Principal Has Fun

"Come in and close the door."

You do so.

"Lock it."

You look at me, raise a quizzical eyebrow, but you turn the key.

"As I understand it, you don't seem to want to follow the rules around here. Seem to think you can do what you please, do you?"

You gaze at me steadily without answering, but there seems to be a hint of defiance in your eyes.

With a sweep of my hand across the table, I push the books and papers that were on it to the floor.

"Get up on the table and kneel down."

I notice your lips press together as you hesitate. In one, swift, smooth motion, I grab a nearby cane and swipe it sharply across your backside. Although your skirt cushions most of the blow, I see you wince slightly nonetheless.

"Do as you're told."

Meekly, you climb onto the smooth tabletop and get on your hands and knees.

I open a drawer of my desk and remove two lengths of cord. I tie one to each of your wrists, then pull your arms down and tie the cords to the legs of the table. Your face lies against the tabletop. Thinking I want you to lie down, you begin to lower your legs.

"Keep your ass in the air!" I snap, whacking you across the thighs once more.

I flip up your skirt onto your back, exposing your bare thighs and panties. They're already a little wet.

"You're supposed to be wearing pantyhose," I observe. "Where are they?"

I crack the cane across your bare thighs and a whimper escapes your lips.

I reach beneath your bent body, jerk your blouse from your belt, then reach up underneath to your breasts. I find one, squeeze it, tweak the nipple, then squeeze the fullness of both breasts before I release them.

"You're supposed to be wearing a bra!" I declare. "Where is it?"

The cane slaps across your thighs again and you let out a small cry.

I set the cane down on the table, grasp your panties and pull them down to your knees, then back across your legs and toss them onto the floor.

"Spread your legs."

Your legs shunt apart and from the angle behind you, I can see the puckered hole of your anus, the pink slit of your cunt and, beyond, your breasts dangling within the confines of your blouse. Yor completely shaved except for a small triangle below your pierced navel.