg and gently ran his hand down her calf and up to just above the knee. "I love the feel of nylons," he commented, neither expecting nor getting a response.

And then he slid his hand higher up her thigh, carrying the hem of her dress with it. His hand quickly reached the top of the nylons, but continued upwards until he was touching nothing but soft, naked thigh.

And then he went higher still, continuing upward until his hand was cupping her panty enclosed pussy. He squeezed her softly, rubbing his hands gently over her womanhood. He couldn't be certain, but he thought he felt her shudder in his hand.

He caressed her pussy briefly before releasing her and withdrawing his hand. He took a moment to look her over. He had to admit she was quite a looker. He particularly liked the way she filled out the top of the dress she was wearing. It was predominantly a blue dress, with little sprigs of white scattered here and there. When worn with the pale blue nylons and mid heel shoes, it made a stunning business outfit.

"What color are your bra and panties," he asked suddenly.

There was silence for a moment as she glared at him. "Blue," she said at last.

"Show me," he ordered.

Virginia looked at the 18-year-old seated before her. Before he'd entered her office just a few minutes earlier, her world had made perfect sense. Then, she'd been in control of everything. But that was before he'd shown her the pictures.

Try as she might, she'd been unable to figure a way out of this mess. First, he'd made her lock her office door. Next, he'd made her surrender her paddle. That was the worst thing – surrendering the very symbol of her power. Worse even then when he ran his hands up her legs, or when he'd caressed her pussy – although she couldn't deny the twinges she'd felt then for the briefest of moments.

She knew where this was going. Oh, how she knew. It was heading for the very same place that she would take it if their roles were somehow reversed. And that's what made this so difficult. How could she hate Ross Moran for what he was doing? That would almost be like hating herself! Still, that didn't mean she had to enjoy it. Or that she wouldn't jump at any opportunity to turn the tables.

And now he wanted to see her undies. She thought about just pulling down the shoulder of her dress to expose her bra, or lifting her dress to show her panties. But she knew that wasn't what he wanted. Further, she couldn't help but feel that fighting him that way was almost like admitting defeat, and she would never do that! No, the only way to deal with this was straight ahead, with her head held high.

So somehow, she managed to regain her composure and look him square in the eyes. "Yes, sir," she said, reaching behind her back for the zipper. She lowered it slowly, careful not to let it snag. Then, with only the briefest hesitation, she stepped out of the garment and tossed it aside.

Ross rose from his chair, brushing her lightly as he stepped to the center of the room. He looked her over slowly, starting with her breasts, which were straining slightly against her pale blue bra. "What's your bra size," he asked as if it was a normal, everyday question.

"34-D, sir," she answered without hesitation.

"Very nice," he said softly.

He lowered his eyes to her panties. Unlike the girls his age – his ex-girlfriend being a prime example - she wasn't wearing a thong. Instead, she wore a sleek bikini bottom that rose quickly to a narrow waist. Interestingly enough, he found it very sexy.

And then there were the legs, and what beautiful legs they were in those pale blue see-through nylons. Ross sighed softly and returned his gaze to her face, finding her watching him intently.

"Remove your shoes and nylons," he ordered.

There was very little emotion showing on Ms. Lee's face as she slipped off first one shoe, then the other. Then she lifted her left foot onto the chair Ross had recently vacated and slid the nylon slowly down her leg. After removing the left nylon and tossing it aside, she repeated the process with the right nylon.

When she'd finished, Ross looked at her and shrugged. "We both know where this is going, don't we Ginny?"

"Yes, sir," Ms. Lee said with no loss of composure.

"Very well then, you might as well finish the job." Then he smiled again. "You can remove the last two items in whatever order you choose."

Ross watched as, without hesitation, the Vice-Principal slid her panties down her legs and kicked them aside, before reaching behind her back to release her bra. A moment later the bra joined the rest of her clothes in a pile on the floor.

His eyes couldn't decide where to look first, at her neatly trimmed bush perched preciously at the junction of her thighs, or at her voluptuous breasts with their pale areolas and erect nipples pointing directly at him. 

And then he noticed something – the small gold chain around her neck. Then he saw the earrings hanging from her ears, and the two rings that adorned her fingers. Suddenly, it was important to him that her nakedness be complete. The jewelry had to go!

"Please remove your jewelry," he commanded.

"All of it?" she asked.

"All of it."

A moment later, it was complete. The once feared Vice-Principal was standing before him as naked as the day she was born. And Ross smiled.

He examined her carefully. The first thing he noticed was that although she seemed to have a nice, light tan, there were no tan lines. "No tan lines, I see. I like that." 

She smiled weakly, but said nothing.

His eyes were then drawn to her breasts. They were full breasts, standing out prominently on her chest – still beautiful despite the effects of gravity.

But what struck him most were her curves. Unlike the schoolgirls he knew, Ms. Lee was a woman – a real woman. Where the younger girls were lean and slender, sometimes bordering on anorexic, Virginia was soft and curvy. Here stood a woman, where before he had known only girls. He felt goose bumps all over his body. 

Virginia stood quietly while he examined her, wondering if she'd miscalculated. While she knew that once Ross had his pictures there was nothing she could have done to avoid her present plight, she had figured that she could handle it with poise and control. She was, after all, the Vice-Principal, while he was just a student. She was the mature adult, while he was just an 18-year-old child, 15 years her junior.

What she hadn't counted on, however, was her body's betrayal. While she still maintained some self control, all he had to do was look at her nipples and he'd know he was having an effect.

His words invaded her thoughts. "Turn around."

"Yes, sir," she answered. Her heart was fluttering as she moved to obey. She'd no sooner completed her turn than the next order was barked out.

"Spread your legs and bend at the waist." 

She did as instructed.

"Now," he said with a certain smugness. "Take each butt cheek in a hand and spread them wide so I can examine your ass."

As soon as she'd moved to obey she realized that she had, indeed, miscalculated. Here she was, standing in front of her desk, bent at the waist and spreading her ass wide open for a student to look at. And despite the humiliation, despite the embarrassment, there was a distinct tingling sensation between her legs that did not want it to end! 




Students Rule Ch. 02



Looking back between her legs, she could see him step up to her and kneel down. She jumped noticeably as his fingers grazed lightly over her pussy and she bit her lip and closed her eyes when he grazed over her once again. She moaned out loud when a finger slid in and out of her already wet pussy before moving to her nether hole and forcing its way inside. And as the finger slid in and out of her ass, her knees wobbled and she gasped out loud.

And just like that, her collapse was complete.

"Stand up and face me," he barked an instant later. And when she was facing him once again, he couldn't help but notice the look in her eyes.

He reached forward and grabbed her nipples, pinching and pulling them. Her mind was still in a quagmire when he started to speak, with his fingers still pinching and tugging on her nipples. "I'm sure you're smart enough to figure this out, but I'm going to explain it to you anyway.

"First and most obviously, you now belong to me. You are my slave, my slut, and I am your master. I can and will do anything to you I desire. Is that clear, slut?"

"Yes, sir," she replied immediately. She could feel a definite excitement in her pussy.

"Second, you are to wear exclusively skirts and dresses to school – no pants. Thigh high nylons or garter belts are required, along with reasonable high-heeled shoes. Bras and panties are to be sexy. When in doubt, I would advise erring on the slutty side. Clear?"

"Yes, sir."

"Third, I intend to share you with certain other people. You will obey them as you do me. The only assurance I will give you is that they will all be 18 or older – I do not intend to share you with children. As should be obvious, disobeying someone I share you with will quite probably result in the sacrifice of your career. But no matter whom I share you with, don't forget that I and only I am your ultimate master. Is that clear?" Ross asked with an extra sharp pinch of the nipples.

"Yes, sir," Virginia responded, jumping slightly

"Excellent," Ross said softly as he released her nipples.

Ms. Lee was standing there, her head spinning from sensory overload as Ross moved to her left side. She felt his right hand begin rubbing her fanny as his left hand took hold of her left tit. He took no pity on her, squeezing her ass cheeks with one hand and her breast with the other, pressing the latter firmly against her chest before moving to the other breast and repeating the process. She moaned in disappointment when he vacated her bosom, only to have her fire reignited when the fingers of his left hand dove deeply into her pussy. And as she gyrated her pussy on his hand, her own hand holding onto his shoulder for support, she failed to notice that his right hand had abandoned her ass.

"Look at me!" she heard him command, and she obeyed immediately. She looked him straight in the eyes, her hunger now quite obvious. She never saw it coming.

Whack! Whack! Whack! 

She jumped forward, impaling her pussy further onto his fingers as the pain shot through her fanny. He whacked her again, and again she jumped against his hand, rubbing her clit against his palm while her pussy swallowed up his fingers.

For a brief moment, the paddle stopped. She stood there, whimpering slightly as she subconsciously ground herself against his hand. Slowly, the intensity of the pleasure started to overshadow the pain.

And suddenly, he started again. 

Whack! Whack! Whack!

She lost track of how many times he'd unleashed the paddle on her. All she knew was that her fanny hurt like it had never hurt before, even as the pleasure from his hand was building. 

Finally, she felt his right hand return to her fanny, only this time without the paddle. And she gasped, grabbing his shirt as he shoved first one, and then a second finger up her ass. Suddenly, the pleasure was coming from both ends, and her body erupted in orgasm.

She threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck as waves of pleasure overtook her. When she began to calm down, she felt him pulling her arms from his neck and pushing her gently to the floor, where she lay on her back, only somewhat aware of her surroundings.

She was aware enough, however, to see him pick up the camera and take a picture of her as she lay sprawled out on the floor, and to see him pick up her bra and panty, stuffing them into his backpack. "I'll keep these as a souvenir," he said. "I'll lock both doors so you'll have some privacy," he added almost as an afterthought.

* * *

When Ms. Virginia Lee finally awoke it was dark in her office, with only the light from a nearby streetlight to illuminate it. For a moment she lay there quietly, thinking. To say she was confused would be an understatement. Ms. Lee loved control games, only she loved being the one in control. For years she'd gotten her thrills by dominating men. Now, she'd found not a man, but a boy who'd turned her life upside down. Despite herself, she had feasted on his domination, even as he'd abused and humiliated her.

But there was something else. He hadn't fucked her. And for some strange, unknown reason, that bothered her.

When she finally tried to rise, she was immediately reminded of the paddling she'd received. Gingerly, she eased her way to her feet and slid the dress onto her naked body, reaching behind her back to raise the zipper. She picked up her nylons, stuffed them into her purse and headed for home. 

‘A nice hot bath will help' she thought.



Students Rule Ch. 03



Chapter 3-Deeper and Deeper

Ms. Virginia Lee, the school's Vice-Principal, was standing in the hallway outside the school office talking to a member of the school board when Ross Moran walked past. Her eyes were drawn instantly to him as her hand drifted instinctively to her fanny, remembering the blistering he'd administered to her bare bottom a week earlier. She nodded at something the school board member was saying, but her mind was a thousand miles away, reliving that fateful afternoon.

Ms. Lee loved control games, or more bluntly put, she loved dominating men sexually. Such was her relationship with the school Principal. But Ross had witnessed one of her sessions in the Principal's office. More importantly, he'd taken pictures. And last week after school hours he'd presented the pictures to her.

Suddenly the tables had turned and she was the one being dominated. And by an 18-year-old no doubt – a man 15 years younger than herself. First, he'd taken her paddle, then he'd made her undress. Then, after toying with her and fondling all parts of her body, he'd spanked her with her own paddle while he rammed his fingers into her pussy. The spanking had been so intense that she'd lost track of just how many blows he'd delivered, but it had to be well over 20. And somewhere between the paddle attacking her fanny and the fingers attacking her pussy, she'd cum – hard! But he hadn't fucked her, and if truth be known, that bothered her.

Put bluntly, this was not the type of scenario that was supposed to excite a dominant person like herself. But it had!

Now came the troubling part. It'd been a week since that day. During that time she'd seen him in the halls many times, but he'd never even looked her way. That fateful day he'd told her that he owned her, but since then he hadn't even acknowledged her existence.

Now she was wondering if he'd changed his mind and was planning on turning the pictures over to the school board.

She turned her attention back to the school board member, a little more nervous than she'd been just a moment before.

* * *

It was about 6:00 o'clock in the morning, two days after the last time she'd seen Ross. Virginia Lee had just finished drying off after her morning shower – no hair washing today – and slipped into her thick terrycloth robe. She'd just left the bathroom, headed for the kitchen and her second cup of coffee when the doorbell rang.

"Who the hell can that be?" she said out loud. She hesitated, wondering whether it was appropriate to answer the door at this ungodly hour, when the doorbell rang again, and again, and again.

"Alright, I'm coming," she shouted as she started for the door. "Who is it?" she called out as she approached the front door of her house. There was no answer. When she got to the door, she leaned up against the peephole and peered outside. 

There he was. Ross Moran.

She froze, her heart pounding in her chest as all of the emotions came rushing back. She just stood there, unmoving, until the doorbell rang again and startled her into action.

Nervously, she reached for the doorknob. She opened the door part way, standing behind it like it might actually offer her some protection.

