Chapter Four.
Annette spent the rest of the weekend resting and pampering her beautiful but
aching body. She'd already managed to find her old school uniforms which still
fit her quite comfortably. Even the old name tags that were sewn into them she
could retain as she'd informed Mr. Metcalfe that her 'Sister's' name was Alice
Hendrix.
She had a sufficient supply of GHB to last her for the immediate future so her
only concern was the imminent grand deception she intended to practice. The very
knowledge of it caused the newly sexually aware Annette to quiver and tingle
inside her tummy at the prospect.
On Monday morning Annette rose early and showered. After drying down her
vibrant young body she pulled on a pair of plain white cotton knickers and tight
matching under-vest. Annette had bought a new crisp white shirt and school tie
which she donned next. Her short grey pleated skirt still fit her slim waist and
matched the smart grey school jacket that she put on over the shirt. Finally
Annette slipped on a pair of plain white ankle socks and black flat shoes.
Annette didn't need any make-up to enhance her clear flawless white complexion
but she did apply a discrete amount of coral lipstick that accentuated her full
soft lips perfectly. The whole schoolgirl effect was completed with her long
soft hair gathered in an Alice band with a cute bang covering her forehead.
Looking in the mirror, Annette was astonished at the transformation. She'd
managed to look like a beautiful eleven year old version of herself.
At eight-o-clock young James called round for her. He was also astounded at
the change wrought in her. "You'll fool the fucking lot of them" he said
crudely. "Here. I've brought you something that will give you a boost." He
produced a package that appeared to contain a white powder.
James called it 'Angel Dust' and told Annette that it had to be externally
applied.
Annette eagerly took the package from him and stood to go to the bathroom.
"Hold up right there" James called. "I've gone to the trouble of getting hold of
this for you. The least you can do is shove it in right in front of me."
Wanting no argument, Annette hiked up her short grey skirt and pulled down the
cotton knickers just below her hairy vagina. "Bloody Hell" James said
admiringly. "You've grown that bloody quick." His eyes took in the now profuse
amount of hair spread across Annette's lower stomach.
Ignoring his lustful gaze, Annette wet her middle finger and dipped it into
the powder. Opening her legs wide she introduced the dust covered digit to her
throbbing slit and slid it deep inside the tender opening.
Annette gasped as the sensitive membranes of her inner vagina came into
contact with the talc like substance. She felt her clitoris actually hardening
like a small penis as she pulled her cotton knickers back into place and took
James's hand and they headed for the door.
By the time they both reached the school Annette's cunt felt as if it was on
fire.
As was the usual practice, Annette reported to the headmasters office, her
whole lower body by that time consumed with a burning, aching sensation standing
outside Ed Metcalfe's office as the other schoolchildren passed her and went
into their respective classrooms.
She'd been waiting about twenty frustrating and lonely minutes before the
headmaster finally appeared. By that time her loins felt as though they were on
fire, the substance James had supplied to her was giving her an overpowering
urge to thrust her fingers into her aching slit and masturbate right there in
the corridor.
At last Ed Metcalfe arrived and ushered Annette into his office.
He sat down behind his large desk and looked the girl up and down
appreciatively. 'My God' he thought. 'This girl's the spitting image of her
sister. In fact, give her a few years and she'll be better looking than her.'
Ed saw that the delightful young thing was trembling and anxious as she stood
with her head bowed in front of the desk. He wasn't to know that Annette was
afraid of immediate recognition and interpreted her mood for one of fear and
respect for his office.
After filling in the enrolment forms and obtaining Annette's signature Ed said
"Right Alice. We'll just have to get you checked out with the nurse and you can
join your class. I'll be putting you in Mr. Hall's class. He's the temp that's
replaced your sister for the moment." He chuckled and said "I don't suppose
you'll have had any sexually transmitted diseases only being eleven years old."
The aching Annette paused, and then impulsively blurted out. "W... well sir.
