My 2nd story, again feedback is welcome but be gentle.
This isn't too full on with smut but I've got an idea for part 2 which will be much more X rated.
Set after the events of Wednesday Season 1, I hope you enjoy.
All characters are over 18.
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Enid shuffled nervously from foot to foot as Ms Mournewood, Nevermore's new Principal perused her permanent record without looking up. Ironically Nevermore was one of very few schools that held permanent records on their students. Enid was very proud of hers but still had no idea why she'd been summoned to Mournewood's office.
Nonchalantly flipping the pages, "excellent grades across the board. Plenty of extra-curriculars. Very good Miss Sinclair."
"Thank you ma'am" Enid inadvertently curtsied which elicits a wicked smile from the imposing woman. Even seated Enid could see she was a tall woman. Around 40 years old and oozing something that made Enid feel funny. Her raven black hair was scraped back in an excruciatingly tight bun, her pale skin juxtaposed against piercing emerald green eyes and scarlet red lipstick. She looked every inch the vamp, her leather bustier, black of course, accentuated what looked like a very firm pair of milky pale breasts.
Enid loved her boyfriend very much but Ms Mournewood was definitely making her feel a strange tingle between her legs.
"Well Miss Sinclair."
"Enid, Ms, you can call me..." a glare from the madam cuts Enid off mid sentence.
"As I was about to say, Miss Sinclair... on paper you look every inch the perfect senior. I have been meeting all my students to familiarise myself with them - prudent given last terms "incident" wouldn't you say..."
"Yes ma'am, very prudent." Enid nodded her head a little too enthusiastically, Ms Mournewood let out a smirk, she was having the exact impact she wanted on the nubile young girl.
"I hear you have a boyfriend and have recently wolfed out?"
Enid blushes a little. "Yes ma'am, yes to both."
"Well I trust you won't let these new experiences distract you from your studies young lady? You're one of our brightest stars, we can't have you wasting that on boys and other nonsense can we?"
"Absolutely not ma'am. I won't let you down."
Another smirk from Mournewood, "Oh I would hope not. OK Miss Sinclair that's everything I need to hear for now." Relieved, Enid is about to turn on her heels when she's stopped "Of course I do need to complete a uniform inspection before letting you go."
Enid stops in her tracks "Ummm uniform inspection? Miss Weem never did those."
"You seem like a nice girl Enid but you would be foolish to assume I'm like Miss Weem. Stand to attention."
Enid does as instructed. Mournewood slowly rises from her chair and starts circling Enid like a cat stalking its prey. The tingling in Enid's groin grew as she could now take in all of Mournewood's body. The rest of the bustier showed off a toned torso and Enid would be lying if the latex pencil skirt and thigh high boots "fuck me boots I think they're called" she mused to herself, weren't making her feel a little excited.
"Nail polish, borderline. I'll be keeping an eye on that, the hair too - don't push it."
"Blazer, check."
"Skirt, within regulation, JUST!"
Enid gulps "I'm sorry ma'am I'll wear a longer one."
"I said it's within regulation Miss Sinclair. Plus I'm sure your boyfriend, and the other boys, and maybe some girls" Mournewood raises an inquisitive eyebrow in Enid's direction "don't mind the current length."
Enid blushes and shuffles her feet.
"Socks and shoes, perfect. Blouse, a little tight in the chest, again, I'm sure the other students won't find this an issue." Enid turns a deeper shade of red.
"Looks like everything is up to muster Miss Sinclair, we just need a panty check then you can be on your way."
The redness drained from Enid's face in an instant "A, a panty check?"
"Yes Miss Sinclair, a panty check, underwear is also part of the Nevermore clothing policy, please raise your skirt."
"Ms Mournewood I ummmm, are you sure you need to check my, my panties?" Enid says incredulously.
"Miss Sinclair I've had the same conversation with 90% of the students today, in fact your friend Miss Addams is one of the very few who didn't protest, don't make this any more difficult than it needs to be."
"It's just I wasn't even aware there was a regulation on what panties we could wear Ms Mournewood."
"Oh come on, a goody two shoes like yourself knows full well we have rules for underwear now I suggest you lift your skirt, it would be unwise to have me have to lift it for you." The stare she shoots lets Enid know this is not up for debate or discussion.
Enid meekly lifts her skirt exposing her panties to the imposing lady.
"School handbook article 34c: underwear shall be plain black or white and made of cotton. No adornments, designs or other fabric is permissible. Underwear must be clean, devoid of tears or holes and changed daily. It looks like we have a small problem Miss Sinclair."
