22 In the Principal's Office
Your mind drifts back to when you were 16 years old and still in high
school.
You were well developed for your age. Your pretty athletic figure
coupled with your large firm breasts made you one of the most
attractive girls in your school. On this day in particular, you
remember being in school on a cool fall day .
You are having a lot of trouble staying awake in your math class
because of the night before. Last night you ended up going out with a
few of your more rambunctious friends. You got a little drunk and
before the night was over, you had used some spray paint on the school
wall in the courtyard. Today you're feeling a little guilty. It's not
like you to be so naughty. Usually you're such a good girl. Hopefully,
you think, this will all just fade away as a bad memory.
"Sharon!" you hear, "Are you asleep?" The sound breaks you out of your
daydream. Your math teacher is looking at you intently. "I called your
name twice!".
"No sir." you reply quietly embarrassed, "I'm sorry. I'll try to be
more attentive."
"Good," says Mr. Galbrith, "Well, you can be more attentive down at the
principal's office because I just got a note that he wants to see you."
Your heart leaps to your throat as feel a wave of panic wash over you.
Your hands are trembling as you gather your books and head down the
corridor towards the office. You go to the principal's office where his
secretary instructs you to sit down on the bench to wait. You sit down
on the hard wooden bench and wait quietly. Your mind is racing. You are
sure that the principal knows what you did last night! You have never
really been in trouble before and you feel close to tears as you think
about what will happen if your parents find out. Your palms are moist
as you sit passively, waiting.
"You can go in now Sharon." says the secretary. "You get to your feet,
nervously open the door to the principal's office and enter. The door
closes behind you. Mr. Bolden is sitting behind his desk. You put your
books down and stand in front of his desk and wait for him to say
something. He doesn't say anything for a moment but he looks upset.
Finally he looks right at you, "Well?" he says in a load stern voice,
"What do you think are done with vandals in this school." You hang your
head in shame as a blush hits your face. You don't know what to answer
but he answers for you.
"I'll tell you!" he shouts, "We call the police and we let them handle
it!" You are sniffling now, close to tears. He continues to yell at
you. Finally, he pushes his chair back from his desk. You think that he
will be standing up but he doesn't.
"You have been a very bad girl Sharon." he says in a low stern voice,
"Come here." With your head still bowed, you walk slowly around his
desk to stand before him. "Lie over my lap young lady. You're going to
be punished." Your head shoots up to look at him, your eyes wide as
saucers in disbelief. Surely he can't mean that he would spank you just
like a little girl! You shake your head almost automatically as you say
no.
His large hands shoot out to grab your wrists and before you can even
think about it, you are lying across his broad lap with you head facing
the floor only a foot away. One of his large hands is holding you
firmly at the small of your back and you feel the other start to lift
your navy blue skirt up to your waist.
You begin to struggle frantically, trying to avoid the humiliating
punishment.
"STOP IT!" he shouts in a loud commanding voice. Despite yourself, you
are still. You reach forward with your hands to steady yourself against
the floor and then you lie passively awaiting whatever he will do to
you. You have it coming, you think as your skirt is carefully tucked
into your waistband thus exposing your white cotton panties to his
gaze. A moment later, his hand begins pulling the panties down your
legs. He stops when they have reached your knees. You close your eyes,
mortified that this strange, powerful man has exposed you totally while
you remain helpless in his control.
His hand now cups your exposed bottom and you feel it gently caress
you. You turn beet red, not knowing what will come next. His broad,
strong hand now begins to smack your bottom. At first, the strokes are
very light, almost a feather touch, but gradually he begins hitting
harder. Your breathing quickens.
You can't believe that you, a sixteen year old girl are actually
receiving a bare-bottomed spanking at the hand of your principal. His
strokes are quite heavy now and you feel the stinging heat of the
spanking travel through you.
Each smack causes you to gasp and the strokes are both painful and
oddly exciting. In another moment the combination of the humiliation
and the pain in your tender bottom is too much and you start crying. A
couple of very hard smacks later and he stops. You get to your feet and
pull up your panties as quickly as you can manage.
"Oh no you don't young lady. You've been a bad girl and you're not
leaving so fast. Go over into that corner and stand there facing it."
says Mr. Galbrith.
You hesitate for a minute, desperately wanting to pull down your skirt
to cover your little girl panties. "Right now Sharon!" he says. You
blush as you walk over to the corner to stand facing it passively.