Without a word – and without waiting for an invitation – Ross walked right past her and into the house. Once inside he set his backpack against the wall and turned around to see Ms. Lee still standing behind the door, nervously clutching at the knob.

Still not uttering a word, he took her arm and pulled her from the door. He pushed the door closed and spun her so she was facing away from him. Finally, he reached around her waist, untied the sash and pulled the robe off, casually tossing it into the corner. 

And that was it. Less than 30 seconds after Ross Moran had entered her house, Ms. Lee found herself once again completely naked before him.

Part of her felt relief. After all, if he was here, then it was unlikely he was planning on turning her in. A larger part of her felt shame – at how she'd let him humiliate her the week before, and at how easily she'd given up her bathrobe just now. But the largest part of her felt lust. For the moment at least, the part of her that yearned to dominate someone was nowhere to be found.

Silence filled the room as Ross reached around the older woman, grabbing a breast in each hand. Even as he began squeezing her, she was melting against his body, her eyes closed and her knees shaking. 'So much for handling the situation with class and dignity,' she thought.

Virginia moaned as Ross massaged her orbs, and she reached behind her to grab his ass and pull it towards her. When she felt his throbbing manhood pressing against her naked ass, she knew that she wanted it. And this time, she thought, she would get it! This time, he would fuck her!

Without warning, Ross's right hand abandoned its tit and dove straight for her pussy, diving into her womanhood and eliciting a large gasp from her mouth. "Oh, yes!" she moaned as his ministrations continued.

And then he released her, pushing her away while he turned her towards him, before placing his hands on her shoulders and pushing her to her knees. Then he lowered himself to his own knees and pushed her gently backwards. She reached back with her hands, lowering herself to the carpet until she was lying prone on her back, with her knees raised and him kneeling between them.

She shivered slightly as he gently ran his fingertips down the inside of her thighs. And she reached for her breasts as his hands approached her already dripping pussy, pulling on her own nipples as he slid his fingers in. Moaning softly, she tossed her head to the side, closing her eyes as the pleasure began to build.

Her pleasure built slowly as he worked his fingers in and out of her pussy, occasionally allowing his thumb to brush across her clit. Just as she could feel her orgasm approaching, he stopped, withdrawing his fingers completely.

She gasped, lifting her head in time to see him reach into his backpack and pull out not one, but two plastic vibrators – a black one about 10 inches long and 2 inches thick, and a white one about 8 inches long and 1 inch thick.

There was hunger in her eyes as she eyed the vibrators. She longed to urge him to hurry, to stick those pleasure machines in her and turn them on, but somewhere buried deep inside her was still a tiny shred of pride. She'd take everything he had to give, and she'd take it gladly. But she would not beg.

So she waited as he set aside the big black one in favor of the smaller white one. Without turning it on, he eased the tip into her slightly, just enough to tease her, and then withdrew it. She began rubbing her tits as he inserted it again, further this time, but still not all the way. And then, without her seeing, he quickly replaced the white one with the black one and shoved it all the way in as he turned it on.

She gasped at the sudden, unexpected intrusion, lifting her ass off the floor as the vibrating sensations hit home. And just as suddenly and just as unexpectedly, the white one started humming as it began dancing over her clit.

"Oh shit!" she gasped as the sensations overpowered her. "Oh, oh, oh . . ." But just as she felt her orgasm approaching, the white one was withdrawn.

She was lifting her head, straining to look at him when the white one once again started dancing across her button, once again sending her writhing across the floor.

And once more, he withdrew it before she came. "Please," she shouted out, no longer concerned about anything but her impending orgasm. "Please hurry!"

And one last time, the white wonder attacked her button. Only this time there was no retreat. This time the little marvel danced and danced and danced until the Vice-Principal was reduced to a lump of screaming flesh as wave after wave of pleasure swept over her.

Finally, she felt the smaller dildo withdraw, just before the larger one was switched off. And while she was still shaking and gasping for air, Ross shoved the white one up her ass, turning both it and the black one on once more.

Virginia gasped, lifting her head just in time to see Ross rising to his feet. She watched through glazed over eyes as another orgasm worked through her body while the young man quickly kicked off his shoes and slid down his pants and underwear.

This time when she gasped, it was at the sight of his massive cock as it sprang to complete attention as he towered above her.

Without hesitation Ross stepped forward so he was straddling Ms. Lee's waist and lowered himself to his knees. And then, after positioning his cock between her heaving orbs, he pushed them together around his meat and began fucking her tits, and an evil grin crossed his face.

Ms. Lee ran her hands up his arms and over his chest as he pounded her tits, and she stretched her tongue out towards the tip of his manhood as it stroked towards her mouth. And as yet another orgasm struck her pussy, Ross also came, moaning out loud as he unloaded his sperm all over her face as she tried unsuccessfully to catch it in her mouth.

Then he grabbed her hands and pinned them to the floor beside her head while his own head hovered over her sperm covered face. But the vibrators hummed on – one in her pussy, one in her ass – and yet another wave of pleasure washed over her.

After a moment Ross caught his breath and rose to his feet. Only then was Virginia able to reach down and turn off the vibrators. She did not, however, withdraw them. Nor did she clean his cum from her face.

Ross dressed quickly while his slut just lay there, staring up at him through still hazy eyes. Finally, after he was fully dressed, he grabbed the camera from his backpack and shot off two pictures, one of her entire body, featuring the vibrators sticking out of her pussy and ass, and one of her upper body, featuring her cum covered face and chest.

And then he spoke his first words since he'd knocked on her door.

"I'll need a key to your house," he said simply.

"On the hook by the refrigerator," she said, the fog clearing ever so slowly. And she watched as the young man walked towards the kitchen. A moment later he was back above her, tossing the house key in his hand.

"One other thing," he said. "I expect you to break off your affair with Mr. Thomas. Understand?"

"Yes sir," she responded meekly, having no doubt that she would do exactly as she was told.

And without another word, he turned, opened the door and left. But before he'd left the front steps, he faintly heard that familiar humming sound starting up again. 



Students Rule Ch. 04



Chapter 4-Girl Stuff

It was Friday, two days after Ross had visited Ms. Lee at her home before school, and she still couldn't get it out of her head. He'd walked in just like he owned the place, disrobed her, and proceeded to take liberties with her body. With the skillful use of well-placed vibrators, he'd brought her to one mind blowing orgasm after another. And he'd ended the whole affair by fucking her tits and cumming all over her face. 

Virginia Lee was shaken from her reverie by Connie's voice. "Ms. Lee, Mr. Moran would like to see you."

Like it did anytime she thought of Mr. Ross Moran, her pussy started to tingle. She fought to keep her voice calm. "Please send him in, Connie."

She looked at the clock. Lunch hour. He wouldn't have to be back in class for another half hour. What could he want?

She looked to the door just as Ross was rounding the corner. He entered the office and went straight to the chair across from her desk, making himself quite at home. "Hi, Ginny," he said in a self assured voice.

Nervously, Virginia looked out her office door and then back at Ross. "Please," she pleaded in a whispered voice. "Somebody might hear you."

"Perhaps you should close the door, then," he responded.

Hurriedly, she got to her feet, moved to the door and closed it. When she turned around, he was standing in front of her. Without a word, he pressed her shoulders against the back of the door and moved in closer, allowing her barely enough room to breathe. And then with both hands, he grabbed hold of her breasts and squeezed.

He smiled as he massaged the orbs. "I'd like you to fix dinner tonight," he said. "We'll start with a salad. Then, we'll have two steaks, preferably Filet Mignon, redskin potatoes, and asparagus. The steaks should be done medium rare. A nice wine would also be nice, you choose. And don't give me any sass about being underage. Make sure it's ready at 7:00 PM sharp. Got it?"

"Yes sir," she answered anxiously. "I got it." 

"Further," he started again. "I want you to wear something hot, something slutty. Make it something you would not want to be seen in public in. Do you got that?"

"Yes sir, I've got it," she said. "Hot and slutty." And already, her pussy was starting to flow.

"And one last thing," Ross said, stepping back from Ms. Lee. And with irritating slowness he lowered his hands to his belt and unbuckled it, pushing both the pants and underwear over his hips and to the floor.

With absolutely no thought at all for where she was, the Vice-Principal dropped to her knees and attacked his engorged member, taking a large part of his massive erection into her mouth as she grabbed hold of his balls, squeezing just a little harder than she should have. 

Even as she took him into her mouth, her mind was at work. He wanted to have dinner with her! For one entire evening it would be just the two of them. She knew he'd do something unexpected to her, but it didn't matter. Just as long as he was with her – and as long as he fucked her – he could do anything else he wanted. She squeezed his balls just a little bit harder, raking her teeth across his cock.

It was a couple of minutes later when he grabbed hold of her head and began jerking spasmodically into her mouth, depositing his load deep inside her throat. 

After taking a moment to compose himself, he pulled up his pants and grabbed her shoulders, easing her to her feet and away from the door. After flicking a small glob of cum from her chin, he held out his finger for her to clean, before reaching for the doorknob.

"Remember," he said. "Dinner at 7:00 sharp. Don't disappoint me."

And then he was gone.

* * *

"I don't know, Ross," Suzie said. "It's pretty weird. I mean you want me to meet you at 6:45 for dinner, only you won't tell me where . . ."

"I'll call you at 6:15 and tell you where to meet me," he interjected.

"Right," she continued sarcastically. "You'll call me. And all you can tell me is that it's not a date and that it has something to do with my getting revenge. But again, you won't tell me on whom or why. All you can tell me is just play along and it will become clear. Is that about it?"

Although Suzie Connors and Ross Moran had never dated, they'd been friends for years. They'd been through grade school, junior high school, and now high school together, sharing many of the same classes. Sure, on that occasional lonely night she'd wondered what it would be like to date him, but it was never more than just a fleeting thought. Further, he'd never treated her as anything other than a friend. That's why this current offer was so strange. It's also what lent an air of legitimacy to it.

Her mind shifted to the revenge issue. Suzie was a high school senior. Of course there were people she wanted revenge on. Was she really willing to take a chance on missing such an opportunity? 

"Ok," she said at last. "But I'm warning you, if you're up to anything, I'm out of there, and then you'll learn a little something about revenge."

"Great," Ross responded. "You won't be sorry." He started to turn away, but hesitated. "By the way, you might want to dress casually. I'm not sure dressy would be a good idea." And with that he turned and left.

* * *

Virginia looked around the kitchen. It was 6:30 PM and everything was under control. Everything, that is, except her. She was a nervous wreck. Since Ross had invaded her life, her dominant personality had been ripped to shreds, replaced by a world where Ross dominated every aspect of her sexuality. If he said strip, she stripped. If he said show me your ass hole, she bent over and spread her cheeks. If he wanted to spank her, she would hand him the paddle and bend over.

He had completely broken her once indomitable personality. And now he owned her, just like he'd said that first day. And she wouldn't change it for the world.

But tonight was going to be different. Tonight he'd ordered a romantic dinner for two. Tonight he was going to be her date. And tonight he was going to fuck her. God but she wanted that. She wanted that so bad it made her pussy ache just thinking about it.

She rushed to her room and stripped off her dress, bra and panties. Then, remembering that when she was naked, he liked her completely naked, she removed her jewelry. Then she quickly put on her new outfit.

He'd said that she was to dress hot and slutty, in something she wouldn't want to be seen in public in. So she'd stopped at The Love Shack on the way home and picked up a black see-through mesh dress with a black micro thong and 4 inch tall high-heeled shoes. Now, as she looked herself over in the bedroom mirror, she smiled, dreaming about how he'd react when he saw her. Clearly, the outfit left little to the imagination. Her breasts and nipples were clearly visible through the sheer material, as was the tiny thong that barely covered her pussy. A spaghetti strap tied behind her neck, while the back plunged nearly to her ass. The dress itself barely covered her butt cheeks. And it hugged every curve of her body like a race car hugs the track.

If ever there was an outfit that said 'fuck me,' this was it!

Satisfied, she returned to the kitchen. It was almost time to start the final preparations. 

* * *

It was not quite 10 minutes to 7 when the doorbell rang. Virginia hurried to the door, peeked through the peep hole and, seeing only Ross Moran, quickly pulled it open. Proud of her new outfit, she stood right in the middle of the entrance, eager for his approval.

"Wow, Ginny," he said. "You look amazing." For a moment, he just stood there, examining her. "Oh, I'm forgetting my manners," he burst out suddenly. And when he pulled Suzie Connors over from the side of the door, Virginia Lee's entire night – not to mention her pride – went down the toilet. She was so shocked, in fact, that initially she made no move to hide or cover up.

"I'm sure you remember Miss Connors, don't you Ginny?" Ross inquired. "It seems you gave her quite a spanking a couple of months back."

Suddenly, Ms. Lee remembered what she was wearing and jumped behind the door.

Ross shook his head casually. "Aren't you going to invite us in?"

Ms. Lee's eyes darted nervously between Suzie and Ross. Even though she knew she was fated to do Ross's bidding, she still searched for a way out. Finally, realizing that there was no escape, she summoned her courage and spoke. "Please come in," she said weakly.