P... please don't tell my sister but I've been worried about that recently." She
then gave Ed a cock and bull story about a sexual dalliance with another youth
quite a bit older than her in York. "S... so you see sir. I really need to have
my mind put at rest. I don't know if I'm pregnant or not."
Ed Metcalfe listened to this tale with growing amazement. That such a young,
beautiful girl could have experienced what she'd told him not only shocked him
but intrigued him as well.
He led Annette to the nurses office and bade her wait outside. By this time
Annette could hardly contain herself and furtively started to finger her slit
through the thin skirt. Glancing quickly up and down the deserted corridor she
reached under the short skirt and hurriedly pulled the crotch of the cotton
knickers away from her pulsating vagina. She gasped under her breath as she slid
two fingers into the hairy crack and massaged her inner lips roughly. Within
seconds Annette climaxed which seemed to offer her some temporary relief.
Ed Metcalfe popped his head out of the nurses office and asked Annette to step
inside. She did so and was confronted by the headmaster and the nurse. "I've
explained your problem to the nurse Alice and she would like you to strip off
your skirt and knickers behind the screen there. She'll also need a urine sample
in the bottle there" He said, nodding at the courtesy screen in the corner of
the surgery.
Annette knew, as the rest of the staff room knew, what Ed Metcalfe got up to
in the nurse's surgery with the tacit co-operation of the nurse, Jean. There
were two mirrors strategically placed so that the headmaster could see any
patients behind the screens. Annette went behind the screens in the full
knowledge that she was about to expose herself completely to Ed Metcalfe and the
realisation was causing her to become wet with excitement.
She unbuttoned her grey skirt and, surreptitiously observing the two mirrors,
slipped it down her bare white legs and stepped daintily out of it.
Annette looked down at herself and saw that her white cotton knickers had
slipped down her little plump belly when she'd eased the crotch away from her
labial lips. Deriving a secret satisfaction from the fact that Ed didn't know
that he was finally getting to see what he'd yearned to see since she'd started
teaching at the school, Annette took hold of the elastic waistband and eased
them off her quivering white tummy and over her matted pubic hair to drop in a
little white puddle at her ankles.
"Right Miss Hendrix" came the voice of the nurse. "If you're ready, would you
please give me a sample of urine in the bottle provided?"
Annette stepped out of her knickers and picked up the bottle from the table.
Spreading her legs wide apart she positioned the bottle under the pink lips of
her cunt, widening them with the forefinger and middle finger of her free hand.
Looking directly into one of the mirrors, Annette crouched slightly and
relaxed the muscles of her bladder and felt the hot flow of urine as it begin to
spurt from her vagina. She actually saw Ed Metcalfe staring fixedly at the
unashamed display of her urinating as she slowly filled the bottle with her hot
piss.
Annette looked down again at her gaping pink slit as she finished peeing into
the bottle, the last drops spurting out in small hot jets. Curiously she allowed
her middle finger to slip inside the raw wet hole as Jean's voice floated over
the top of the curtain. "Put the bottle on the table Miss Hendrix then take off
your jacket and shirt. Then I'd like you to lay on the surgical bed and place
your legs in the stirrups."
Placing the full bottle on the table, Annette undid the tie and unbuttoned her
shirt. Allowing the shirt to slip off her creamy shoulders and drop to the
floor, Annette complied with the nurses request. With her legs in position, the
tender open clitoris jutted out for both the nurse and the headmaster to view.
She craned her head forward and looked down at herself.
She knew it would happen. Both the nurse and Ed Metcalfe came around the
curtain to look at her. Annette felt a wonderful sense of carnality as she
presented her raw throbbing slit for them both to see.
"She's a proper little madam isn't she Ed?" remarked Jean. "My, my. I can see
she's certainly going to have to be taught a few lessons."
'So all the staff-room gossip was true' thought Annette, lying in front of
them with nothing on but her skimpy cotton under-vest and her legs spread wide
in helpless submission.
