William Cyr - The Headmaster

Frank slowly arose from behind his desk, and placed a straight wooden chair in the middle of the room. Her hands clasped prayerfully in front of her, Erica watched the scene with growing alarm.

"Please, not the cane! Please! I can't stand it!" she implored, her voice occasionally cracking with emotion. "Please, I'll do anything!

Anything!"

"Very well, Erica," Frank replied. "You may have a smacking instead of a cane, if you prefer. But in that case you must agree to accept some private, highly intimate punishment from me! Do you agree?"

"Yes!" the attractive eighteen-year-old answered almost too quickly. The sense of relief flowing through her body was quite apparent.

Frank seated himself on the chair and motioned for her to approach him.

Shamefaced and taking tiny, reluctant steps in her smart high-heeled pumps, Erica advanced toward the Headmaster. Despite her eighteen years and mature, shapely figure, her demeanor suggested that of a very young girl about to receive a deserved spanking.

Taking her by the hand, Frank gently but firmly pulled her face down across his lap. Nearly falling into position, Erica lay with her palms on the floor to balance herself. Her gym slip rode up to reveal a generous amount of black stocking, and her knees were slightly bent.

Knowing what was coming, she was scarlet with embarrassment.

Frank reached down with both hands and, with great slowness, began raising the hem of her pleated black gym slip. Lush, tapering thighs, enhanced by black hosiery, came into view, followed by the heavier portions of her stockings. Then came milk white thighs, contrasting vividly with her black stockings and the black satin garter belt that held them up. The gym slip came up to the waist, slowly bringing into view formfitting black panties that could barely contain her lovely and fully rounded buttocks.

With her stocking tops, bare thighs and black panties on full display, Erica was a picture of feminine embarrassment. Her face was a flaming scarlet and she kept her eyes tightly closed, as if that would blot out the shameful display she was making of herself. Frank paused for a moment to enjoy the breathtaking view, not missing a single detail as his eyes moved from the tips of her nicely shod feet to her blonde head.

Both of them were aware of the erection that the display had already produced.

After a long pause, Frank reached for the waistband of the young girl's wispy panties. Erica moaned and quivered with humiliation as she felt masculine hands committing the final indignity that would leave her totally bare and disgraced.

"Lift up a little, Erica!" Frank ordered her.

Haplessly, the attractive pupil lifted her hips an inch or so from his lap, and Frank slowly pulled the panties down. Erica's breath-catching feminine bottom flashed into view, a beautifully soft mixture of pink and white, and deliciously rounded. The feminine contours were girlishly big but not too big. Erica trembled with humiliation and as she did so, her pretty nates quivered like bowls of jelly. She remembered to hold her stockinged legs tightly together, for the moment at least, concealing her feminine treasure.

Frank finished pulling the panties down below the tops of her black stockings, and paused to enjoy an enthralled look at the lush and tender feminine buttocks that were just waiting to be disciplined. For a moment he thought about undoing her garters, but decided against it. The black garter belt and stockings perfectly framed her spank spot, and there was no reason to disturb such an intriguing picture. Erica moaned and wriggled with girlish apprehension as Frank clasped his left forearm and hand around her waist to hold her in position.

"You have lovely buttocks, Erica!" he told her, knowing that the comment would embarrass rather than please her.

Frank had no intention of rushing things. Slowly he raised his right hand and brought it down lightly upon her right buttock, leaving it in place right where it landed. Her youthful bottom felt velvety soft and resilient.

"Oooh!" Erica's gasp reflected mortification rather than discomfort.

Frank watched the pretty teenager shriveling with embarrassment at the bare-on-bare contact. After a moment's pause, he raised his hand to observe the pretty pink spot that had suddenly appeared. Frank applied the second slap to her right cheek, slightly lower down, and once again allowed his hand to remain in place for a moment afterward. The third smack landed slightly lower than the second. Frank then repeated the procedure, this time making the smacks slightly more forceful.

"Oh! Oh!" Erica gasped, her blonde pigtails flying. "This is awful!

Please, I'm too big for this!"

By this time the attractive pupil was a little breathless and her right buttock was a healthy shade of rose pink, which contrasted sharply with her still-unspanked and milky-white left cheek. After a moment's inspection, Frank set about balancing up the color scheme. Six carefully applied smacks to the left buttock and the task was completed. Erica's lovely buttocks were a pretty pink all over, and the comely teenager was squirming with a mixture of embarrassment and discomfort.

After pausing a moment to admire his own handiwork, Frank began the next series of slaps with a light slap just above the top of her right stocking. Erica moaned and her right foot swung up momentarily. Frank began working up her right thigh and bottom cheek with a light series of smacks, always allowing his hand to remain in place on the cringing feminine flesh beneath his palm. From there, he worked down the left side from her garter belt to the top of her stocking. By this time the entire area between her garter belt and stockings was a pretty shade of pink. He repeated the entire course again, working up, the right side and down the left.

"Please! Please!" Erica pleaded. "Please stop! That's enough! Please don't humiliate me like this! Please, I'm eighteen!"

Once again Frank's solid masculine palm traversed the course, working up one side and down the other. A distressed "Oh!" followed every smack, and her reddening buttocks began to squirm more and more over his lap despite her obvious efforts to control herself. Black patent leather pumps began swinging upward from time to time, and he knew there would soon come a time when she would no longer be able to hold those pretty legs together.

"Ouch! Oh, stop, please! Please!" Erica pleaded, looking back anxiously over her shoulder. "Please, don't! It's so humiliating! Please, your bare hand on my… my bare… Please, it's too humiliating!"

Frank paused once again to admire the scenery. From stocking tops to garter belt, Erica's lush spank spot was a bright scarlet. She was wriggling miserably, her full buttocks continually flexing and puckering in a thoroughly provocative manner. Her pretty face was as red as her bottom, and her distress was all too apparent as she continually looked back over her shoulder. It was time for the bottom smacking to start in earnest.

Frank raised his hand and brought it down forcefully on Erica's buttocks, producing a loud smack as it landed squarely across the crevice.

"Ouch!" Erica shrieked and suddenly burst into girlish tears.

Smack! Smack! Frank's hand began moving up one side and down the other, each smack crackling with a crisp report as it landed on defenseless feminine flesh.

"Ouch! Oh, no! Ow! Stop! Ouch! It hurts too much!" Erica exclaimed, her voice reflecting her pain and shame. "Ow! Ouch! Oh, no! This is awful!"

Shapely legs prettily attired in black stockings and high heels began swinging merrily back and forth as Frank spread the stinging smacks throughout her already-smarting posterior, and the pretty teenager began wriggling furiously over his lap. As she reflexively began jerking her legs hard and wide, bright flashes of pink cuntal lips could occasionally be seen along with an intriguing patch of light brown fleece.