William Cyr - The Headmaster

"Mmmmmm! Mmmmmm!" Elizabeth moaned. Caught in the middle of the sexual threesome, the voluptuous young brunette found herself assaulted with an almost bewildering variety of sexual pleasures. Betty's glorious little pussy filled her mouth with delicious feminine nectar, and Elizabeth strove valiantly to get that throbbing little button into her mouth. At the same time, Frank's pile-driving prick was driving her overheated vagina into a frenzy, while his husky masculine hands tormented her throbbing, rigid breasts. The variety of sexual sensations had a cumulative effect, raising her levels of erotic awareness to heights that she had never scaled before.

"Oh, it's beautiful!" Betty exclaimed rapturously. "My pussy's in heaven. I can't believe it! I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum!"

Realizing that his two feminine partners were reaching their sexual peaks, Frank bucked and plunged his wildly aching prong into Elizabeth's juicy vagina like a jackhammer. Draped down over her back, his hands continually clawed and twisted at her tormented breasts to tantalize her all the more. Her oven-hot snapping and puckering at its masculine intruder, the sexually abandoned young woman threw her hips around in a wild, grinding motion much like a burlesque dancer's gyrations.

"I'm cumming! Oh, I'm cummmmmiiiinnnnggg!" Betty's delirious scream was almost bloodcurdling. Totally beside herself, the distraught young woman flipped her hips up like a fish out of water, spraying Elizabeth's face with her heady female cum.

Caught in the vise of Betty's clinging thighs, Elizabeth drank in the pungently flavored juices with loud slurps.

"Mmmmmm! Ooooohhhh! Ohh! Mmmmmm! Ooohhh!" The ecstatic sounds of feminine sexual pleasure came from both young women, and Frank could not distinguish between them.

Holding himself back as long as he could, Frank finally drove his pounding cock deep into Elizabeth's inner recesses and went off like a cannon. As the thick hot cum blasted into her, Elizabeth arched her back sharply and Frank could feel her cuntal muscles coiling tightly around his exploding prick. With the effect of a vacuum she began sucking him all the way into her, squeezing his discharging penis as though it had been caught in a powerful milking machine.

"Mmmmmm!" Caught in the crossfire of the masculine and feminine climaxes, Elizabeth experienced the most intense orgasm of the threesome. Ignited by the sparks from her hotly burning clitoris, a powerful sexual explosion racked her entire body and sent waves of electric pleasure coursing through her entire being. Collapsing breathlessly on the bed, the shapely young brunette fought to recover her sanity. "Wow, I can't believe it! I can't believe it!" she kept repeating over and over again.

"Wow, that was really something!" Betty exclaimed when at last Frank untied her wrists. "Boy, when I got spanked this afternoon, I sure didn't think it would lead to this! But I still don't understand the connection between you two, and why Liz came charging in here with a gun." The pretty young secretary looked understandably puzzled.

"Well, I can't explain it to you just now," Frank told her. "The two of us will just have to bribe you to keep your mouth shut about the whole thing."

"Bribe?" Betty asked. "What are you talking about?"

"If you'll just keep your mouth shut," Frank said. "Elizabeth and I, or both of us, will suck your pussy or do anything you say for the duration, and I mean anything. Okay?"

A smile spread across Betty's face. "Well, a girl couldn't beat a deal like that, could she?" she replied with a teasing glance, first at one and then at the other.

"It's a deal then?" Frank asked.

"Sure!" she replied brightly. Leaning back on her elbows with her stockinged legs lasciviously spread, she grinned at them. "Now which one of you wants to go first?" she asked.

The disciplinary system inaugurated with Betty's spanking quickly swung into full effect. Just two nights later another roommate Linda, a pretty, bespectacled brunette in her mid-twenties, became the second victim. Crying almost hysterically and in a state of near collapse, Linda went to her fate over Frank's capable lap. Once again everyone was treated to the sight of a comely young Washington secretary being totally bared and put through her paces with a good, crisp spanking that left her buttocks a blazing scarlet and reduced her to distraught sobs.

At the conclusion of the bottom-warming, her fragile panties were declared forfeit and Frank undertook the not unpleasant responsibility of removing them himself.

As he suspected, the freshly spanked young secretary eagerly followed him to his apartment afterward, like a puppy who had found its master.

Linda proved to be so sex-starved, so man-hungry, so horny that neither took time to disrobe. Holding her black punishment jumper up over the top of her garter belt, Linda backed against a wall and Frank took her in a standing position with her stockinged legs coiled tightly about him.

The following afternoon Frank met with Elizabeth to discuss strategy.

"Since you've eliminated Betty as a suspect, that leaves only Jean, right?" Elizabeth asked.

"Apparently so," Frank replied.

"Well, she won't be so easy to trap in your little spanking game,"

Elizabeth told him.

"Oh, why's that?" Frank asked. "It seems to me that all you girls are getting turned on by the idea."

"Well, most of them think it's kind of wild and sexy," Elizabeth admitted. "But not Jean. She's the one girl who makes sure she never violates a single rule."

Frank was thoughtful for a moment. "Well, in that case we might arrange to have the two of you caught in a Lesbian embrace. That ought to serve as sufficient justification for the two of you to be spanked."

"What?" Elizabeth flared. "Do you think I'm going to let those girls catch me…" She was too indignant to finish the sentence.

"It's part of your job," he reminded. "Besides," he added with a touch of malice, "you've been showing some distinctly bisexual trends lately."

Elizabeth glared at him. "That's not the point," she told him. "The point is that it would be just too embarrassing for all those girls to catch me doing something like… like that."

"After this little venture, you'll never see these girls again," Frank told her. "Now let's do it like this. You tell the other girls that you're planning a surprise party for Jean. That'll give you a chance to be alone with Jean, and the others can walk right in on you. I'll be with them and I'll have Jean's bare ass on view before she knows what's happening."

"All right," Elizabeth accepted the plan quietly. "It'll take several days to set it up and I suppose in the meantime you can continue your disciplinary activities." There was a slight trace of sarcasm in her voice.

"I told you the girls would all go for the idea," Frank reminded her.

Go for it they did. As plans for the surprise party began to develop, the third and fourth culprits met their fate on successive evenings. The third was a comely redheaded secretary in her late-twenties, whose name was Monica. She had been convicted of neglecting her share of the apartment chores. The fourth victim was Cheryl, a blonde, sweater-girl type in her early-twenties. She had been convicted of borrowing stockings, panties and other items of personal apparel from her roommates without permission.

The two spankings followed the procedure that had now become well established. When Frank arrived on the scene, each girl was standing in the corner attired in the standard punishment uniform of white blouse, short black jumper, black stockings and high-heeled black sandals.

Surrounded by her grinning, smirking roommates each girl was turned over Frank's knee in the traditional but juvenile position.