But for Ross, the invitation was lacking in its proper humility. "Is that how I taught you to address me?"

For the Vice-Principal, the already disastrous evening was getting worse by the minute. This was not at all how she thought the evening would go. But somehow, she managed to speak. "No, sir. I'm sorry, sir. Won't you please come in?"

At that, Suzie burst into laughter. "Oh Ross," she managed between fits of laughter. "I don't know what you have on our little southern belle, but this is too much." Still laughing, she followed Ross into the house. Once inside she slid up beside him, sliding her arm through his.

Ms. Lee closed the door behind the two students, leaning against it for support. But she wasn't allowed to stand there for long.

"Come stand in the middle of the room, slut, so Miss Connors can look you over."

Virginia moved quickly, her obedience to her master now an automatic response. She reached the indicated spot, turned to face Ross and waited. 

Ross made her stand there for nearly a minute, before he finally spoke up. "Turn around slowly," he ordered. She obeyed instantly.

"What do you think?" Ross asked Suzie after Ms. Lee had completed her turn.

"Well," Suzie said as she turned to look at Ross. "I'm wondering just what exactly that you have in mind?"

"That's up to you," he replied. "My only desire is to dominate and humiliate Ms. Lee. One way to do that is to offer you a chance at revenge. Exactly what you do with it is up to you. But whatever you decide," he said smiling, "I assure you that Ms. Lee will be only to happy to cooperate. Won't you Ginny?"

"Yes sir." It was all Virginia could do to keep from breaking down in tears right on the spot. The only reason she didn't was that crying would only add to her humiliation. Still, she couldn't stand it when they talked between themselves like she was nothing more than an object to be possessed. But in this new reality that's exactly what she'd become.

Once again Ross's eyes met Suzie's. "Well?" he said.

Suzie smiled. "Could I see her ass again?"

"Of course," he replied. He then turned to Ms. Lee. "Turn around and lift your dress."

She obeyed without hesitation.

"Is that better?" Ross asked Suzie.

"Better," she answered. "But do you think I could see her without the thong?"

Ross smiled as he nodded. "Ginny, please take off your thong and toss it to me."

Virginia was visibly shaking as she bent over to remove the thong, before turning to toss it back to Ross.

"Very good," Ross said. "Now, turn back around, bend at the waist and spread your cheeks wide for Suzie."

Even as she was moving to obey, Ross was turning to Suzie. "You know, these panties are awfully damp. You don't suppose . . ."

"May I?" Suzie interrupted.

"Of course," Ross replied as he handed her the panties

Suzie rubbed them lightly between her fingers before bring them to her nose. "Yep," she said in a confirming voice. "I'd say this woman is definitely excited."

'Damn them!' Virginia thought. There she stood, bent at the waist with her hands pulling her butt cheeks apart so her ass hole was totally exposed to the students. She was humiliated! She was ashamed! And yes, god damn it, she was excited!

There was silence for a moment as the two students looked over the exposed backside of the Vice-Principal. Finally Ross broke the silence. "Stand up, straighten out your dress and turn around," he ordered. 

Once Ginny had obeyed him, he continued. "I assume dinner will be served in the dining room?"

"Yes sir," she answered, clearly flushed.

"Good. Suzie and I will make ourselves comfortable while you pour us a glass of wine. Then we'll take our salads. We should be ready for the main course in 15 minutes." Then he turned to Suzie. "This way," he said and they headed for the dining room, arm and arm.

Before they got there, however, Ross stopped short. "Oh Ginny," he called out. "There's something in my backpack I'd like you to get. You'll know it when you see it. Bring it to the dining room and set it on the table. Suzie'll be needing it later."

* * *

Ross surveyed the dining room. For a formal dining room, it was not an overly large room, having only enough space for the table, a hunt board and a small china cabinet. But even though it was lacking in size, it was nicely decorated. The table sat on a Persian rug, itself sitting on dark hardwood flooring. There were chair rails and crown molding to add a touch of elegance, and two French-looking painting on the walls.

When he looked at the table, he saw one place setting at the head of the table and one on the left side. Also, there were two candles – already lit – surrounding a flowery centerpiece.

He stepped to the head of the table and pulled the chair out. "As the guest of honor," he said to Suzie, "why don't you sit here?"

"Why thank you, sir," she feigned in a fake southern accent as she took her seat. Ross slid into his chair just as Ms. Lee was entering the room. 

Ms. Lee moved nervously to the table and hesitated, staring at the paddle she held in her hand. "Set that down by Miss Connors, Ginny, and then we'll take that wine."

Suzie picked up the paddle as Ms. Lee took an already open bottle of wine from the hunt board. "You even have the real McCoy," she said, rubbing the paddle in her hand while she watched Ms. Lee pour the wine.

"Of course," Ross said. "If we didn't have the real paddle, it wouldn't be the same, now would it?"

They both laughed as Ms. Lee nearly spilled the wine. She turned to Ross. "I'll get the salad's now, sir."

He just nodded.

Virginia Lee hurried into the kitchen, hastily dished up two bowls of salad and returned to the dining room. She placed one bowl before each person, before turning to Ross. "If that's all you need at the moment, sir, I'll be in the kitchen preparing the main course."

"Thank you, Ginny. I'll call you if we need you."

When Ms. Lee reached the kitchen, she leaned over the counter and lowered her head to her hands. Finally out from under the immediate scrutiny of Ross and Suzie, she let out an audible moan as she struggled to gain control of her emotions. 

'Stop it!' she screamed to herself. 'Get a grip!' She took several deep breaths before she felt herself beginning to calm down. And slowly, she began working through her predicament. 

There were several issues. First was the fact that Ross effectively had the power to throw her professional life into chaos. Fine. Short of trying to steal every copy of the pictures and the files, there was nothing she could do about that. Effectively, then, all she could do was obey Ross, subject herself to his every whim, and live with it! 

Next, there were the things he made her do and the things he did to her. And at this point, the traces of a small smile crossed her lips. Truth was - now that she took the time to admit it to herself – she liked it. Liked it, hell! She loved it!

So that brought her to tonight, and to Suzie Connors. At first she'd been somewhere between humiliated and horrified. But now that she had a chance to think about it, what had really changed? Sure, now there was one more person who controlled her life. On that point, all she could do was trust Ross's judgement – and Suzie's ultimate compassion. But what did it mean for tonight?

Clearly she was going to get spanked – at the very least by Suzie, and possibly by Ross. But she'd already taken Ross's best shot. Surely she could handle Suzie's. 

But she'd seen the look in Suzie's eyes when she held her thong to her nose and she knew that she was in for more than just a spanking. Virginia Lee had never been with a woman before, but there was no doubt in her mind that, at least in some form, that was soon to change. And the fact was that if her master told her too, she'd happily ravage not only Suzie, but anyone else he brought before her.

And besides, she thought with a smile. Suzie had been right. Her panties had been damp. With her juices flowing like they were, they had to be

She pushed herself to her feet as she took a deep breath, and then ran her hands over her body, gently smoothing the sheer mesh dress before returning to the business of getting her master's dinner.

Fortunately, the timing couldn't have been better. Ross called for her to clear the salad plates minutes before the main course was ready. There was an eerie silence in the room as she gathered up the dishes, but she could clearly feel that all eyes were on her.

After a few minutes more in the kitchen, she returned to the dining room carrying two plates. She stepped to Suzie's right side – the side opposite Ross – and placed one of the plates in front of her, before stepping to Suzie's left side to place the other plate in front of Ross.

As soon as she set the plate down, she felt his hand on the back of her thigh, slowly rubbing it up, then down. A moment later it was joined by Suzie's hand on her other thigh, also caressing her slowly. She could instantly tell the difference in their touches, his being firmer, stronger, more possessive, while hers was softer, gentler, more knowing.

And then his hand was gone, leaving only hers. A moment later her hand also abandoned her, only to return an instant later. But when it returned, it was not just one hand, but both of Suzie's hands. And it wasn't her thigh they returned to, it was the hem of her dress. She could feel the dress slowly sliding over her hips, eventually bunching up around her waist to leave her fanny and womanhood fully unclothed.

And then the right hand withdrew while the left hand began caressing her ass, rubbing it softly and squeezing it gently. And then Ms. Lee heard a gasp – only vaguely aware that it came from her – as Suzie's hand slipped between her thighs to stroke the length of her slit.

She closed her eyes, drinking in the sensations that were just beginning to emanate from her pussy, when the hand withdrew.

"I think you should wear the dress like that for a while, Virginia," Suzie said to Ms. Lee, shaking her from her reverie. "I think it will do you good to air out your pussy and ass, don't you agree?"

"Yes ma'am," she said, very much aware that, at least for the moment, Suzie was seizing control of the situation. "Will that be all ma'am?"

"No," Suzie said quickly. "I'd like you to stand facing the corner while we eat. But first, we could use some more wine."

Ms. Lee quickly opened another glass of wine and topped off their glasses. Then, without another word, she assumed her position in the corner, her exposed ass facing the kids. She stood there nearly a minute before Ross spoke.

"You know, Suzie," he started. "If you'd like some privacy while you extract your revenge, I'd be more than happy to leave. As long as you don't permanently harm her, I guarantee that you'll find Ginny to be a completely cooperative slut."

Suzie hesitated a moment before answering. "No. This is your party. I'm just the guest conductor." And then she turned to look him square in the eyes. "I want you to stay," she said flatly.

Ross's only response was a curt nod of the head.

For several minutes, there was only the clanking and scraping of silverware on plates to let Ms. Lee know that the two students were still in the room. Finally, she heard the sound of silverware coming to rest on a plate before Suzie finally spoke.




Students Rule Ch. 04



"That was very good, Virginia," she said.

"Thank you ma'am,"

"Please come here for a moment," Suzie said in a polite voice.

"Yes ma'am," Ms. Lee responded as she turned and crossed the room.

"Bend over," Suzie said once Virginia came to rest beside her.

"Yes ma'am," she said, obeying instantly. 

For a very long second, Ms. Lee stood there, her head hanging over Suzie's lap. Her body shivered ever so slightly when she felt Suzie's hand slide onto her back. She closed her eyes as the hand wandered slowly across back, which was completely exposed thanks to the back-less mesh dress.

But the back rub only lasted a few seconds before the hand found the tie at the back of her neck. A moment after that, the straps were untied and the top of her mesh dress fell forward, dangling onto Suzie's lap as Virginia's beautiful breasts hung free. 

"Stand up!" Suzie ordered.

"Yes ma'am," she answered, obeying quickly.

She stood there as Suzie looked her over, examining the see through dress bunched around her waist while the top bib-like part hung down in front, covering her privates like a loose fitting loin cloth. And she watched Suzie as her eyes were drawn to her breasts, now completely bare where before there'd been at least a hint of clothing. And even while her eyes were locked on her tits, Virginia felt her hands on her sides gently guiding the dress over her hips and down her legs. When it hit the floor, Virginia obediently stepped out of it and kicked it aside, leaving her standing before Suzie's scrutinizing eyes wearing nothing but her 4-inch high-heel shoes. Her knees shook noticeably while her juices flooded her pussy.

And then the younger woman reached out and grabbed her tits, squeezing them hard as she looked into her slut's hungry eyes.

Ms. Lee closed her eyes and moaned, reaching for the table to support her as Suzie continued to pump her breasts. "Oh God," she whispered when she felt the tongue drawing little circles around her nipples.

Ross watched in amazement as Suzie worked over Ms. Lee's tits. He'd been pretty certain that Suzie would go for his revenge idea, but all he'd expected was a little teasing followed by a serious spanking. But based on what he was seeing now, there was every reason to believe that he was in store for a whole lot more than that. Unless he missed his guess, Suzie was going to enjoy far more than just a spanking, and the idea didn't appear at all unpleasant to Ms. Lee. This whole thing was getting better by the minute!

Ms. Lee opened her eyes and moaned softly when Suzie withdrew the hands from her tits. She moaned some more as the hands drifted leisurely across her tummy, her sides, and her hips. For a brief moment, the hands moved between her legs, brushing lightly across her excited lips before withdrawing.

Without a word, Suzie rose to her feet and took her place inches in front of the older, naked woman.

Ross watched in quiet amazement as Suzie faced off against the Vice-Principal, unable to miss the differences between the two women. Virginia was clearly the more mature, feminine creature, a fact that was only highlighted by her nakedness. With her 5'8" height added to the 4-inch heels, she towered over Suzie, whose sandals did little to add to her 5'4". And although Suzie was a very attractive young lady in her own right, size wise her breasts – a B cup, Ross guessed – were no match for Ginny's. And then there was the hair – Ginny with her wavy blonde locks that fell just onto her back, and Suzie with her brunette hair that didn't quite reach her shoulders.

And then Suzie spoke. "It's time," she said softly, standing so close that Virginia could feel her breath on her neck. And then she picked up the paddle with her left hand, moved to the Vice-Principals side and placed her right hand on her ass, guiding her gently towards the living room. Ross followed behind, unable to pry his eyes off of Suzie's hand, or Ms. Lee's butt.

