I was sitting on one of the benches in the hallway reading my book while waiting for my next class to start. I really couldn't concentrate properly because of the events that took place in Mr. Michael's office last week. My mind kept replaying the scene; his humilating words, his rough hands that groped and spanked my ass and his big cock stretching me. My pussy was sore for days. Add that to my spanked ass, and sitting was quite uncomfortable. I tried very hard though to keep my focus during lessons and do well in my studies; I feared what the principal would do otherwise. I had found pleasure in how he treated me, but I knew for certain that I would be foolish to anger him.
I also felt guilty about my pleasure. Surely a proper girl wouldn't have enjoyed being treated roughly and being called humilating names like 'slut' and 'pet'. And I was the one that had brought all this on myself by allowing my imagination to run wild, thinking dirty thoughts. While in class, no less. Maybe principal Michaels was right to take me in hand and punish me for my wanton thoughts.
Mr. Michaels had ordered these 'discipline sessions' to happen weekly, and now I anxiously awaited my next session that was scheduled to start after school today, so I had just less than two hours left to prepare myself mentally. I was feeling both scared and excited. I knew the spanking were going to hurt badly and I wanted to run away, but I still remembered vividly my explosive orgasm and that thought alone made my pussy moist.
I was so deep in thought that I didn't at first notice the man that had stopped in front of me.
"Miss Davies. May I have a word with you?"
Startlled I looked up from my book and noticed Mr. Thompson, my physics teacher, standing before me.
"Of course, Sir. What's this about?"
"Let's go somewhere more private first."
Mr. Thompson led me to an empty classroom that was situated away from most of the activity and locked the door behind us. I started to get an uneasy feeling. I'd never liked Mr. Thompson, he was a fat slob that often leered at pretty girls and almost strained his beady little eyeballs to get a good look at their cleavage. He never said or really did anything offensive, but he made my skin crawl. I thought it would be better to make up an excuse to leave as soon as possible.
" My next lesson is actually starting very soon, so I don't have much time."
"Don't you worry about that, Miss Davies. I've informed your teacher that you'll be missing her lesson."
"But why?"
"Because you will be otherwise occupied, of course."
I didn't like the sound of this and started to back up towards the door.
"Don't be foolish little girl, come here."
"I really should go to my history lesson, I don´t want to fall behind..."
"I said, '
come here
'!"
I didn't mistake that for a request and approached him.
"Good girl, sit here in front of the desk and we will have a nice little chat."
I sat down on the chair he pointed out to me and waited nervously for what he had to say.
"You must wonder what is this all about, so I'll get straight to the point. I thought it would be fair of me to tell you first that I´m going to inform your parents their sweet innocent girl is fucking with her principal."
I couldn't believe my ears. How did he know? I tried to deny it of course, but couldn't keep the tremor out of my voice.
"W-what? That isn't true!"
"Don´t you lie to me young missy!" he bellowed and I flinched at the loud volume. "I happened to walk by the principal's office and heard you; I know full-well what was going on."
"I didn't want it, please don't tell my parents!"
"You have the audacity to claim you didn´t want it after I heard you moan and scream like a dirty whore?"
"Please, don't tell my parents!"
I was crying now. I was so ashamed and thought I would die if my parents found out about my behaviour.
"Well, I really should tell them so they can punish you as they see fit...But perhaps we can handle this just between us. I'll show you what happens to sluts like you, so you will learn the error of your ways."
