It is a brand new world for naughty girls

“Well, It is obvious that I will always protect my favourite and best student, that being you Miss Cynthia, from being punished for something that every girl does at one moment or another in the school, isn’t it?” He… he was right, he would always be there for her; since she could remember she had always got in trouble in school and other activities, the redheaded attitude her mother said, always ready to ignite at a moment’s notice.

Since she was young she had always been known for being confrontational and sometimes having trouble controlling her emotions, after all, she was known as a go-getter, if she wanted something or if she was against something she was the one that would stand up for it, be it wanting to get a date with someone or something wrong on one of her classes; even at this school she had gotten into several altercations, maybe not physical, but she had been known to clash against some of her classmates and even a teacher or two, but even with the way she treated the man in front of her, she had always seen him taking her side, speaking in her favour.

To be frank, it was a little maddening, but also a nice touch to see Mr Dinger always having her back no matter what she said to him, probably one of the reasons why she never spoke against him, no matter how much he enjoyed the little ‘open shirt’ game with the rest of her female classmates; the man may be a little bit perverted, but when it came to defending her or helping her, he always did that without even asking the reasons, always believing in her no matter the situation; didn’t he said he always did for his favorite student? Oh, how it irked Cynthia whenever the other girls in the class would tease her about being the teacher’s pet.

For all the things she had said about Mr. Dinger, it was no secret that he always treated her differently to every other student, but at least not without merit, she always tried to excel on his classes, maybe because she wanted to show him how great she was, but also maybe because she didn’t mind that much to have the trust of someone that always had her back, no matter the situation, just like now; so, having come down from the fringes of a panic attack she was ready to know how close she had been to being expelled, or at the very least publicly humiliated.

Besides, he was right, basically every girl in the school had the moment when the mounting tension of incoming exams and work made it impossible to ignore the wetness and throbbing between their legs; it was a well known fact, and something that was simply ignored among them, that if a girl was suddenly being very fidgety, she would then disappear for a while on an empty classroom or convenient bathroom and will come back with a much lighter step.

“So, what did you do to let me get scot free then?” To say she was curious would be an understatement, and for all the answers, Mr. Dinger simply smiled.

“Miss Cynthia, have you ever met our esteemed Principal?” The question came a little out of left field, but she could still remember him, a white, short, overweight man; how boring he seemed, completely bland and ready to leave every responsibility to the rest of the school board just so he would do nothing; to Cynthia, Mister Reynolds seemed as forgettable as they came, so completely run of the mill.

“Yeah, a couple of times, why?”

“Don’t you think that our Principal is such a beautiful woman?”

“Well, yeah, who doesn’t?” Really, Miss Reynolds was always capable of making head turns in the hall whenever she walked around the school, she had even heard Wes and Steven talk about her from time to time when they thought she wasn’t listening.

“Oh indeed, after all, it is hard to deny that such a hard working, gorgeous, fit black woman, with such huge breasts and ass, would be able to make even the girls at the school lust after her, right?” She could indeed, even Cynthia had to confess that she had been at awe the first time she had seen Miss Reynolds when she entered the school, such a gorgeous woman would look more at home on the cover of a magazine rather than being at the front of the school, but Cynthia was always at awe at how much the woman worked to make this school a better place for them, even if her decision to implement SEECA was still a head scratcher, some of her classmates had even acknowledged that they would be okay if Miss Reynolds was in charge of their detention just to spend time with her.

“It still doesn’t explain why I wasn’t expelled, or at least punished for what I did, I’m sure not even Miss Raynolds would let me go that easily, so what happened?” Something in her words must have been funny, because Mr. Dinger simply smiled while looking at the ring on his finger, as if something she had said had been amusing; this man just irked her no matter how much she was grateful for his timely interventions whenever she got over her head.

“Well, how shall I put this,” the older man kept watching his ring, as if looking for the correct words “Miss Cynthia, you would be happy to know that Miss Reynolds and I came to an agreement after a long debate on what to do about the recording, right?” Well, indeed she would, at least she wasn’t going to be thrown out of the school because she had been… taking care of herself shall we put it, she was happy that her professor was always protecting her even with irrefutable evidence of her transgressions, he probably even liked it when she stood up against him from time to time, the bastard, she thought with a smile knowing that she herself had enjoyed it, even if she wasn’t going to admit it.

“Yes, but, how did you convince her to do that? Miss Reynolds isn’t exactly known for letting things like that go just because,” due to being a very hard working woman, the dark skinned beauty also expected that kind of commitment from the rest of the student body, maybe one of the reasons why all the other teachers accepted SECCA so quickly, maybe they were as backed up as the students with all that pressure and work.

“It wouldn’t come then as a surprise to you that I was able to convince our dear Principal, after fucking her for hours on top her desk until she fell **** with, and I’m quoting, my dick as thick and long as her arm, right?” as he said that Cynthia felt once more the blood rushing to her face as she looked down, looking at the bulge in front of Mr Dirge’s pants, a part of him that Cynthia and the rest of the female students, and several male ones, had always been in awe; there had been rumours that he stuffed his pants, but many girls had been witnesses to how that part of his pants twitched when one of the most brazen girls in the class usually let a big window of cleavage for him to feast his eyes, some of the bravest ones like Jessica Lambert had even touched that tent with a quick excuse, like having tripped and falling into his lap by mistake; the rumours about him stuffing his pants quickly died down when those girls explained exactly how hot and hard he had felt.