* * *

Suzie wasted little time guiding her prey to the back of the sofa that came off of the wall. "Bend over the back," she said, pointing at the sofa immediately in front of her. "Spread your legs and don't move until I say to. Do you understand, slut?"

"Yes ma'am," Ms. Lee answered. Slowly, she eased herself over the back of the sofa - legs spread shoulder width - and awaited her fate. Never in her life had she felt more exposed, or more vulnerable. And never had she been more aroused.

She flinched slightly when a soft hand – Suzie's hand – touched her fanny. "You know," Suzie said, "it's almost a shame to have to do this. After all, you've been such a cooperative slut all evening. But after what you did to me earlier this year, I really don't have any choice, do I, Virginia?"

When Virginia failed to answer, Suzie continued, still rubbing her fanny gently. "It might have been different if you'd been fair with me, but you weren't. After all, there were 2 other girls involved, yet you singled out me for punishment. You do understand why I have to get even, don't you?"

This time Ms. Lee answered. "Yes ma'am. I understand," she said as Suzie withdrew her hand. 

And then there was silence. For nearly two minutes she held her position, waiting for the inevitable, her anxiousness growing stronger with each passing second. And then suddenly, it started.

Whack!

The first blow came with a force she had not expected. She screamed out, turning her head instinctively to see who had delivered the blow.

"Keep you head down!" Suzie shouted as another blow struck home, this one harder than the first. Again Ms. Lee screamed out in pain, but this time she did not look back.

By the time the 5th blow struck home, tears were streaming from Ms. Lee's eyes. And by the time the last blow – the 10th – hit home she was little more than a sobbing mess. 

When it was finally over, Virginia held her position. Her ass was on fire and her tears were still flowing freely, but she didn't move, not even to reach back and rub her aching butt.

Suzie stepped away from the sofa and set the paddle down on the table. Next, she kicked off her sandals and moved in front of Ross. For a moment, neither said a word as they stood there, staring. Finally, Suzie spoke.

"Undress me," she said in a voice so soft that Ross had to strain to hear. When he failed to act promptly, Suzie repeated herself, a little louder this time. "Undress me."

This time, she did not have to repeat herself as Ross, with a very large smile creeping across his face, reached forward and grabbed the bottom of her top, pulling it upwards even as Suzie was lifting her arms over her head. He quickly discarded the top and reached around Suzie's back, where he unclasped her bra and pulled it forward before tossing it to the floor with her top.

Ross's eyes were drawn instinctively to her breasts. Although smaller than Ginny's he couldn't help but notice how well they fit her body. Nor could he miss their exquisite symmetry or the dark areolas standing out proudly before her.

As if on their own accord, his hands were drawn to the naked breasts. But they never reached their destination as Suzie's hands intercepted them, rerouting them to the front of her jeans. 

The change of direction didn't bother Ross at all as his hands went to work on the jeans, first unsnapping and then unzipping them. He then hooked his thumbs inside the waist and slid both the jeans and her panties over her hips and down her thighs. He knelt down in front of her as he slid the garments to the floor, where Suzie stepped out of them and kicked them aside.

When he looked up, the first thing he saw was her trimmed pussy sitting no more than 2 feet in front of him. Before he could react, however, Suzie leaned forward, grabbed hold of his arms and guided him to his feet.

When he reached his feet, there were two naked women. Ms. Lee, still folded over the sofa with her goods on full display, and Suzie, his long time friend. But before he could act, Suzie placed the palms of her hands on his chest to keep him at bay.

"Patience," she said. "Your time will come."

And then she turned away, taking her place on her knees behind Ginny's beet red ass.

Ms. Lee winced when Suzie's lips pressed against her fanny, kissing her sore, tender cheeks as her hands ran slowly over her legs. Slowly, the pain began to lessen, replaced by a desire that grew stronger with every passing moment.

She'd heard Suzie tell Ross to undress her, and she'd heard the articles of clothing hitting the floor. That meant that her tormentor was naked, and that could only mean one thing. Things were about to heat up, only this time in a good way! Her excitement continued to build.

And then the hands left her legs, moving instead to her tender cheeks. With some gentleness, they pulled the cheeks apart, making room for the tongue that was suddenly bathing her asshole. And again Ms. Lee moaned as she reached back with her ass in an attempt to make herself more accessible.

And when the right hand abandoned her cheek in favor of her pussy, the fingers trailing lightly across her lips, she moaned even more. She was already desperate for release, for the reward for all she'd been through. And she wiggled her ass more in an attempt to quicken the release.

But when the tongue abandoned her ass hole and the left hand slapped against her cheek, she yelped, lifting her head from the sofa even as Suzie was reaching to hold her down. And then the fingers entered her pussy, stroking in, then out, repeating the process slowly, teasingly.

"Please," Virginia moaned, no longer able to contain herself. "Please let me cum!"

Her plea was met by another slap from the left hand, not as hard as the paddle, but hard enough to get her attention. 

And then the fingers went back to work on her pussy, only harder now, with more intensity. And as the pace continued to intensify, she moved closer and closer to the edge. It wasn't long before she could feel the first waves of pleasure washing over her as her body convulsed in orgasm.

She'd hardly had time to recover when she felt Suzie step up behind her, grab hold of her upper arms and pull her to her feet. Then she turned around and the two women fell into each other's arms.

Ross watched intently as the women embraced, the taller and high-heeled Ginny bending slightly as the shorter and bare-footed Suzie reached up from her tiptoes. And he watched as they allowed their hands to wander over each other's buttocks and bare backs, and through each other's hair.

Finally, Suzie broke the kiss, backing away slightly. She grabbed the older woman's nipples and pulled her to the middle of the room. Next, she released Ginny and lowered herself to her knees, before lying down on her back at the Vice-Principal's feet.

"My turn," she said as she spread her thighs invitingly.

Ms. Lee lowered herself to her knees and hesitated, taking in the beauty of the younger woman. Then she allowed her hands to reach out and begin lightly stroking the tender thighs, to the obvious delight of Suzie. A moment later her hands were resting beside Suzie's pussy, as the index finger of one hand was inserted into her very wet pussy while the thumb of the other was rubbing her clit.

Suzie gasped, squirming and writhing across the floor as Ms. Lee pressed on with her assault. Steadily, Virginia stepped up the pace, stroking her finger in and out of the hungry pussy with increasing speed while the thumb continued to work her clit.

But suddenly, Virginia stopped, withdrawing her hands from the woman who had so recently tormented and dominated her. And when Suzie's hungry, desperate eyes opened and looked up to her, Ms. Lee only smiled and waited.

But Suzie was on fire and in no mood for more games. She wanted to cum – she needed to cum! "Please," she said softly, pleading with her eyes.

That was enough. Ms. Lee placed her hands on the floor and lowered her mouth to the younger woman. A moment later she tasted her first ever pussy, lapping at it hungrily while her arm wrapped itself around Suzie's thigh so her thumb could attack her clit.

That was it! The sight of the Vice-Principal on her knees between Suzie's legs, attacking her pussy and clit while Suzie mauled her own tits was more than Ross could stand. He shed his shirt in record time. A moment later he kicked off his shoes and shoved down his pants and underwear, kicking them aside. He hurried across the room and took up his position behind the Vice-Principal's ass.

The instant his hands touched her ass Ms. Lee lifted her head from Suzie's pussy and turned towards him. In that instant, she knew she was finally going to feel his cock inside of her. But thoughts of her triumph – of sorts – were short lived as Suzie's hands reached up to grab her head, pulling her back to the job at hand.

And as Ms. Lee went back to work on Suzie's pussy, she felt Ross easing his meat against her lips. A moment later it slid home and was stroking in and out, pounding her mouth against Suzie's pussy in the process.

Soon, Virginia heard Suzie gasp. A second later, the prone young woman grabbed her head roughly and pulled her harder against her pussy as her body started shaking spasmodically. And then she came.

Ms. Lee's head was spinning amid a whirlwind of sensations. The whole evening had been building to this moment and she was not going to be denied. When her body exploded in orgasmic pleasure, she tried to scream out, only to have her voice smothered by Suzie's once again convulsing pussy. And still Ross threw his enraged manhood into her.

She lost herself in the moment as Suzie held her tightly and Ross kept pounding her pussy. She couldn't really say if it was one long orgasm or a series of shorter ones. But she could say it was one of the most intense things she'd ever experienced. And it didn't end until Ross finally began unloading his sperm into her.

Suzie finally released her head just as Ross withdrew from her and collapsed on the floor beside them. Exhausted and totally spent, Virginia then collapsed on top of Suzie, her head nestled between her breasts.

For several minutes, there was only the sound of heavy breathing as everyone struggled to gather themselves. Finally Suzie turned to face Ross. "I hope you saved some of that for me," she grinned.



Students Rule Ch. 05



Chapter 5- Sex Ed, Student Style

It was another beautiful California day, just 2 or 3 weeks before the end of the school year. It had been 5 days since Ross Moran had assisted Suzie Connors in exacting her revenge on Ms. Virginia Lee, school Vice-Principal. Since that night, Ms. Lee had had no contact from either Ross or Suzie. On the few occasions when she'd seen them in the hallways, only Suzie had smiled at her. Ross had acted like she didn't even exist. Nevertheless, she knew it was only a matter of time before one or both of them would call on her again.

That call came at the start of the lunch period when Connie, one of the office assistants, poked her head into Ms. Lee's office.

"Miss Connors is here to see you."

Virginia lifted her head and raised her eyebrows slightly. "Miss Connors?" she questioned out loud. "Send her in," she said in her deep, southern accent.

A moment later Suzie rounded the corner and entered the office, closing the door behind her. She moved confidently behind Ms. Lee's chair and rested her hands on the Vice-Principal's shoulders.

"Bet you didn't expect to see me in here, did you, Virginia?" she said as she lightly squeezed her shoulders.

"No ma'am," Ms. Lee responded automatically, slipping easily into the submissive roll she had only recently adopted.

Suzie allowed her hands to trail lightly over Ms. Lee's shoulders, stopping just above her breasts before sliding them back up. "I couldn't help myself," she said whimsically. "I really wanted to see you again."

And then she spun the Vice-Principal's chair around so it was facing away from the desk and eased herself down until she was perched sideways on Ms. Lee's lap. She reached out, brushed away some stray strands of hair and wrapped her arms around Virginia's neck.

"This is nice," she teased. "Don't you think?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Yes ma'am, no ma'am," Suzie mocked. "So formal!" And then she leaned in and kissed Ms. Lee on the top of her head. "You don't need to be formal with me, Virginia – at least not when it's just us girls.

"And speaking of us girls," she continued, "the other night was really awesome, wasn't it?"

"Yes ma'am," Virginia answered automatically before catching herself. "I mean yes, it was." 

Suzie smiled at the older woman. "We'll do it again sometime." It wasn't a question – it wasn't even a request. It was a simple statement of fact and Ms. Lee knew it. The truth of the matter was – because of certain pictures that Ross was in possession of – the Vice-Principal was under not only his control, but also the control of anyone else he so indicated. And Suzie had been so indicated.

And then Suzie leapt to her feet. "Well, I just wanted to say hi," she beamed as she turned and headed for the door. She opened the door, started out, and then stopped cold.

"I almost forgot," she said, feigning absent-mindedness. "I'm supposed to give you this." She pulled a piece of paper from her pocket and tossed it onto Ms. Lee's deck.

"See ya," she said before Virginia had time to unfold the paper. An instant later, she was gone.

Nervously, Ms. Lee unfolded the piece of paper. It was a short, cryptic note. But its meaning was unmistakable.

'Room 229, 6:00 P.M.,' was all it said.

* * *

It was 5:57 P.M. when Ms. Lee left her office and began the two-minute walk through the deserted school. The classroom was located on the 2nd floor in the back of the building, very much off the beaten path. For that small detail, the Vice-Principal was most grateful. After all, she may not have known exactly what was in store for her, but she did have a pretty good idea what would happen if the wrong people were to walk in uninvited.

When she reached the room, the door was closed. She looked quickly up and down the hallway before knocking lightly on the door. A moment later, Ross opened the door.

"Turn around," he ordered immediately. 

Still in the hallway, she did as instructed. The next thing she knew, darkness fell as he pulled a blindfold across her eyes, tying it tightly behind her head.

He then took her shoulders, turned her around and guided her into the classroom. Once they were 3 or 4 steps into the room, he released her and stepped aside.

It was your typical classroom, pretty much like any other. Its individual desks and chairs were lined up in 5 neat rows, with a large teacher's desk occupying the front of the room. Off to the side of the front desk was a 3 by 6-foot table, empty save for a large beach towel spread out on top of it. And in a strategic location off to one side of the room, a video camera rested atop a tripod. But with her blindfold securely in place, Ms. Lee could see none of that.

Nor could she see the 5 people in the room besides Ross - 4 boys and Suzie Connors. The 4 boys – Tommy, Pete, Randy and Brian, all of whom had previously been on the wrong end of Ms. Lee's paddle – were perched atop desks at the front of the room, while Ross was leaning against the wall. Suzie stood beside the teacher's desk.

A deathly hush filled the room as all eyes turned to Ms. Lee. 