"Now get those panties down." says the principal. You close your eyes
at the humiliation, knowing that you are powerless to disobey him. Very
slowly, you start to pull down your panties while you look at the wall.
Your hot red buttocks come into view and you stop.
"All the way off." says Mr. Galbrith menacingly and you hook your
thumbs into the flimsy undergarment to follow his instructions. He
picks the panties up off the floor to put them on his desk. You are now
standing facing the corner of the room with no panties on and your
skirt tucked into the waistband thus exposing your well punished bottom
completely. You have never been so embarrassed and the silent tears
roll down your cheeks. He leaves you there for perhaps ten minutes.
It seems like ten hours with every second an eternity of wondering if
someone will come into the office to see you naked as you are.
Finally, he tells you to turn around and to lower your skirt. You do so
gratefully. The tears are over now but you feel the heat of the
spanking coursing right through your body.
"I don't want to ever hear about you getting in trouble again." he
says, "I'm not going to tell your parents about this time but if I ever
find you in here again, you will be very sorry. Now get out of here."
You grab your books and leave the office. The secretary smiles at you
knowingly and you blush yet again at the humiliation of her knowing.
You are walking slowly down the corridor back to class when you realize
to your horror that your panties are still back in the principal's
office. You know that you will not go back there to ask so,
reluctantly, you continue on back to your next class very conscious of
your naked body beneath your skirt. The rest of the day passes in a
sort of haze as the vivid memory of the spanking keeps running through
your mind.
You are both troubled and strangely excited by what has happened.
Sitting down, you feel the heat from your buttocks spreading out
through your whole body. You are sure that everyone knows and that
every boy is looking at you knowing that you have no panties on. Your
breasts are in a continual state of arousal and you go to the bathroom
to remove your bra. Your nipples are erect and you look in the mirror
to see how they poke out of the fabric. By the end of the day your
pussy is soaking wet and you are more turned on than you have ever been
in your life.
As soon as classes are over you go to the gym to find your boyfriend
Robert.
Robert is shooting baskets in the gym all by himself. You and Robert
haven't made love yet, you have been saving yourself for a special
occasion. Tonight might be the night, you think to yourself as you run
your hands over your overexcited body. You have been on the pill for a
couple of months and tonight it may come in useful. Robert sees you
right away and runs over.
"Are you the only one here?" you ask sexily.
Robert looks at you curiously, "Yeah," he says, "At least for the
moment."
You look around nervously. If he doesn't touch you right now, you are
going to scream. You reach over and grab his head your tongue snakes
into his mouth as you give him a strong, sexy kiss.
"Mmmmm," he murmurs. You feel his bulge spring up in his shorts. You
reach down to squeeze it. His eyes open wide at the touch. You have
never been so aggressive. You take his hand and pull it up under your
skirt and right onto your naked, soaking pussy.
"Wow!" he gasps as he touches you for the first time ever. You take his
hand and drag him into the boys locker room.
"Sharon! What are you doing." he exclaims You take a quick look around
to make sure you are the only ones there. You reach down and with one
smooth motion, pull off your sweater to expose your naked breasts. Your
nipples are already hard. In fact, your entire body is in heat.
You pull his shorts and underwear to his ankles in one yank and
immediately wrap your mouth around his erect organ. He throws his head
back and moans out loud as your tongue runs up and down his cock. You
slide it deep into your throat and enjoy the feeling of his flesh
pulsing inside of you. You push him back onto a bench so he is lying on
his back and you sit astride him facing backwards. You feel his hands
lift your skirt and begin to stroke your hot buttocks. It takes only a
minute before his tongue is running the length of your wet slit.
The sensation is unique and you redouble your efforts at sucking him.
Just as you are about to come you get up. You turn around facing him
and lower your body so that his throbbing cock is barely touching your
pussy. You wait for a moment experiencing the delicious anticipation.
This will be it, you think to yourself as you slide down slowly, an
inch at a time, feeling his hardness fill you completely. When you are
completely impaled you pause for a moment savoring the sensation. Your
bottom, still burning from the spanking you received earlier is
pressing down against his body. Now you begin to raise and lower your
body in an ever increasing rhythm, bouncing up and down. His large,
strong hands find your breasts and begin pulling at your long brown
nipples.
The sensation drives your passion to the boiling point and you cry out
as your body tightens in what is the most luscious sensation you have
ever experienced.
You feel Robert's body stiffen as his come shoots deep into you in
spasm after spasm. You lean down to rest your head on his hairy chest
basking in the warm afterglow of your first love making.