"Nurse. I don't think Mr. Metcalfe should be in here like this?" Said the
delightful Annette shyly, edging her thighs imperceptibly wider as she saw his
eyes fixed on her open vagina.
"As long as the nurse is present it's alright my dear" he said patronizingly.
"After all. You did request my help. Now do as you're told and let the nurse
examine you."
"Yes Sir" said Annette submissively, feeling a thrill run through her as Jean
parted her labial lips to obtain a smear with a swab.
The nurse Jean, took about a quarter of an hour to carry out her tests on the
young schoolgirl that Annette was. All the while Ed remained in the room,
staring fixedly at Annette's wide open, hairy vagina.
When the examination was over the headmaster took Annette to her class, which
was her old class of eleven to twelve year olds, that had a temporary teacher in
her absence.
The name of the temp was Mr. Terry Martin, a rather young and very nervous
replacement.
Annette amused herself throughout the day by teasing him, much to the
amusement of the rest of the class.
She went home at lunchtime and was surprised to find a letter waiting for her
from a temporary teachers organisation she'd been registered with. They were
offering her a home teaching job in the evenings to privately tutor a rather
precocious nine year old in a very up market area. She phoned them and was told
they'd expect her that same evening.
Before returning to school in the afternoon, Annette gave herself a double
dose of the tablets, making herself very aware of her own delightful sexuality
and needs.
When playtime came around, Annette quite naturally gravitated into the company
of James and Arthur. James handed Annette another two bottles of tablets.
"You're going to have to pay for them" he warned. "I've already taken money from
a few of the boys to look at your hairy cunt" he said crudely, leading Annette
to the classic venue, the back of the cycle sheds.
Waiting for them there was a small group of nervous boys, their ages ranging
from eight to twelve.
James made them line up and said to Annette. "Right pull your skirt up and
we'll give them thirty seconds each."
Obediently, Annette tugged the grey school skirt up to her waist exposing her
white cotton knickers. Then the first boy, a young lad of about eight years of
age, shuffled up in front of Annette and looked at her expectantly. Annette
pulled out the waistband of her knickers and allowed the boy to stare down them
at her hairy slit.
The exhibition went rather swiftly, each boy wordlessly staring at Annette's
hairy pudenda and moving smartly off. When there was only one nine year old left
James led him forward and said to Annette. "This one's paid more. He wants to
see you getting 'diddled' as he put it, and he wants to kiss you while it's
going on."
Utterly unfazed, Annette looked at the lad with interest. She was certainly
ready for it, the drugs working overtime on her sexual libido.
"Right" she nodded. "Who's going to fuck me. You or Arthur?"
James made no reply, merely unzipping his trousers and indicating for Annette
to insert her hand. Pushing the white knickers down to her knees, Annette
completely revealed the huge bush of dark hair that surrounded her vagina to the
three remaining lads. The she pushed her slim hand into James's fly and pulled
out his big black penis. Squeezing it gently, Annette positioned herself in
front of him, pressing her bare white bottom against his straining member, and
bent over. She then beckoned the young boy over to her and took his small face
in her hands, puckering her lips up as she felt James's cock entering her wet
cunt. She drew the boy's lips against her own and kissed him long and deeply,
opening her soft mouth as James thrust in and out of her willing wet slit.
As Annette's excitement mounted, she unzipped the young lad's trousers and
took out his small soft penis. It felt so thrilling to the girl as his pubic
area was completely free of any hair. Stretching the little virgin penis,
Annette massaged it gently before placing it into her hot mouth and sucking hard
on it.
"What the Hell's going on here?" a querulous voice interrupted.
Opening her eyes, Annette saw the new teacher, Terry Martin, rounding the back
of the shed on his rounds as the teacher on playground duties.