For her part, the Vice-Principal stood quietly – blindfolded and alone – right where Ross had left her. To say she was scared would be an understatement, yet she made no move to escape her fate. Nervously, her mind reviewed the situation. She was in a classroom, obviously the star of whatever show was about to begin. In was a given that there were others in the room besides her and Ross. At least Suzie, she figured, but how many more? And just what were they going to do? For a brief moment she thought about ripping off the blindfold and racing for the door. But she quickly dismissed the notion. After all, as terrified as she was, there was absolutely no place on earth she'd rather be. 

After a moment, Ross broke the silence. "Thanks for coming, Ginny," he said as he took a seat atop one of the desks. "Suzie will be in charge this afternoon. You are to obey her as you would me. Understand?"

"Yes sir," Virginia answered immediately.

She heard the sound of someone moving, and then she heard Suzie's voice. "Virginia, come over here, please."

Ms. Lee hesitated before answering. "Yes ma'am," she answered finally, and she began making her way slowly towards the voice. After several uncertain steps with her hands extended in front of her, she felt Suzie's arm. She took one step closer and stopped, waiting for further instructions.

At this point the boys were in a state of shock. Sure, Ross had told them that the Vice-Principal would come. He'd even told them that she'd be putty in his hands. But he hadn't told them the details of the hold he had over her, so naturally they'd been a bit skeptical. Yet there she stood, blindfolded and submissive – and doing everything Ross and Suzie ordered.

Now the boys were beginning to look at Ms. Lee in a different light. Instead of seeing the Vice-Principal, they saw an attractive, blindfolded woman dressed in a conservative black dress and smoky black nylons. Suddenly, the boys were beginning to believe, and they couldn't wait for the rest of the show to unfold.

Without further fanfare, Suzie began. "Guys, this is a woman," she said, waving her hand towards Ms. Lee. 

Suzie's eyes switched rapidly between the Vice-Principal and the guys as she struggled to control her own nerves. Before last Friday, she would never have considered what she was about to do. But that night, something had changed. She was already a bit on the loose side – generally preferring guys but not at all adverse to girls. But before that eventful Friday night, sex with her had been a private thing – a one on one relationship with your partner, not part of some elaborate stage production. That Friday night, as she exacted her revenge on the Vice-Principal, her life was changed in ways she could never undo. With Ross's help, she had taken her prey from embarrassment to humiliation to degradation to mind-blowing orgasm. It was without doubt the most erotic thing that had ever happened to her, and she could not possibly pass up the opportunity for a repeat performance.

"At the request of your girlfriends," she continued, "I'm going to show you how she works." 

Ms. Lee heard a soft chuckle in one direction, and a shuffling noise in another. Two different noises from two different people, she thought. The noises did not come from Suzie, and she was pretty sure that they hadn't come from Ross. That meant there were at least 4 people in the room, counting Ross and Suzie. But how many more?

"I'm going to show you her erogenous zones, what turns her off and – more importantly – what turns her on. But first, if there's no objection from Ms. Lee, we'll need to remove some of her clothing." 

Suzie paused momentarily, waiting for the objection she knew wasn't coming. After allowing a brief moment to pass, she stepped behind Ms. Lee, slid the zipper down the back of her dress and pushed it off her shoulders.

The Vice-Principal held her position as the dress slid down her body, very much aware that all eyes – however many there really were – were now on her now scantily clad form.

In point of fact, she was right. The boys were sitting on the edge of their desks, unable to take their eyes off Virginia Lee's body. They drank in the black, lacy bra that was very flattering to a pair of tits that seemed to struggle to escape their confines. They stared at the black thong that was barely large enough to cover her privates. And they marveled at the long legs, made even longer by the high-heeled shoes and smoky nylons.

Ms. Lee heard Suzie moving around her. Then she sensed her kneeling down in front of her. Finally, she felt her hands touching her right ankle. "Lift your foot," she ordered. She complied immediately, reaching out to Suzie's head for support as her dress was slid away. The process was repeated with the left foot.

"Would somebody fold this," she heard Suzie ask. "We wouldn't want to get her dress all wrinkly, would we?" The Vice-Principal heard enough chuckles to know that there were more than just 4 people in the room, although not many more. And then she heard someone stand up, move towards her, pause, and move away again.

After a moment Suzie's hands were once again reaching for her right foot. "Lift you foot." She complied, once again holding Suzie's head for balance, and the shoe was slid from her foot. A moment later she was standing in her stocking feet.

And then she felt two hands sliding up her legs, sending out tingling sensations as they went. When the hands reached the top of the nylons they stopped, hooked the thumbs under the top edge, and began carefully sliding them down her legs. And again she raised her legs one at a time as the hosiery was slid from her feet.

She heard a rustling as Suzie rose to her feet and stepped to the side.

"Okay," she heard Suzie begin. "When you're trying to make time with your honey, there are several areas you should be aware of. Now I'll warn you in advance, not all areas are equal, and not all women will respond similarly to your attentions. The main point is to take your time and pay attention to the signals you girl is giving off.

"Let's start from the shoulders up," Suzie continued. "A woman's lips, ears, neck and even shoulders can be hot spots. Try rubbing her earlobes gently between your fingers. And don't forget to kiss. I'll tell you this - most guys don't kiss enough. We girls love to kiss, so make sure you don't short change us. And change your intensity a little. Kiss us hard, then soft. And kiss us all over, not just on the lips.

"I'll give you another hint. If your looking for an invitation to come inside at the end of a date, don't just give her your standard goodnight kiss, but let your lips wander to her ears and her neck. And remember, it's all right to be a little playful, but forget about the hickies, okay?"

Suzie paused for a moment, surveying the group. "Now, are any of you man enough to step up here and give it a try?" she asked. 

For a moment, there was only silence. "I will," a voice finally called out. Ms. Lee instantly recognized the voice – Tommy Morrison – a veteran of three encounters with the Vice-Principal's paddle. Maybe not the toughest guy in school, but a young man who definitely knew how to take care of himself. 

There was the unmistakable sound of a table moving and someone crossing the floor. A moment later he grabbed her shoulders, pulled her against his body, and pressed his lips to hers. She was surprised by his aggressiveness, expecting him to be a little reluctant – at least initially. But young Mr. Morrison was anything but reluctant as he kissed her hard and held her firmly against his body.

"No, no, no," Suzie broke in, pulling the young man away from Ms. Lee. After a moment, she continued. "It's true that some women like it rough. In fact, it's even true that Ms. Lee likes it rough. But I'm showing you what most women want, not just what sex starved women like our Vice-Principal want." There was general laughter at this comment. "Understand?

"Okay, let's try it again. This time, try holding the back of her neck softly while you kiss her and go from there."

This time it was different. This time he took her with a tender touch, running his fingers gently over her neck as he pecked lightly on her lips. And then his lips left hers, breaking away to visit her cheeks and nibble gently on her ear lobes. And as his hands slid over her shoulders to her arms, his lips moved to the back of her neck, and she could feel her legs beginning to wobble as she let herself melt into his arms.

And when his lips finally returned to hers, she threw herself at him, shoving her tongue deep into his mouth as she went after him hungrily. 

But they weren't allowed to continue as Suzie stepped forward and pulled them apart. It was a dazed and horny woman that stood alone in the middle of the room, only vaguely aware that Suzie had moved behind her to unhook her bra, and that even now it was sliding down her arms to the floor.

It wasn't, in fact, until she felt Suzie snuggle up and reach around her body to grab hold of her breasts, that she realized that the only thing separating her from total nudity in front of her students was the tiniest of thongs.

But as she felt Suzie running her fingertips gently over her breasts, she knew that she really didn't care.

"These are breasts," Suzie said as she continued to fondle Ms. Lee's tits. "And as you can see, they are very beautiful breasts. As I'm sure you know, they're also a hot area for most women. The mistake guys most often make here is that they go after them too soon, or too rough. Take it easy on her nipples until they're hard. And make sure to play with the entire breast, especially the underside. You'd be surprised how sensitive that is."

Suzie released the breasts, licked her fingertips, and returned, this time taking the nipples between her fingers and twirling them softly. And everyone in the room heard the moan that escaped the Vice-Principal's lips, as she eased herself back against Suzie. "Many women want you to play a little rougher here, but start out tenderly and take your hints from her." She was silent for a moment as she twirled Ms. Lee's nipples and pulled them lightly.

"Now who wants to try this?" she finally asked.

Immediately, the sound of several voices echoed throughout the room, and Ms. Lee was able to come up with two more names – Pete Dalton and Randy Crenshaw. She'd had their fanny's twice and once, respectively. She'd heard one other voice besides theirs, but was unable to place it.

"Sit down, Tommy, and give someone else a try," Suzie said. "Pete, how 'bout you?"

A mixture of responses filled the room before Ms. Lee felt the young man's presence in front of her. A moment later his young hands were tentatively touching the sides of her breasts.

At first, his nervousness was obvious, but his movements gradually became more confident, bolder, as she let off tiny moans of encouragement. His fingers circled her tits slowly in ever decreasing circles, creeping ever nearer to her areolas and nipples. And when he finally reached them, he took the nipples between his fingertips and pulled gently, eliciting yet another soft moan from Ms. Lee.

"I'd judge by her moaning that she might like it a bit rougher," Suzie said. "Why don't you see how far she'll go, Pete. And before you finish, make sure you kiss them a bit – maybe even nibble on them."

That was all the encouragement Pete needed as he immediately abandoned the nipples, took a breast firmly in each hand and squeezed.

"Yes!" Ms. Lee groaned, reaching out to grab his head and pull it towards her orbs. Pete knew what she wanted, and was only too willing to oblige, taking her left nipple in his mouth and biting down on it while he continued to squeeze and fondle her. He switched to the other nipple, making sure his attentions were equally divided, while she ran her fingers through his hair and held him close.

Ms. Lee was so engrossed in Pete's ministrations that she never felt Suzie pulling the thongs over her hips and sliding them to the floor. But she did feel a new set of male hands grab hold of her fanny. And suddenly her pleasure was coming from two directions and her head was beginning to spin.

The attack on her sanity continued for several more minutes, not stopping until the boy behind her slid his fingers between her thighs and against her pussy lips. For one brief moment, she thought she'd get her relief, but Suzie interrupted immediately, pulling the bodies apart.

The totally naked Vice-Principal stood there, gasping for breath. She felt Suzie take her arm and lead her across the room, before turning her around.

"Sit down," she whispered softly. Ms. Lee reached behind her, felt the table with the beach towel on top of it, and eased her bottom onto it. She felt Suzie easing her down until she lay prone on the tabletop with her legs dangling over the edge.

For a moment there was only the sound of Suzie scurrying about. And then something soft and silky – her nylon – slid around one wrist and was tied in a knot. The process was repeated for the other wrist. Next, she felt a soft pressure pulling on her arms as they were spread wide above her head and tied to the table legs. Finally, she felt Suzie's hands on her thighs, spreading her legs wide so she was on full display.

"Why don't you guys come over here so you can get a good look," she heard Suzie say as she lay there, helpless and horny. 

After everyone had repositioned themselves around Ms. Lee's table, Suzie continued. "Next, we're going to cover the lower body." Suzie took hold of Ginny's right foot, lifted it with one hand until the leg was fully extended and began massaging the foot gently with the other hand.

"Most women like it when you caress and massage their feet. Some even like it when you nibble on their toes. But be careful not to overdo the tickling." She worked Ms. Lee's foot for a moment before sliding the hand under her calf and up to her knee.

"When she's lying on her stomach, you can nibble on the back of her knee. But again, be sure to be gentle." And then she moved to the outside of Ms. Lee's leg and, with one hand still supporting her foot, slid the other hand up until it was dancing lightly across the inside of her thigh.

"And as you can imagine, her inner thigh is a very erotic spot." And they could all see the Vice-Principal squirming on the tabletop as Suzie gently played with her inner thigh.

After a moment, she looked towards the guys. "I'd let you try this, but I'm sure you'd rather get to the good stuff." Then she turned to Ross. "Ross, would you mind standing behind her head and holding her legs so we can all get a really good look at her?"

"Sure thing," Ross answered. He moved across the room quickly while Suzie repositioned herself between Ms. Lee's legs. Once he was in position above Lee's head, Suzie grabbed the Vice-Principal's other foot and lifted it up, pushing both legs back until Ross took hold of them. A moment later, Ms. Lee's knees were hovering over the outsides of her shoulders as her pussy and asshole were on full display.




Students Rule Ch. 05



Suzie was silent for a moment as the guys drank in the scene before them. "We've spread her out like this to demonstrate a point," she continued. "Everything between her thighs – whether it's her pussy, her clit, her asshole, or even the skin between her pussy and asshole – is potentially a very sensitive area for her.

"Now I hope you're all aware of how sensitive her pussy is, but don't forget to pay attention to the other areas. Take the ass, for example," she said as she jammed her finger deep into Ms. Lee's ass, causing the captive woman to jump noticeably as she let out an audible gasp. "The ass is an area that many women are afraid to talk about. But the truth is, it can be a very erotic place, made all the more exciting by its forbidden nature. Don't be afraid to pursue this area, but keep in mind that your girl may need a lot of coaxing. And be gentle, for this is an area where a little gentleness at first can reap big rewards later."

