The Vice principal

She made her way up the stairs to the principals office, unsure of what was to come.

As she made her way into the office she noticed a younger man next to Mr. Santos, smartly dressed and a hard look on his face. He resembled a head boy at some boarding school back home, a little older perhaps but the same wicked look in his eyes.

"Ah Emma, I heard you were leaving" Word evidently travels fast, she tought.

"Yes. Yes, sir I mean. The university has provided me with plenty of resources, I'm very thankful"

"Good good" he put on his most fatherly smile "I'd like to introduce you to my son and heir, Alexander"

"How do you do" the boy said with a slight nod of his head. You're not british you idiot, why are you talking like that?

"The pleasure is all mine, Alexander" Emma said, with a slight curtsy. It seemed appropriate.

"It's sir to you, Emma" Mr. Santos chipped in, not angrily but with a stern voice.

"Of course, sir" she said nervously.

Mr. Santos continued "Well, I'm sure you can imagine that you are quite an exotic sight for many of us. Alexander was practically giddy when I told her we have a british woman from Oxford coming to visit" Emma tought she could see a slight smirk on Alexanders face.

"I promised you to him" he continued "even said he could have a go first" Emma swallowed, she could not think of anyone less appealing to her than this Alexander but she knew what was expected of her.

"Of... Of course" she stammered "... sir!" she added at the last moment.

Alexander went right past her and opened the door, beckoning her to go through "after you, my lady" Fucking creep.

***

Alexander led her down the hallway, keeping a few paces in front of her.

"You're not at Oxford anymore, you know" he said, without looking back at her.

"Sorry?" she said.

"I know what women like you are like. Sneering, holier-than-thou. You can sneer all you like but in this country you're nothing but cocksleeves. Understand? "

"Yes sir" Emma saint in a faint voice.

"I'm about to show you just what you're good for" he led her into an empty classroom.

"This is where I used to teach you know" he said and approached the board "I expect nothing less of you than I did my students, complete obediance. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir. I'm yours to command"

"Good. Repeat after me" he approached her now, back straight and head high. "I am your obedient slut"

Hardly novel.... she tought but complied "I am your obedient slut, sir".

He grabbed her by the throat and pushed her against the board. He lifted up her skirt and ran his fingers down her pussy. She shuddered.

"again" he said

"I.. I am you're obedient slut, sir"

"Tell me" his face was but an inch from hers now "Do you have a boyfriend, slut?"

I could lie, but he might know "well?" he went on.

"Yes... yes sir" she said.

"What is his name?" he said, fingering her now.

"His name is Charles, sir" Alexander smiled. He turned her around and pressed her face against the board, roughly. He stripped off his clothes and tore down her shirt. Emma could see from the corner of her eyes, tanding naked whit only his belt in his hand.

"We don't want you running that little mouth of yours" he said as he put the belt around her head, covering her mouth.

Then he started fucking her, roughly.

Do all men in this god forsaken country have such massive dicks? She thought to herself as he pounded her from behind with his massive cock.

He was eager, she had to give him that. He fucked rapidly like a rabbit. He was growing more annoyed, though Emma could not understand why.

He stopped, suddenly and went to pull out a chair and "sit" he commanded.

He tied her hands behind her back with his belt, then he went to her front, penis touching her lips. He didn't push it in though, instead jerking himself of ferociously.

"Tounge out!" he demanded. She held out her tounge for him, he leaned the tip of his penis against it while he jerked off.

He kept her like that for a long time, as though he was going to cum but never did. He gave a deep sigh and grabbed her head, begining to fuck her face.

"Aren't you classy?" he said staring down at her, drool and precum all over her face and body.

He kept grunting "think your boyfriend is proud of his little slut now huh?" he said while he repeatedly thrust his cock to the back of her throat.

He was obviously having a hard time and trying to get himself off. He can't even cum.

"FUCK!" he yelled and let go of her head.

Emma sat there panting, cathing her breath.

"You dont have to..." she tried but he cut her off "Quite!"

"Here" he said and picked out some clothes from one of the cabinets in the classroom "put these on".

It was a collection of skimpy outfits and lingerie. Emma did as she was told.

"hurry up" he said, impatiently tapping his foot.

He picked up his belt again and pushed Emma to the floor.

"take that dick you slut"

Emma tried desperately to make him cum so she could be on her way. She had, after all, picked up some tricks in the last few days. While his rough facefucking didn't leave much room for her to act, she did try to work her tounge around his shaft.

He fumbled with her breasts, slaping them and grouping them in turn.

"Get this off" he said, at first he tried to tear her shirt of but when he was unsuccessful he simply lifted it off her head.

"On all fours. Now." belt kept around her throat, he kept fucking her. She could feel the tight lingerie uncomfortably sliding against her ass. He pushed her head down towards the base of his cock and reached over to slap her ass. He went there often, prodding with his fingers and slapping her.

Emmas' face was a mess when, as from a blessing from above, he grabbed her hair and yelled:

"I'M CUMMING!" Finnaly, shethought.

It was a sizable load. Not surprising since he'd been trying for so long.

He pushed his cock into her mouth one last time, left it there for a few seconds before pulling out.

"I expect you to swallow all of that" he said, sternly. As if to attempt to reassert his authority. He spanked her once, then left the room.

Fucking sadist, at least your father has some class.