"Uh... uh... uh..." Annette groaned, as the lad's cock was pulled out of her
mouth quickly. She felt James pumping semen into her as he withdrew in guilty
confusion, spraying the remainder of his sperm onto Annette's lowered knickers.
Annette straightened up in front of the young replacement, holding her hands
ineffectively in front of her rapidly pulsating vagina. "Ooooh Mr. Martin" she
cried distractedly. "We were just playing."
"You three boys. Clean yourselves up and report to the head's office
immediately. You girl. Come with me."
He held his hand out and Annette had to uncover her vagina as she took hold of
it and trailed after him, her knickers still at half mast and her skirt held up
to avoid getting any sticky semen onto it.
Mr. Martin too Annette into the staff toilets that were adjacent to the cycle
shed and instructed her to clean off her knickers and clean herself up in
general, all the while keeping his eyes averted from her nakedness much to
Annette's disappointment.
Annette took off her white cotton knickers and washed off the semen
thoroughly. She then washed herself, replacing her knickers and readjusting her
clothing. Knowing she was going to be taken to Ed Metcalfe's office she touched
up her lightly applied make-up, liberally applying the pale lipstick to her
cushioned lips.
Mr. Martin did indeed take Annette to the headmasters office where the three
boys were waiting in trepidation. Making Annette stand outside, her knickers
slowly drying whilst she waited, he took the lads in one by one. She could hear
Ed's voice shouting at each boy as they were each being interviewed followed by
the vicious thwacking of the cane as he applied it to each boy. There had never
been any notice taken to the anti-caning lobby in Ed's school.
Annette was left till the last. Terry Martin finally ushered her into the
headmasters office where she stood shamefaced in front of Ed who viewed her with
a strange look of satisfaction on his face.
"You seem to be the instigator and main perpetrator of this unfortunate
offence. I might add that it is illegal so I have to offer you the choice I gave
the boys. You can either accept my punishment or I shall call in the police. Now
which is it to be?"
Thoroughly alarmed that the police may be called for and therefore her
pretence revealed, Annette quickly agreed to accept the headmaster's punishment.
"Seeing as how you're so keen to expose yourself to all and sundry, I think
it only fitting to apply twelve strokes to your bare backside" Ed said,
selecting a particularly vicious looking cane from a rack. "Now I want you to
pull down your panties and bend over to touch your ankles." He slashed the cane
through the air two or three times to limber up.
Looking steadily at Terry Martin, Annette reached under her skirt and caught
hold of her knickers. She wriggled them over her hips and pulled them down to
her knees. Annette then inched the short grey skirt up her legs till she was
bare from the waist down, her hairy pink slit once more on full display. She
could see that Terry Martin's eyes were now fixedly staring at the large bush of
pubic hair that encompassed her throbbing cleft.
Annette bent over and grasped her ankles through the thin white ankle socks,
presenting her bare white bottom to the headmaster and Terry. She bit her bottom
lip and stifled a scream as the first savage blow cut into her tender backside.
On and on went the ferocious blows, biting into her tender flesh till she
eventually had to let out a cry.
"Ooofff... uh... ooooh" she wailed as the cane beat her relentlessly. She felt
a sexual climax approaching and was aware of her vagina spurting out a viscous
liquid as the headmaster finally finished the punishment.
Allowing Annette to painfully stand upright, the two men became fully aware of
the effect of the beating when they saw Annette's wet and excited slit
glistening at the base of her heaving belly.
"Turned you on I see" remarked Ed cryptically. "Well the next time it'll be in
front of the whole school. Then you won't be so ready for a beating young lady."
The sudden illicit thrill that ran through Annette was alarming... She had an
abrupt, delicious glimpse in her inner mind of the sheer ignominy of pulling
down her knickers in front of the whole school, and subjecting herself to a
caning for everyone to see... Ooooh the exquisite shame of the degrading
scene...
After allowing Annette to redress, the headmaster dismissed her, tears
streaming down her pretty face...
To Be Continued... Maybe...