A silent hush filled the room, as all eyes were glued to Suzie's finger as it continued to work the insides of Ms. Lee's ass, while the obviously excited older woman squirmed and moaned atop the table.

Finally, Suzie withdrew her finger, leaned forward and touched the soiled digit to the Vice-Principal's lips. Obediently, the lips opened up to accept the finger, not releasing it until it was once again clean.

A gasp of surprise – or was it shock – came from one of the boy's, but Virginia never heard it.

"And then there's her clit, which is located here," she said as she pulled back the hood to reveal the excited bulb. "Before getting too serious in this area, however, you should make sure your partner is adequately excited." Suzie turned her head towards the guys. "How can you tell when she's excited?"

There was a moment of awkward silence as the guys looked around nervously. Finally, someone spoke up. "When she's wet."

Even in her dazed and excited state, Ms. Lee's mind was still alert enough to recognize the final voice – Brian Turner. And the cast of characters was now complete, with Tommy, Pete, Randy and Brian comprising the players in Ross and Suzie's erotic creation – a game where everybody won and she was the grand prize.

"Very good," Suzie said with a bit of sarcasm. And when she slid the index finger from her free hand into Ginny's pussy, the captive woman gasped as her body jumped on the table. For several long moments the boys watched, completely entranced, while Suzie's finger took Ms. Lee to the very brink of orgasm.

But before she allowed the desperate woman to achieve her release, Suzie withdrew her fingers, to the obvious consternation of her prey, and turned to face the boys. "Observe," she said simply, and turned back to Ms. Lee.

She reached between the legs that Ross was holding over her shoulders, placed her hands on her stomach and slid them up to her breasts. She ran her fingers lightly over the soft orbs and spoke softly. "Do you like what I'm doing?"

"Oh yes," came the guttural reply.

"Do you want me to continue?" she asked as she took her nipples between her fingertips and rolled them gently, eliciting a soft moan from Ms. Lee.

"I didn't hear you. Maybe I should stop now."

"No!" came the sudden reply, part begging and part groan. "Don't stop!" 

By now Ms. Lee was a complete basket case, reduced to little more than a mound of frustrated emotions. Self respect was the furthest thing from her mind. The only thing that truly mattered now was her release. And she didn't care what she had to do to get it.

"Please," she said in almost a whisper. "Please don't stop."

"I don't know," Suzie said as she dragged her fingers off of her breasts and over her stomach, ultimately sliding onto her inner thighs.

"Please!" she whined. This time there was an obvious desperation in her voice, a desperation that Suzie and the boys all heard. But she didn't care. 

"Please," she begged in a voice that Suzie had to strain to hear.

With her fingertips drawing soft little circles on Ms. Lee's thighs, Suzie turned her head to the boys. "It's up to you," she said. "Should I?"

It took a second, but finally Pete nodded his head. "Yes," he responded, his voice shaking. And then one by one, the other boy's nodded their agreement.

Finally, Suzie turned to Ross and smiled, before sliding the index finger from her right hand into Ms. Lee's pussy while she lowered her mouth to her love button.

"Oh yes," Virginia gasped, her body jerking as the lips touched her button. And soon her mind was lost in that wonderful, delirious fog as the finger kept working her pussy while the lips and tongue alternated their attentions on her clit.

A moment later, that wonderful feeling washed over her body as she began to shake in orgasmic ecstasy. Before the first wave had completely passed, the second was upon her, as she cried out in pleasure, totally lost in the moment.

* * *

Ms. Lee lay on the table panting, trying to gather herself. The blindfold was still on and her hands were still tied to the table legs. She'd just been royally fucked, of that she was certain. Beyond that, however, the facts were a bit fuzzy. She was pretty sure that all the new guys had had her at least once. She recalled that some of them had been a bit over anxious – one of the perils of being a young man, she thought with a little smile. But even so, Suzie had taken her to such a state that, even with a quick ejaculation or two, she was more than able too hold her own.

As her mind cleared, she became aware of people scurrying around her. She heard the sound of the classroom door swinging open, only to close again a moment later. And then she sensed, rather than felt, a presence at her head and at her feet. She lay quietly and waited.

When the fingertips touched her cheeks, she knew instantly that they were Suzie's fingers. And that almost certainly meant that the presence by her feet was Ross. She allowed a smile to creep across her face.

These two were the special ones. The others – and any others that might yet enter the game – were okay, but Suzie and Ross were special. Ross, after all, was the one who started this whole game. He was the one who'd ripped her from her former life, a life where she was the dominant personality, and established her in her new, submissive lifestyle. And then there was Suzie, the first – and only – woman she'd ever been with.

She waited some more, while Suzie's fingers trickled down the underside of her extended right arm. She thought of how it'd been with Ross, of how he'd teased and pleasured her, but always withheld that which she wanted most – his cock in her pussy. Until their last encounter, that is, when he'd taken her from behind while she was eating Suzie's pussy. 

But Virginia wanted more than that. She wanted to see him while he fucked her, to wrap her arms around him while he pummeled her pussy. But when she felt his hands touching her thighs and spreading them apart gently, she realized that, once again, she wasn't going to get him the way she so desperately wanted him. And as his hands slid up her thighs and homed in on the center of her womanhood, she heard herself moan. Soon, his fingers were sliding into her pussy and lust was once again laying claim to her body.

Ross worked her slowly, working the fingers of his right hand around the inside of her pussy as he slid them in and out. With his left hand, he unsheathed her button, allowing his right thumb to brush against it while his fingers continued their assault on her pussy. He could tell he was having an affect as he watched her squirming about on the table.

Without warning, he withdrew his fingers. He waited for a moment, watching as his victim reached out for him with her pussy in a futile attempt to recapture the pleasure. And then he placed the tip of his cock against her pussy, rubbing it teasingly but not yet sliding it home.

"Please!" Ms. Lee pleaded. But Ross only smiled as he listened to the desperation in her voice, all while still rubbing his cock against her pussy as she squirmed beneath him.

Then, without further warning, he rammed it home, sending shivers up Ms. Lee's spine as she gasped and nearly jumped off the table. For a moment, the Vice-Principal was in heaven, rocking across the table while her master pounded her pussy.

But the moment was fleeting as his wonderful tool was withdrawn all too soon. She felt his hands move to her legs, lifting them up and back until they neared her head, where they were taken be Suzie, who held them steady above her shoulders. Once again, her most private parts were on full display.

For a long moment, nothing happened. Then, just when her desperation was peaking, she felt his cock at the entrance to her forbidden hole.

"Oh yes," she gasped. "Fuck me in the ass!"

A moment later, she felt him pressing himself into her dark tunnel with small, yet forceful pushes. Each assault became a bit more forceful than the last as he moved deeper and deeper into her.

Soon, he was filling her completely, slowly pumping in, then out, then in again, establishing a steady rhythm that carried her closer and closer to the brink. Soon, the rhythm picked up, moving steadily faster as he pounded her against the table.

When she came, her scream was so loud that Suzie had to clamp down on her mouth to muffle the noise. Her body shook as she pulled against her restraints, still screaming into Suzie's hand. And then Ross withdrew his cock and began shooting his cum all over her stomach and chest until he, too, surrendered to his orgasm and collapsed onto the table beside her.

* * *

How long she lay there, Ms. Lee couldn't say. She finally stirred when she heard some commotion around her. As before, the nose she heard was the ruffling of clothes as someone got dressed. The next noise was that of the door as it opened and closed.

The footsteps that crossed the room were light and soft. Suzie's. As before, Suzie took her position at Virginia's head. Only this time, she turned her captive's head to the side and untied the blindfold.

It took a moment for her vision to clear. When it finally did, Ms. Lee saw the face of Suzie Connors standing above her.

"You're a mess," Suzie said with a wry smile. "Let me clean you up."

She moved around the table, moving to the teacher's desk to collect a box of tissue. She made her way back to Ms. Lee, taking up position by the still bound woman's feet and began wiping Ross's sperm off of her body.

"Some of it's dried," Suzie said almost nonchalantly as she tried to clean her up. 

"There," she said at last. "It's not perfect, but it'll have to do until I can get you into a shower."

At the last comment, Ms. Lee's eyes perked up noticeably, eliciting a smile and a small chuckle from Suzie. Suzie slid her hands up to Ms. Lee's breasts, allowing them to lightly circle the rising and falling mounds. "You didn't think I was going to go through all this and not get mine, did you?"

The Vice-Principal shook her head and smiled, still not quite recovered from her most recent ordeal.

"But not here," Suzie said as she moved around the table and untied first one arm, then the other.

She took Ms. Lee's hands and helped her to her feet. "Let's get you dressed so we can get out of here."



Students Rule Ch. 06



Chapter 6- Full Circle

It was a beautiful Friday morning very late in the school year. Officially, the last day of classes for the seniors was next Tuesday, with graduation scheduled for the following night. The underclassmen wouldn't be released until the following week.

Perhaps – given the lateness in the year and the party involved – Ms. Lee should have played things a bit differently. Or maybe on a subconscious level she knew exactly what she was doing.

'What a beautiful morning,' Virginia Lee thought as she closed her car door and started the short walk across the parking lot to the side door of the local high school. As she neared the door she spied a young man across the yard smoking a cigarette. She instantly recognized the young man – Tommy Morrison – and that brought up several issues.

First of all, Tommy was a senior at the high school. Second, he was on school grounds. Since smoking on school property was absolutely forbidden, Ms. Lee, the school Vice-Principal, was obligated to act on the matter. Finally, and certainly not least, Tommy was one of 'the Four!'

'The Four.' That was how Ms. Lee thought of the four young men. They were all seniors, and all had been on the receiving end of her paddle at one time or another during their high school careers. That was what qualified them for membership in Ross Moran's 'club.' It was an elite club, its membership limited to Ross, 'the Four' and Suzie Connors. Its charter was simple – to punish, humiliate and take whatever sexual liberties with the Vice-Principal they desired.

The club had been in existence barely a month. It was born when Ross spied Virginia Lee dominating Mr. Thomas – the school Principal – in his office one evening. Afterwards, he had confronted her with pictures and taken control of her life. In short, he became her Master. Surprisingly, Virginia had adapted well. The young woman who heretofore had been the dominant personality in all her relationships slid very easily into her new submissive role.

A week later Suzie Connors entered the picture, and a week after that came 'the Four.' 'The Four' came on the scene when Suzie – under Ross's watchful eye – had used her as a 'show and tell' object. In point of fact it had gone way beyond just 'show and tell,' not stopping until later in the evening after everyone – including all four of the new guys – had had their way with the Vice-Principal.

During the two weeks since that event, Ms. Lee had become fair game for the group. Thankfully, they hadn't yet bothered her at school. Home, however, was a different matter. Weekdays her house was like a revolving door as it seemed like one guy or another was always around to take liberties with her body. The weekends had been quieter. Saturdays had Suzie spending most of the afternoon and evening with her, while Ross had stopped by briefly each Sunday.

Yet in the final analysis, it hadn't mattered who came, or when they came. Ms. Lee took them all, and still wanted more.

She shook her head as her thoughts returned to the present and to young Mr. Morrison. Tommy was standing by himself, leaning against a tree only a few yards from the nearby street. Just across the street – but not on school property – was a group of five or six of his friends. Ms. Lee took a deep breath and started across the yard. She was more than a little nervous about confronting the young man in public, but didn't feel that she had any choice.

"Hi, Ms. Lee," Tommy said nonchalantly as she approached.

"I'm sure you're aware of the smoking ordinances, Mr. Morrison," Ms. Lee said in her southern accent, ignoring his greeting.

Tommy only shrugged, took another drag and exhaled the smoke right at the Vice-Principal. The resulting hoots and hollers from his friends across the street only served to back Ms. Lee further into a corner.

"Mr. Morrison, put that cigarette out immediately."

But Tommy only smiled, and took yet another drag.

"That's it, Mr. Morrison. You're on report. I'll expect you in my office immediately after school. Now, if you're interested in explaining to your parents why you won't be graduating with the rest of your class next Wednesday, you just keep right on smoking that cigarette!" 

Tommy took one more drag. "No sweat, Ms. Lee," he said as he dropped the butt to the ground and stamped it out. "I was finished anyway." With that he turned and started towards his friends.

Virginia could feel the conflict growing within her as she stared at the butt he'd just discarded. She couldn't let him treat her like this in public. She was the Vice-Principal! She was authority! 

But he was one of 'the Four.'

She took one more look at the discarded butt before turning and walking away. She hadn't even made it into the school yet and already her panties were soaking wet.

* * *

There was a knock on the door. "Come In," Ms. Lee called out.

Connie, one of the secretaries, poked her head in. "I'm leaving now. Do you want me to send Tommy Morrison home?"

Tommy had showed up right after school, just like she'd instructed. Even so, Ms. Lee wasn't sure she was ready to face him, so she'd had Connie set him up at a table to do his homework. It wasn't quite the punishment he should have received, but she'd justified it by telling herself that he needed the study time. Since then, the only time she'd left her office was to go to the restroom.

