After Class: The Better Women always Prevails

Reaching forward, Ms. Peach carefully held onto Grace's arms as she helped her up.

Blushed, and red faced Grace stood before her teacher the picture of a little girl, despite her size, looking down at her flat shoes in the most bashful of ways.

"Oh, my poor wonderful girl. I know it was rough, but there's no need to be sad."

Arms reaching out Ms. Peach hugged Grace close, running a finger under her chin to bring the girl's eyes up to level.

"It's not unheard of for a women to enjoy some buggery now and then."

She felt her student flinch at the implications of the taboo word.

"I only wish you'd enjoyed it from a creature worth your standing. Degrading yourself in such a way for that."

Ms. Peach flicked her head at the pathetic flattened rug of a male which still lay over top her desk.

Sigh!

"Such high risks, for what?"

Ms. Peach pulled herself in closer, feeling the younger women shutter as she ran her hands down Grace's thic hour glass waist, and firmly digging her nails into the soft plump cheeks which waited below.

"That's what sisterhood is for. I know what it's like to dable in taboos, do you understand?"

Fidgeting Grace nodded her head as Ms. Peach drew her face in closer.

"Rest assured, no one knows about this but me, my good girl~"

Ms. Peach hovered her lips over Grace's.

"Do you understand?"

"Yes Ms."

Closing the distance Ms. Peach softly kissed the younger women. Gently gnawing on her bottom lip as the girl moaned submissively beneath her.

"Then let's keep this our little sisterhood secret, as girls~"

In a small soft whimper Grace barely managed to answer her teacher.

"Thank you Ms."

Stepping back Ms. Peach shuck her head gleefully, as she stuck out a hand and a heel.

"No no no~"

"Thank me properly."

In sulom duty Grace reached beneath her skirt without anymore instructions and slide down her white G-String. Then without any coaxing joined it on the ground, hands and knees, before picking the dainty lingerie up in her mouth and crawling to her better's feet. Craning her neck upward she released the white fabric into her teacher's waiting hand before bring her lips back down to meet Ms. Peach's awaiting bright pink stiletto heels.

Kiss!

"Thank you Ms."

Kiss!

"Thank you Ms."

Kiss!

Prize in hand Ms. Peach shined with emens amounts of inward pride.

Mmmmmmm~ Yes~

Grace made quite a sight indeed. The uniformed young lady, on all-fours, head down, back deeply arched, and ass up high in reverence to her superior in the Hierarchy.

Kiss!

"Thank you Ms."

Kiss!

"Thank you Ms."

This was how Ms. Peach knew all was right in the world.

Turning her gaze though, in tired afterthought, her eye's landed on the last outlying matter in the class. A sniveling young boy who in her opinion was to much trouble for him worthlessness.

Stepping her heel back she allowed Grace to rise before flicking her eyes to the cowered still taking up space on her front desk.

"Was the price worth it?"

Grace simply looked Ms. Peach in the eyes with a calm stoic face. "Yes."

This genuinely took Ms. Peach by suprise for moment but, composing herself Ms. Peach's voice snapped back, to that of one with authority.

"Luke! You may rise."

Luke still naked from the waist down stood from the desk, hands at his side looking down like the beaten dog he was.

Ms. Peach reached out her hand, and Luke well trained grabbed his boxers and handed them to her without a word.

"I will do you a favour and call ahead about your lateness. You may be dismissed now."

Walking down a mostly empty hall, Grace kissed Luke before turning her tired towards head her own 2nd Period class.

"I'll see you later ok."