Caught by the Principal

"And where have you been, young lady?" Rebecca was just about to open the door to her first class when she was caught. She turned slowing, fully knowing what she would see.

Mr Rogers, the principal of Holy Angels High School, stood at the opposite end of the hall. He was **** on student, especially seniors, who cut class. "Come here, Rebecca!"

Rebecca slowly moved toward the man. He was tall and lean, maybe 40 years old, and powerfully built. He had been a football star when he was in school. he was always well dressed with a suit or sport jacket and tie. As Rebecca came to stand before him he looked her up and down. Rebecca could see the look of disgust on his face as he examined the cheap uniform imitation. "What do you have to say for yourself?"

"The bus, sir," Rebecca didn't know what to tell the man. There was no way she could tell him about fucking six boys and two drivers on the way to school. No way he would believe that she had been a virgin when she left home this morning. No way she could tell him how she had loved every minute of the sexual adventure.

"Follow me!" Mr Rogers didn't even let the girl explain that she was late because the school bus had just arrived or that six boys had come into the school late with her. He walked briskly down the hall toward his office. Rebecca followed, almost running to keep up.

They hurried through the main office. Secretaries and assistants were busy at their tasks. "I'm not to be disturbed!" Mr Rogers announced to his secretary. He slammed the door to his office as soon as Rebecca entered.

"Young lady," the principal paused, "and maybe that is the wrong term," you look like a tramp. You smell of sex. I can detect cum, not even dried, on your body. You are, Rebecca, a foul slut. I an bound to teach you that this sort of behavior is unacceptable. You will be taught a lesson! You will be punished!"

Rebecca stood silent. She was trembling.