"No, just leave him there. I'll send him home in a few more minutes. Good night, Connie."

A few moments later, she heard the outer office door close. For several minutes she tried to work, but she kept thinking about the young man in her outer office, and about what he was soon to do to her. She crossed and re-crossed her legs several times, trying to get comfortable, trying to quiet the itch that was growing stronger by the minute.

She rose to her feet and started pacing the floor, not certain if she should open the door and call him in or if she was expected to just wait. So she paced some more.

Before she'd completed a handful of laps of her office, she heard footsteps. She froze in her tracks, a few feet from the door next to a bare expanse of wall. A moment later her door opened and Tommy stepped in. He swung the door closed and moved immediately over to where Virginia stood, grabbing her by her hair and pushing her gently but firmly against the wall – face first. 

"Well, well," Tommy said as his free hand slid to the zipper at the back of her dress. "Look what I found?" She felt the zipper sliding down her back. A moment later he was pushing the dress from her shoulders and the garment was sliding down her arms, not stopping until it was in a pile around her feet.

After the dress hit the floor, Tommy slid his hand between her thighs and against her panties. "Unless I miss my guess, I've got me a very horny Vice-Principal."

There was a brief moment of silence as he rubbed her womanhood through her damp panties. "Well," he said as he pressed her against the wall. "Am I right?"

"Yes sir," she gasped in response, pushing her womanhood against his hand. But a moment later the hand was withdrawn, and a moment after that the panties were on the floor with her dress.

Tommy took his arm off her back and once again grabbed her by her hair. "Step out of the clothes," he said as he pulled her away from the wall and towards one of the office side chairs. He lowered himself into the chair, pulling Ms. Lee down with him until she was lying prone across his lap.

And from a place she couldn't see, Tommy produced her paddle and instantly began whaling on her fanny.

It wasn't what he was doing that surprised the Vice-Principal – she'd have been surprised if he hadn't spanked her – it was the speed with which he'd acted. He'd been in her office barely a minute and already she was splayed across his lap with her own paddle landing blow after blow on her fanny. She was barely able to keep from screaming out, although she did let out a yelp or two.

It was one of those yelps that Mr. Theodore Thomas, school Principal, heard as he returned to his office to get some papers he'd forgotten. And what he saw after he threw open Ms. Lee's door was the Vice-Principal, clad only in a blue bra, high heels and thigh high blue nylons, laying prone across a fully dressed student's lap while he pounded away on her bare ass with her own paddle. 

For an instant, it brought back memories of the way the Vice-Principal used to paddle his ass. But he quickly shook his head clear.

"What the hell is going on?" he boomed out suddenly.

Tommy jumped to his feet, completely startled. In the process, he deposited the Vice-Principal face up on the floor with her legs spread wide and the paddle beside her feet.

"Mr. Thomas!" Tommy stuttered. "I didn't hear you. I mean . . . "

"That's obvious." The Principal paused for the briefest of seconds before continuing. "You're Tommy Morrison, aren't you?"

"Yes sir."

"Well Tommy, I confess that I don't have any idea how to handle this, err, situation. For the moment, I think I want you out of my sight. I'll see you in my office at 7:30 Monday morning. Understand?"

"Yes sir," Tommy blurted out as he turned for the door. A moment later he was collecting his books from the outer office and flying down the hallway.

After he heard the door to the outer office close, Mr. Thomas closed the door to Ms. Lee's office. The click of the lock was unmistakable. As he turned back to the Vice-Principal, she was lifting herself onto her elbows. 

"I'm so sorry, Ted," she started out. But before she could go any further, Mr. Thomas was standing over her. He lifted his right foot, placed it on her chest and pushed her back to the floor.

"Ms. Lee," he said very slowly, as if composing his thoughts as he spoke. "I'm not sure what to make of this." He removed his foot from her chest before continuing. "Let me see if I got this right. In our affair, you were the dominant one. At the time, I truly believed that you'd always been dominant in your relationships. Was I wrong?"

"Please Ted, don't," she pleaded as she tried once again to raise herself from the floor.

But once again the Principal pushed her back to the floor. "Was I wrong?" he repeated in a stronger voice.

"No sir," Virginia replied softly as she slumped submissively back to the floor.

"I see. And then, with no warning and even less explanation, you dumped me. Am I still right?" he questioned.

"Yes sir."

"And now I find you in your office, laid out over a students lap while he's tanning your hide with your own paddle. And you just take it like a good little submissive. Is that about it?"

"Yes sir," she replied, her voice barely a whisper.

"And just how did you come to be in this position, Ms. Lee?"

Virginia stared up at the Principal as a tear leaked from the corner of her eye. "I can't," she whispered, shaking her head.

"You can't? Or you won't?"

"Please, Ted . . ."

"It's Mr. Thomas to you!" he interrupted.

She was silent for a second. "Yes, sir," she said at last.

"So, is Mr. Morrison your new master?" he inquired.

Ms. Lee shook her head. "Please sir," she said. "Don't make me."

Mr. Thomas stepped away from the prone body and leaned up against the side of the desk. For several minutes, an ominous silence filled the air.

"Very well," he said, finally breaking the silence. But when Ms. Lee started to get up, he quickly returned to her side, pushing her back to the floor with his right foot.

"However," he continued. "For some reason, that young man felt it necessary to spank you, and I do not think he was finished." He removed his foot. 

"Get on your hands and knees!" he barked suddenly.

"Yes sir," the Vice-Principal answered as she scurried obediently to her knees.

Mr. Thomas bent over, unclasped her bra and slid it to the floor, allowing Ms. Lee's large breasts to hang freely beneath her. Next, he picked up her paddle and knelt down beside her.

"You know, Ms. Lee. I always wondered what it would be like on the other end of your paddle," he said as he rubbed the paddle lightly over her fanny.

And then, WHACK!

The blow was so hard and so sudden that it brought a loud gasp from Ms. Lee even as she collapsed to the floor. And as she lay there sobbing, her tormentor lashed out her repeatedly, alternating between the already red butt cheeks and the ever so tender thighs. And as if it had a mind of its own, her hand slipped under her tummy and between her legs, stroking herself frantically as her former slave continued his assault.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!

The blows didn't stop until after her orgasm had pummeled her body. She lay there, sobbing and shaking, wearing nothing but her nylons and high heel shoes, until his words jerked her back to the present.

"On your hands and knees," he barked. "Now!"

Wordlessly, she jumped to obey, both fearing and yearning for more of the paddle. This time, however, it wasn't the paddle. This time it was his cock. The same cock that had been her own private toy for so long. Only now the roles were reversed. Now it was she who was the toy.

He rammed his tool quickly into her enflamed pussy as he grabbed her hair with his left hand and stretched her head backwards. With his right hand resting firmly on her fanny, he pounded himself into her, not stopping until she'd once again screamed out in ecstasy and he'd pumped his sperm into her pussy.

And then, with very little grace or fanfare, he withdrew and pushed her onto her back. He rose to his feet and pulled up his trousers. Without another word, he turned and left the office, leaving the stunned – and still recovering – Vice-Principal lying in shock on the floor. 



Students Rule Ch. 07



Chapter 7- A Reversal of Principal

It was several minutes after the outer office door closed before Ms. Virginia Lee rose from the floor. A bit unsteadily, the Vice-Principal gathered up her clothes, got dressed and started for the door. Just before reaching the door, she noticed her paddle lying on the floor beside her desk. She stooped over, picked it up and headed for home.

By the time she reached her house, she'd managed to regain her composure. Still, the Rum and Coke she poured herself was a stiff one. She'd been home about 30 minutes – already starting on her second drink – when Suzie Connors arrived.

Following a brief and all too familiar hug, Virginia led the high school senior to the kitchen table.

"Tommy called Ross and told him about Mr. Thomas walking in on you two," Suzie started out as she took her seat. "Are you alright? What happened after Tommy left?"

"I'm fine," Ms. Lee answered. "Truth is, what really happened was he turned the tables on me. He did the very thing to me that I used to do to him – he waxed my ass with that damn paddle – and then he fucked me like there was no tomorrow." She hesitated as a wry smile crossed her face. "Damn, but it was good!"

"My, my," Suzie snickered. "Our little slut sure has come a long way, hasn't she?"

"What about Tommy?" Ms. Lee asked, ignoring the comment. "It sounded like Ted was going to throw the book at him. Is there anything we can do? I'm pretty sure my influence is non-existent."

"Oh, you don't need to worry about that. Tomorrow, Ross will visit our illustrious Principal and have a little talk with him. After Mr. Thomas sees the pictures of you spanking and fucking him in his own office, I'm sure he'll see the light. Just like you did."

Ms. Lee looked into Suzie's eyes as the memory of that first encounter with Ross Moran went through her mind. It was during that encounter that Ross unveiled his little blackmail scheme – the scheme that completely changed her life. 

"That should take care of it," she responded at last. "He'd be absolutely devastated if those pictures ever got out."

For a moment, there was silence. Finally, Suzie looked into the older woman's eyes and spoke.

"My mom thinks I'm spending the night with my girlfriend."

"Is that what I am now?" Ms. Lee asked. "Your girlfriend?"

"Why Ms. Lee," Suzie retorted sarcastically. "You know exactly what you are. You are my girl toy. Nothing more. And your sole purpose is to please me. You do understand that, don't you?"

"Yes, ma'am," the Vice-Principal replied softly.

"Good," Suzie said. "Now, back to these pictures of you and Mr. Thomas. Did you know I didn't even know they existed until earlier this evening? Ross kept them a complete secret from everybody. The only reason he told me earlier was to explain how he was going to handle Mr. Thomas. And," she continued, "he said you had copies of some of them. Is that true?"

"Yes, Ma'am."

"Okay. First, I want you to fix me a Rum and Coke. Next, you are to go to your bedroom and get into something more comfortable. Finally, you are to bring me the pictures. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Ms. Lee answered obediently as she hopped to her feet.

* * *

Ms. Lee lay across the sofa, her head curled up on Suzie's lap as the late morning light filtered in through the living room curtains. Both women were wearing silk bathrobes that reached approximately mid thigh. In their present positions, Suzie's covered her lap nicely while Virginia's had slid up around her waist. It was plainly obvious that the older woman, at least, was not wearing panties.

Their blissful reverie was shattered by the sudden rapping on the front door. Virginia hopped quickly to her feet as she straightened her robe.

"That must be Ross," she said excitedly. "I'll get it." She darted quickly to the front door and peered through the peephole. She stepped back and turned nervously towards Suzie.

"It's Mr. Thomas!" she whispered. "What should I do?"

Suzie was silent for a moment before shrugging her shoulders. "Nothing to do but let him in, I suppose," she replied.

"But what if . . ." But she never finished the sentence as Suzie cut her off.

"Listen, if he's already talked to Ross, there's no problem. If he hasn't, then we'll handle it. After all," she smiled. "It'll be a lot more fun if we take matters into our own hands, don't you think?"

When Ms. Lee didn't answer, Suzie continued. "Now hurry before he gets away. I'll stay out of sight for a bit."

As Suzie disappeared down the hallway, Ms. Lee turned uncertainly back to the door.

Tentatively, she opened the door. "Why Ted," she started out in her southern accent. "What can I do for you?"

Ted Thomas looked around furtively before responding. "Could I come inside for a moment," he asked sheepishly. "I just want to talk." There was no mistaking the nervousness in his voice.

"Sure," Virginia replied as she stepped aside to let him in.

"About yesterday afternoon," he started out. "I'm so sorry, I don't know what came over me. It's just that I was so angry . . ."

It was the Principal's awkwardness that finally put the Vice-Principal at ease. She smiled kindly and took his hands in hers, squeezing gently.

"Oh Ted. You'll never know how much I enjoyed yesterday. The way you spanked me. The way you took me physically. The way you tossed me aside when you were through. I loved it all."

Puzzled, Ted replied, stammering slightly. "But I thought you were the dominant one. I never knew you had any other side."

"Neither did I," she replied. "Until . . ."

When she didn't continue, Ted pressed on. "Until what?"

At this point, Suzie rounded the corner. "Until she got caught," she said matter of factly, as if that simple statement explained everything.

Mr. Thomas' jaw dropped noticeably as his eyes were drawn to the high school senior that'd just entered the room. His eyes moved back to Ms. Lee as he instinctively withdrew his hands from her grasp. Finally, he found his voice.

"Virginia, what's going on here?"

But it was Suzie who answered. "As a matter of fact, we have something we need to go over with you. But first, one simple question – have you seen or talked to Ross Moran since last night?"

"Young lady," Mr. Thomas replied. "I was talking to Ms. Lee. Now if you don't mind . . ."

"Oh, but I do mind," Suzie interrupted, tossing a pile of pictures face down on the floor beside him. She turned to the Vice-Principal. "Pick them up, slut, and show them to your boss. Now!"

"Yes, ma'am," Virginia responded, dropping immediately to her knees. 

While she was busy, Suzie continued. "As you can see, Mr. Thomas, Ms. Lee is totally under my thumb. And soon, you're going to join her. How does that sound?"

