This is a work of fiction, all characters are of the age of consent.
Bree was a somewhat naive 19 year old attending a private college, or so the Head Mistress thought, until...
"Head Mistress Belinda, you wanted to see me?"
"Bree, do you know why you're here?"
"I think so, my skirt is too short?" Biting her lip
"Yes we've had a complaint that you are violating the dress code, again. Bree you know the drill, stand here in front of me while I measure your hemline."
Head Mistress pulls out his cloth tape measure and starts by running the tape up the back of Bree's leg to measure her stocking tops. "Your left stocking is 26 inches," she then measures the left "28 inches, Bree you know your stocking heights must be no lower than 30 inches." Mistress Belinda adjusts Bree's stockings pulling them higher, Bree feels a tingle in her clitty as Head Mistress' soft but firm hands grip and paw her soft smooth legs. The Head Mistress can't resist caressing Bree's legs before moving on to measuring her skirt length, Bree feeling a little aroused widens her stance. Mistress Belinda puts the tape measure on the small of Bree's back at the top of her skirt, the cold tab of the tape measure pressing on Bree's warm skin, she wiggles at the sensation.
"Bree, stay still while I finish measuring"
"Sorry Head Mistress"
The Head Mistress now runs the tape down the back of her skirt, pressing her finger into Bree's anal cleft, she wiggles again involuntarily. Mistress Belinda gives Bree's cheek a gentle slap "Bree the more you fidget the longer this will take."
"Yes, Head Mistress"
Head Mistress Belinda already knows Bree's skirt is too short, she can see her thong peeking out as Bree pushes her bottom back into the pressure of her hand holding the tape.
"Bree, 22 inches is way too short."
"I'm Sorry Head Mistress Belinda."
"Bree you will have to go home after this meeting and put on a longer skirt before you can return to class."
"Yes Mistress, is that all Mistress"
"Bree no, there is another more serious matter I have to discuss with you."
Head Mistress Belinda puts her hands on Bree's hips and turns Bree around to face her.
"Bree, you were spotted giving Paul Smythers the captain of the lacrosse team a handjob behind the bleachers."
"Mistress, Paul told me that coach Randolph said that if the boys ejaculated before practice they would be able to focus better, and that their winning season is a result of this."
"Hmmmm. I didn't know coach had said that, unfortunately sexual fraternisation between students is strictly forbidden and I will have to punish you."
"Mistress Belinda, please don't, I'll be a good girl from now on!"
"Bree, you know the position."
"Yes mam."
Head Mistress Belinda patted her knee and Bree prostrated herself on Head Mistress' knees, her ass high in the air. Mistress Belinda flipped up Bree's skirt exposing her supple cheeks, she then grabs the top of her thong and pulls her panties down. "Bree you know that thongs are not permitted in school."
"Yes Mistress but they are so much more comfortable than regular panties."
"Bree it doesn't matter, the punishment for student fraternisation is 10 strikes." SLAP the sound of Head Mistress' firm hand hitting Bree's tender bottom, Head Mistress let her hand linger on Bree's soft cheek for a moment feeling Bree's supple flesh her thumb resting in Bree's anal cleft, she couldn't help looking down at Bree's ripe pussy, she gave her cheek a squeeze and then raised her hand ready for the other cheek. Bree winced in anticipation of the next hit. Thwack, this time Mistress' fingers were touching Bree's moist pussy, Head MIstress gave another squeeze, she faintly heard Bree let out a soft moan. Slap as Mistress Belinda's hand landed heavily on Bree's right cheek, her thumb resting on the entrance to Bree's love hole, she squeezed her ass, her thumb stretching Bree's delicate hole open, Bree moaned uncontrollably.
Head Mistress Belinda announces "Four" and then thwack Bree jumped at the impact driving her pussy into Mistress Belinda's two middle fingers, Head Mistress didn't recoil, in fact she rolled his wrist driving her fingers into Bree's tight little hole. Bree couldn't resist the sensation and flexed her hips forcing Mistress Belinda's finger deeper with a moan of pleasure. Head Mistress let her fingers linger for a moment and then gave a double squeeze of Bree's cheek which elicited another moan of pleasure and then, Slap. This time Head Mistress intentionally rubbed her thumb around the perimeter of Bree's angel hole, Bree moaned again and bucked her hips. Mistress Belinda gave Bree a very firm squeeze opening Bree's tender love hole and then thwack. Mistress Belinda drove her fingers into Bree's tight pussy and Bree moaned reflexively and then Bree's hips convulsed as she tried to fuck herself with Head Mistress' fingers. Mistress Belinda could feel her panties moisten from the interaction. "You're really enjoying this aren't you Bree?"
Bree squeaked out a timid "No mam."
Slap, "We'll see about that." Mistress Belinda again made a circular motion around Bree's sissy hole, Bree's hips bucked and she moaned seductively. Thwack Head Mistress' hand came down heavily and again her two middle fingers sunk up to the first knuckle in Bree's wanton hole, Bree began to hump Mistress Belinda's fingers she smiled and withdrew her hand. Head Mistress squirmed as she felt wetness in her panties. Slap, Mistress Belinda inserted the tip of her thumb in Bree's sensitive hole, she moaned as Mistress wiggled her thumb and squeezed her ass cheek. "Are you sure you're not enjoying this Bree?"
"Maybe a little Mistress." Bree's voice trailing off as her hips pumped.
Thwack, again Mistress Belinda gripped her cheek as her two middle fingers slid into Bree's love hole. Bree moaned and her hips began to pump again. "Mistress, please don't remove your hand, it feels so good."
Mistress Belinda had a bit of a dilemma on her hands as a sexed up gurl on her lap was humping her fingers, while Mistress Belinda's own arousal was making her nipples rock hard and her panties were now soaked through, Mistress squirmed as Bree continued humping Mistress Belinda's slick fingers.
Mistress Belinda couldn't take it any more, Bree's scent and wetness compelled her and she leaned in and began to lap her pussy.