A new opinion on bullying

Robbie swaggered into the office, a large shit eating grin on his face. Seeing it infuriated Mrs. Harris, the principal.

“Robbie! What did I tell you last time you were sent here! If you harassed or bullied another student you’d be expelled. Hell, I’m strongly considering calling the police after what Ms. Kirkland told me. Assaulting poor Katie again!”

Ignoring her completely, Robbie strides over to the large bookshelf and looks it over. He can feel her eyes drilling into the back of her head and can only imagine the fuming expression on her face. He picked up a framed photo of her family she had on display and made a show of examining it before turning around to address her.

“You’ve always had a kink for bullying and bullies. Especially me. It makes you so hot that you don’t care about anything else. Yea, I did bully Katie. I shoved her headfirst into a locker and called her a stupid bitch.”

The change in Mrs. Harris’ demeanor was something to behold. Her look of anger and disapproval warred with the newfound feelings of arousal. “W-well…do you…feel bad about it?”

“No…no I don’t. It was pretty funny. Not as funny as the time I shoved her head in the toilet, or made her eat worms…”

He grinned, watching the strict, no-nonsense school administrator shifting in obvious arousal.

“What...what else did you do….” She groaned, her hand slowly sliding off her desk, moving down between her legs under the desk.

“You don’t mind being masturbating in front of me, or being naked. Well, I stole her clothes while she was in gym class before. Stolen her lunch and lunch money more times than I can count…All kinds of things.

“Oh…fuck…” Mrs. Harris moaned out, her right hand beginning to work under the desk, as her left hand pulled the bodice of her dress down as she found her breasts and began to knead it gently.

H holds up the family picture. *Your daughter here…she’s a senior in this school, right?”

She moaned again. “Wha…my daughter, Trish? Yes…what…why?”

“You know what would be hotter than me bullying Katie? Me, bullying Trish.”

The look of arousal on her face faded a bit, fighting with fear and maternal instinct. “No…not Trish…”

“Yes…imagine it. I find her after school, alone in a classroom. I walk in and shover her back onto a chair, and spit right on her face. Maybe I rip her shirt so she has to walk home with her bra showing. Or maybe I shover her in a locker and she’s stuck there until a janitor lets her out…maybe for hours, sobbing, alone and scared.

“Ohhh god…yyyyyeeesssss….” Her hands had restarted their movements, one of her large tits pulled free as she tugged on her nipple. “MMM…bully her….”

“she’s carrying her tray through the cafeteria, and I trip her, sending her sprawling face first into her food, ruining her clothes. Everyone in the lunchroom is laughing at her and she’s on the ground, crying.”

“OH FUCK, OH FUCK I’M SO CLOOOSEEE….” Mrs, Harris hand was working furiously beneath the table. He could see her panties had made their way down to her ankles, her legs spread as far as they could go as she slouched in her chair. Robbie dropped her family picture on the floor, and walked around the desk, behind her. He reached down and began massaging her chests.

“Maybe one day, she’s leaving school to walk home, and I stop her. I don’t do anything to rough. I just make her strip. I make her walk home naked, tears streaming down her face because she’s so embarrassed.”

“OHHHHHHHHH GGOOOOODDDDD!” Mrs. Harris convulsed in pleasure, hands working roughly on her cunt as Robbie roughly pawed at her tits.

“Your husband is a sissy. He can’t satisfy you like an alpha bully like me could. You consider me a superior person, both mentally and physically. You would do anything to impress me, even if it was upsetting to you. You know what I think would be hot??”

“Wha…what’s that…” She slurred out, still coming down from the intense orgasm.

“Well, we both agree that your daughter is a weakling and needs some toughening up. I think it’d be hot if you did that toughening up.”

“What do you mean toughening up?” She asked, still panting heavily, but starting to be able to focus again.

“I think you know. I just described a whole toughening up program for you. Use your imagination.”

Mrs. Harris had a conflicted look on her face. “But…she’s my daughter. I could never do that to her. It isn’t right!”

“Oh, it might be wrong, but it feels so right, doesn’t it? It’d be so hot if you started insulting her. Started punishing her. Started pulling pranks on her.”

Her face visibly flushed as her emotions waged a battle inside her. “No…its…I don’t care if its hot. I won’t…I can’t!”

Robbie laughed right in her face. “Oh, Mrs. Harris. I’ll tell you what. I’m gonna stop back into your office again soon. Maybe in a day, maybe a few days.” He slid his hand down between her legs and squeezed her cunt, causing her to gasp and moan in arousal. “And…I’m gonna ask you if you’ve started to help your daughter toughen up. Depending on how good a job you’ve done…maybe I’ll let you see my Alpha cock…maybe suck it…and maybe, just maybe…I’ll let you fuck it.”

“Oh..oh god…But…I..I don’t know.” She stammered out, the conflict inside her head playing out on her face.

“The choice is yours. You either earn some points with a real alpha bully like me…or you’re stuck with your pathetic sissy husband.” The look of fear that passed over her face made him smile. “Speaking of that sissy, I don’t want you touching him again either. I don’t care how you do it, but you’ll get nothing when I visit you again if I find out he’s been with you.” His phone dinged. Pulling it up, he saw it was a picture of Liv, top pulled down fully exposing her tits. “Looks like you have some competition for my time, slut.”

She looked down, blushing, and nodded. “I…I’ll do my best…to earn your attention”

“Sir. I’ll do my best sir.”

“Sorry…I’ll do my best, sir.”

“Good girl.” He patted her head condescendingly, earning a purr of happiness from her. “Now, I need you to look up Katies address for me. I think I’m going to pay her family a little visit. She needs to be taught another lesson.”

Mrs. Harris moaned in arousal again as she began to pull up the school records on her computer…