Before he could answer, Ms. Lee rose to her feet, handed him the pictures, and backed away. Slowly, he leafed through them, his face growing more and more ashen with each picture. Finally, he turned back to Suzie, and the pictures slid through his fingers, falling once again to the floor.

Ms. Lee immediately moved to pick them up. "No!" Suzie said emphatically, stepping up behind the older woman and placing her hands on at the base of her neck. Slowly, gently she began massaging her shoulders while Mr. Thomas stood there, speechless.

"You saw the pictures, didn't you?" Suzie asked finally in a soft, sweet voice.

He nodded his head.

"Answer me," she ordered in a firmer voice. 

"Yes, ma'am," he replied automatically. It didn't occur to him until later just how automatic his response had been, and just how easily he'd slipped under the young woman's spell.

"That's better," Suzie said as her hands moved around Ms. Lee's sides until they were sliding easily over her covered breasts. And as she began squeezing the Vice-Principal's ample bosom, she continued.

"You can see how those pictures have changed Ms. Lee's life, can't you?"

"Yes, ma'am."

Again Suzie was silent as her hands released Virginia's breasts and slid down to the cord that held the robe together. Slowly, teasingly, she untied the knot and let the robe fall open.

"You see," she continued. "I can do anything to her that I want. I can punish her, spank her, grope her or fondle her. I can take her in the privacy of her own home, or I can have her in her office. I can even blindfold her and take her in front of a group of strangers, and then allow all of the strangers to have their way with her.

"And soon," she concluded, pulling the Vice-Principal's robe completely off to reveal the totally naked body, "I'll be able to do the same things to you."

Mr. Thomas stood there, more nervous than he could ever remember being. He watched the young student as she toyed with Ms. Lee's body, as she fondled and disrobed her. And despite himself, he could feel his excitement growing as he watched his former mistress being dominated by the young woman – a student, no less.

There was no doubt that this young lady had him right where she wanted, and he suspected that soon, she would indeed be doing to him the very things she'd just referred too. And as he watched Suzie cupping Virginia's breast with one hand and working between her legs with the other, he felt his manhood spring to life as the realization struck home - he really didn't care what she did to him, just as long as she did something.

Suzie spoke again, shaking him from his daze. "Now, pick up the pictures, Mr. Thomas, and we'll get started."

There was no hesitation at all as the Principal quickly knelt down and did as he was told.

"Very good," Suzie said after he'd risen. "Just set them on the table."

When that was done, Suzie slid her hand up Ms. Lee's arms and squeezed. "I think we're ready to begin, don't you, Virginia?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good," Suzie beamed, turning back to Mr. Thomas. "Now, if you'll be so kind as to join us in the living room, Mr. Thomas, we can get started." She stepped to the side of the foyer, pulling Ms. Lee with her, and extended her hand to show Mr. Thomas the way.

Once in the living room, she continued. "Now, please remove your clothes."

This time, there was a hesitation as the Principal realized he'd reached the point of no return. Up to this point, he was guilty of a kinky relationship with the Vice-Principal. That was bad, and the fact that they'd been photographed in ‘mid-kink' right in his office made it worse. But it wasn't as bad as having sex with a student. That – in most people's eyes – would be unforgivable.

Ultimately, however, the desires of the flesh were too much for logic to overcome, and he leaned over to pull off his shoes and socks.

Ms. Lee watched as he pulled off his polo shirt and tossed it aside. She, too, was in turmoil. Here was her former slave being controlled by – dare she say it – her Mistress. Part of her was bothered that another woman was ordering around her slave; another part of her was jealous of the slave. All of her was horny as she shifted her stance, watching as his pants and underwear slid down his legs and were kicked aside.

Suzie left Ms. Lee's side and moved in front of the Principal. "I can see why my slut valued you," she cooed as she ran her hands over his chest. Then she moved closer, now a mere inch or two from the man as she looked up into his eyes. And as she took his rock hard cock in her hand, she smiled. "We're going to have such fun together."

Suzie held her position as her hand began sliding slowly up and down the length of Mr. Thomas's cock. But she stopped without warning, releasing his tool.

"Get on your hand and knees," she barked.

"Yes, ma'am!" he replied, already halfway to the floor.

Suzie stepped back and turned to Virginia. "Go get your paddle," she ordered.

Ms. Lee jumped to obey. "Yes, ma'am." And she hurried towards her bedroom to fetch the weapon, her tits bouncing heavily in front of her.

A few seconds later she returned, holding out the paddle to her young Mistress. But Suzie only smiled and pushed it away.

"No," she said. "It's for you. Call it payback for what he did to you yesterday."

"But," The Vice-Principal started to reply before being cut off by a sharp slap to the face.

"Do not argue with me," Suzie said sternly. And then her voice softened. "This man was your slave. Any slave who turns on their master – whatever the reason or justification – must be punished. You do understand, don't you?"

"Yes, ma'am," she replied.

"Good." Suzie moved behind Mr. Thomas's fanny and slightly off to one side. "You may begin now," she said, looking at her slut.

"Yes, ma'am," Ms. Lee replied. "Thank you ma'am."

She lowered herself to her knees on the left side of Mr. Thomas's derriere, raised the paddle slowly and delivered the blow to his waiting buttocks. But at best, it was a feeble blow, barely enough to elicit a response from the man.

"You'll need to do better than that," Suzie interjected before the Vice-Principal could continue. "Otherwise, you'll find the tables will very quickly be reversed."

"Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry ma'am."

Ms. Lee turned back to Mr. Thomas's ass. Suddenly, she realized something. It didn't matter to her if she spanked Mr. Thomas or if he spanked her. But it did matter that she not disappoint Suzie. And that, she realized, mattered very much indeed.

So she glared at the Principal's bare ass, raised the paddle and let loose a blow that nearly knocked the kneeling man over, even as he let out an ear-piercing scream.

WHACK!

"Much better," she heard Suzie say. "Now, again."

And Ms. Lee complied – WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! – attacking Mr. Thomas's defenseless ass with her paddle – again, and again, and again. And as each new blow was unleashed, a once familiar feeling was growing stronger and stronger within her.

WHACK! WHACK!

As she continued her attack on his buttocks, the feeling began to consume her. Soon, the feeling was dominating her completely.

Control!

She must have Control!

Acting impulsively, she tossed the paddle aside and turned to look at the fire red ass before her. She knew instantly that it wasn't enough just to dominate Mr. Thomas. No, that was much too easy.

She turned her eyes to Suzie, kneeling barely three feet away. Without a word, she moved towards the young woman. She reached out and grabbed a scruff of her hair, pulling her roughly and powerfully towards her.

For Suzie, it all happened so fast that she'd been totally unable to respond. Only a moment earlier, Virginia had been wailing away on the Principal's ass. The action had been so hot, so intoxicating, that she'd lost all sense of awareness, giving in completely to the desires of the flesh. She'd discarded her robe after the third blow to Mr. Thomas's poor ass, her hands eagerly seeking out her own tits and pussy. And as each additional blow was delivered, she sank deeper and deeper into her own pleasure. And just when she felt her release nearing, Ms. Lee had a hold of her hair, pulling her towards her and kissing her roughly on the lips.

Instinctively, Suzie opened her mouth to accept the older woman's tongue, only to feel her head being jerked away. The next thing Suzie knew, she was flat on her back with Ms. Lee's pussy sitting on her face and her arms effectively pinned beneath the Vice-Principal's legs. And as her tongue automatically shot towards the already dripping pussy on her face, she felt a pinching pain shooting through her nipples.

The tables had turned – utterly and completely. Suddenly, the Mistress was at the mercy of her slave. And her first orgasm shot through her body.

The lust that was consuming the Vice-Principal was the equal of anything she had yet experienced. Effectively blocking out all other senses, Ms. Lee's focus was on two things – her pussy and Suzie's nipples. 

She rode Suzie's face like a cowboy rides a horse – grinding her hips back and forth across the captive mouth beneath her – all the while pinching and tugging fiercely on the young woman's nipples. It wasn't until well after her orgasm had run rabid through her body that she finally opened her eyes.

Before her, still on his hands and knees, was Mr. Thomas, a look of disbelief on his face. Virginia held her position as she took a deep breath to gather herself. A moment later – her senses a bit more composed – she released Suzie's nipples.

"Give me her legs," she directed in a commanding voice. Without hesitation, Mr. Thomas moved to Suzie's legs, lifting them up until they were perpendicular to the floor. With a gleam in her eyes, the Vice-Principal took hold of the feet, pulling them towards her until the young woman's fanny was perched well off the floor. Finally, she slid the legs under her arms, locking them securely against her sides.

She looked at the sight she'd created and smiled. Suzie's head was trapped beneath her pussy, while her harms were securely pinned beneath her legs. She had little more than her shoulder blades on the ground as the rest of her body was arched in an upward curve which didn't end until her legs passed under Ms. Lee's arms, which held them securely pinned against her sides. Her ass was sticking out proudly, just inviting attention.

And attention was exactly what it was going to receive.

Suzie lay there helplessly, little more than a human pretzel. Her breath was coming in gasps as she tried to come to grips with her situation. She had to admit that she was more than a little nervous. Before, she'd been in control. She hadn't always been rough on Virginia – indeed, sometimes she'd been quite gentle. But the fact was that the choice had been hers to make, no one else's. Now, their roles were reversed, and she was scared.

‘Is this how Virginia feels?' she wondered.

And then she heard the words she was dreading, but she knew were coming. It was Ms. Lee's voice, directing Mr. Thomas. "Get the paddle. It's time for some payback."

For a moment or so there was a shuffling sound. Then without further warning, it started.

WHACK!!! WHACK!!!

The blows were sharp and painful. And despite the knowledge that they were coming, she was totally unprepared for their intensity. She screamed out, her pain swallowed up in the depths of the Vice-Principal's pussy.

WHACK!!! WHACK!!!

Again the blows came, and again she screamed. And then the pain returned to her nipples as Ms. Lee renewed her attack on the excited points. And then more blows.

WHACK!!! WHACK!!!

The attack seemed to last for hours, but in truth it took only a few minutes. Every nerve in Suzie's body was frazzled and she was an emotional wreck. Her dignity had been totally stripped away. Yet despite all that, she was aroused. Aroused like she'd never been before. She found her tongue diving into the depths of the Vice-Principal's pussy like it had a mind of its own.

Ms. Lee moaned as she felt Suzie's tongue working her pussy. Reluctantly, she released the young woman's nipples and moved her hands to the thighs that were trapped under her arms. She rubbed them gently as she squirmed to make her pussy more accessible to the captive woman. Then she turned to the Principal.

"Take her!" she ordered. "Take her in the ass!"

Mr. Thomas reacted quickly and with more than a little urgency. He tossed the paddle aside and moved up to Suzie's backside. With one hand guiding his cock, he placed it against the entrance to her nether hole and slowly began to push.

Suzie's body went rigid as the cock tried to work its way into her ass without lubrication. The pain was significant as he began to ease himself in.

It was slow going at first, each inch gained with a new wave of pain. Finally, she felt him press up against her and she knew that she'd taken his entire length. For a moment, nobody moved. Gradually, the pain began to subside.

She felt him sliding out a bit, before sliding himself back in. Soon, the thrusts were longer and quicker until finally, he was moving in and out of her freely. Somewhere along the way, the pain had given way to pleasure and she was once again moaning into Ms. Lee's pussy.




Students Rule Ch. 07



The threesome continued their mad pleasure. Mr. Thomas clutched Suzie's hips as he pounded his meat into her ass. Ms. Lee was once again pulling and pinching Suzie's nipples while she rocked her pussy over the trapped girl's face. And Suzie lay there while they used her, wondering how things that should hurt so bad could feel so good.

The first one to cum was Suzie, followed closely by the other two. How they managed to maintain there balance as the waves of ecstasy washed over them is a mystery. But when everything finally subsided, Mr. Thomas slid his cock gingerly from Suzie's ass.

"I think you should leave now," the Vice-Principal said to the Principal.

"Can I help you up?" Mr. Thomas offered as he rose to his feet.

But Ms. Lee only smiled and shook her head. "I'm not quite through with her, yet."

Ms. Lee remained perched atop Suzie's face, the captives legs still held firmly under her arms, while Mr. Thomas dressed without another word. With one final look at the two women – and a tender pat on Suzie's ass – he turned and left, pulling the front door shut behind him.

After a moment, the Vice-Principal lifted her pussy just slightly above the young student's face without giving her enough freedom to escape.

"Remember what you said earlier?" Virginia asked.

"About what?"

"About how slaves who turn on their master's must be punished?"

"I remember." Suzie replied somewhat meekly, wondering if the tables had permanently turned.

"Were you serious?" Ms. Lee followed up?

Suzie hesitated. "Yes," she answered at last, knowing that – for the moment at least – she was in absolutely no position to follow up on any threats.

"So," Ms. Lee continued. "When I let you up, you're going to punish me. Is that right?"

"Yes," Suzie replied.

The Vice-Principal smiled as she lowered her pussy back to Suzie's face and began rocking it gently over her mouth. 

"Promise?"