As much as she wanted to deny it, even Cynthia had been excited at the idea of what the man in front of her was packing, probably one of the reasons why she had finally broken down and began fingering herself on top of his desk, just imagining how he would use that dick on her for being such a naughty girl had been a common fantasy the last year, much to her own chagrin after having been witness to how the rest of her classmates played ‘Open Window’ to see him throb underneath his pants.

To know that he had fucked the principal of the school with that monster was not a surprise, maybe a little disturbing and maybe even a little bit exciting to imagine how he had taken such a beautiful and confident woman and had railed her long and hard until she couldn’t take it anymore, but surprising? No, after all, she had heard rumours about his sexual appetite and how he used that monster on several other female teacher and maybe even some students.

“No, no, of course it won’t be that much of a surprise, you pig,” her words would have been scathing and hurtful, but the fact that she said that with such a blush on her face and never taking her eyes off his crotch did not make him believe her “so… what was that agreement then Mister Dinger?”

“Are you aware of the Special Cases section of the SEECA Miss Cynthia? The one section that talks about students with specific situations that do not fit into the normal agreements and extra credit plans of the SEECA?”

“Yeah, I had to read them when several of my friends were deciding to apply for extra credit, aren’t those situations decided on a case by case basis?” When Steven, Clyde and Wes had learned about the benefits of SECCA, she was the one that took it upon herself to learn everything she could about the new system put in place and as much as she hated to admit it, the benefits outweighed the problems that she saw, but as long as her friends were able to keep their grades up then, well, she won’t make a fuss against such a weird system, or at least not that much of a fuss “I believed they are exempted from most rules of the SECCA and have a wider range of permissions.”

“Oh yes Miss Cynthia, they are, so far I think there are only three cases that the principal has approved, so, did you forget that I was able to convince Miss Reynolds to make you one of those special cases?” The blush on Cynthia’s face just increased as this one turned her face away from the man; it was utterly humiliating the fact that she had completely forgotten about that decree. Up until this point Cynthia had been happy to forget about her ‘illustrious’ place as one of three special cases in the system, but how could she not want to forget how utterly humiliating it was? “After all, don’t you agree that being a special case is much better than having your parents be shown how you masturbated in school?” Cynthia had to agree to him in that part as she shivered at the image of her parents being disgusted and shocked at her actions in school.

As much as she loved her parents, even she had to admit that the idea of them watching her masturbate and clamouring for her teacher’s dick would not go well; they would either be disgusted at the actions of their daughter or so enraged about them, she wasn’t sure which one was worse, but at least she didn’t have to go through those imaginary events now that she was protected by the SECCA and her professor.

“Does the school still have those recordings Mr. Dinger?” She was a lot calmer now, knowing at last why she had been accepted as a special case, at least that explained why she wouldn’t be propositioned by the other teachers whenever her grades ‘fluctuated’, really, the way in which the other teachers, specially the female ones, behaved due to having access to the SECCA was maddening.

“I believe those recordings were erased by the Principal, if not you have my word that I will do everything I can to make sure they are destroyed,” goddammit, there he goes once again, helping her even when she has been nothing but a bitch to him, all to protect his best and favourite student like he always said. Maybe she had taken advantage of his disposition once or twice, but she was truly grateful of that, maybe one day she will be able to tell him without tripping over her own words… or her ego, which had put her in many bad situations, which again, her professor had helped her get out of them.

“I… well, thank you for telling me that Mr. Dinger, it has been several tense months after what happened, so to know that I was able to get out of that situation in that way, well… thank you again Mr. Dinger, although I’m pretty sure you enjoyed your ‘debate’ with Miss Reynolds,” she may be grateful for all that he had done for her, but that didn’t mean she was going to change, after all, how had she put it that time? That she was a naughty schoolgirl with him? “Now, I hope you don’t mind, but we are in the middle of our little weekly smash tournament and I am not going to miss the opportunity to see my boys as you put it, duke it out, goodbye Mr. Dinger,” And like that she turned around, ready to go once more into the lab before he felt the hand of the older man hold her lightly by her arm.

“What do you mean Miss Cynthia, weren’t you the one that texted me this afternoon to come see you right now?” Wait, did she? Taking out her smartphone from the pockets of her pants and quickly checking it, yes, she found the text that she had send to Mr. Dinger, but why did she ask him to come right now? “After all, weren’t you the one that propositioned me for your extra credit in SECCA, just so you would be able to **** on every single inch of my cock?” Cynthia didn’t fight him when he pulled her into his arms, she didn’t fight him when he began to tell her exactly what she had done, she simply shivered at the memory his words evoked.

She remembered now, how she had decided to finally take the plunge and see once and for all if what all her classmates had been saying about the bulge on Mr. Dinger’s pants were true, the one that she felt touching her hip. It was true that she had been extremely curious about what it could look like or felt, but if she was in SECCA and excepted of the limitations, then, why not satiate her own curiosity and at the same time, finally find a way to pay back all the times that her professor had gone out of his way to help her. On top of all that, if she could do a little bit to raise her own grades, then this was a good idea.

“Of course, I… I did forget I suppose, we tend to get very into our little grudge matches I suppose, but, considering that I was sent to the loser’s bracket, maybe I will have some time to do my part on the SECCA program,” just as she was about to take her professor by the hand to do what she had promised him, Cynthia heard the voice of one of her friends.

“Cynthia? What are you doing?”