William Cyr - The Headmaster

"There, I think that's enough shots," he remarked at last.

Setting the camera aside, he walked over to his helpless victim.

Standing behind her, he moved quite close to her, making her aware of his erection as the front of his slacks brushed against her blonde hair.

Looking downward at the well-filled cups of her brassiere pressing outward against her diaphanous blouse, he reached down with both hands and grasped her resilient breasts firmly.

"Mmmmmm!" Erica could do nothing but moan and squirm anxiously in her seat.

After amusing himself for a few moments by handling her helpless body in an intimate fashion, Frank removed the young girl's blindfold. Their eyes met and he could see the mixture of fear and excitement in them.

"Perhaps you want something in that mouth instead of that gag?" he tormented her. "Perhaps the real thing? Gags are really phallic substitutes, you know." He removed the gag.

"Bastard!" Erica spat out. "Why can't you just do something that's normal for once?"

Still standing behind her, Frank ran his hands over the front of her blouse once again. "Okay," he told her. "I want you to do something that's perfectly normal. Take off your clothes for me, as slowly and seductively as you can! What could be more normal than that?" His hands continued to fondle her breasts as he spoke.

"And what do I get out of it?" Erica asked defiantly.

"Some hot, hard meat between your legs!" Frank replied in a deliberately quiet voice. "If you got enough of that, perhaps you wouldn't have to be punished for performing contemptible acts with other girls."

"All right," Erica agreed. "Please untie me. It's uncomfortable."

He quickly untied her and put away the photographic equipment and props.

Seating himself in a comfortable chair, he leaned back to thoroughly enjoy the strip tease that Erica had promised him. Her face prettily flushed, the comely blonde stood in the middle of the room fully attired in her transparent white blouse, black-satin blouse, black stockings and smart high-heeled footwear. In his racing imagination, Frank was already progressively stripping away the various layers of clothing that covered her lush young body.

Looking confident but girlishly embarrassed, Erica reached behind her back and began unbuttoning her blouse. The movements thrust her breasts forward into even greater prominence, and Frank watched the performance intently so as not to miss a single detail. With her blouse unbuttoned, Erica removed it with deliberate slowness and slowly hung it over the back of the chair where she had posed.

Her white brassiere and frilly white slip made a vivid contrast with her black skirt, while her soft pink white bare shoulders and arms looked delightfully feminine and appealing. Although his fingers were clasped together meditatively in front, Frank was already beginning to squirm at the thought that that lush young female was actually going to take off all of her clothes right in front of his very eyes.

After posing in front of him at various angles, Erica reached to her side and unsnapped her black skirt. She pulled the tight garment slowly from her rounded hips and stepped out of it gracefully, giving him a flash of stocking top and bare thigh as she did so. She hung the skirt over the back of the chair and posed in front of him in her slip. The highly embroidered, clinging garment emphasized the lush fullness of her vibrant young body, and through it Frank could clearly discern the outline of her brassiere, panties and stockings.

"How'm I doing?" she asked, confident as to what the answer would be.

She twirled in front of him, allowing him to view her seductive body from different directions. Although her face was hotly flushed, it was apparent that she was thoroughly enjoying the opportunity of flaunting her young luscious body before the older man.

"All right so far!" Frank replied. Although he wouldn't admit it, his young pupil had him about ready to climb the walls.

Reaching down with both hands, Erica grabbed the frilly hem of her white slip and began pulling it upward ever so slowly. Frank watched entranced as stockinged legs, bare white thighs, black garter belt suspenders, pink silk panties, more smooth white flesh and her well-filled brassiere all came into view, one after the other. Erica pulled the slip up over her head, mussing her blonde hair slightly, and removed it.

The slip joined her skirt and blouse over the back of the chair, and the attractive young blonde stood in front of him attired only in her white brassiere, black garter belt, pink panties, black stockings and smart high-heeled shoes with their elegant bows. Frank's roaming eyes eagerly inspected her from head to foot, noting every detail. The form-fitting brassiere molded her full young breasts into two steep points, while the filmy pink panties left the outline of her fluffy triangle clearly on view. Above the tops of her tightly suspendered stockings her luscious milk-white thighs shimmered with erotic invitation.

Squirming in his seat, Frank could hardly resist the temptation to seize her and ravish her on the spot. Totally enthralled, he watched with fascination as Erica seated herself on the chair and crossed first one leg and then the other as she removed her high-heeled shoes. She performed the act with the skill of a burlesque performer.

Minus her shoes, Erica extended her shapely legs together in front of her and unhooked her right stocking. Frank could feel his blood racing hotly as she slowly and delicately rolled the stocking downward, black hose departing from milk-white flesh. Her bare, tapering thigh, perfectly rounded knee, svelte but curvaceous calf, trim ankle and dainty bare foot slowly came into full view.

Aware of the almost-hypnotic effect that she was having on him, Erica removed her left stocking in an even slower, more seductive fashion.

Rolling the filmy garment downward in a neat roll, she slowly slipped it from her foot and hung it over the back of the chair. Attired only in her brassiere, garter belt and panties, the buxom young blonde smiled provocatively at her older admirer.

"Well? Do you like what you see?" she asked, deliberately stalling to tantalize him all the more.

"I think you know what the answer to that is," Frank replied, trying to conceal his impatience.

Although she kept her eyes averted, Erica could feel him staring intently as she reached behind her back to unsnap her brassiere. Slowly pulling the straps from her bare white shoulders, she hesitated for a moment before pulling the cups away from her voluptuous breasts. The lusciously plump, rose-tipped mounds tumbled seductively from the cups of her brassiere, and jounced invitingly in front of Frank's eyes.

Making no attempt to cover herself, the pretty young girl smiled teasingly at him.

Standing up, she hooked her fingers into the waistband of her panties, and then paused for what seemed like an eternity to Frank. She began lowering the tiny garment with an almost maddening slowness, only gradually bringing her fluffy triangle of light brown hair into full view. With the panties below her hips, she let the panties slither down her shapely legs until they formed a small ring at her ankles. Slowly she stepped out of them, giving Frank a flash of bright pink cuntal lips as she lifted first one leg and then the other.

Removing her black garter belt, she stood completely nude in front of him. Frank's eyes eagerly drank in her entire body as she slowly turned in front of him, allowing him to inspect her gorgeous young body from every angle. Noting that her cute bottom was still a bright pink from the spanking that he had administered earlier, Frank displayed a handsome curve in the front of his slacks as he slowly and deliberately got to his feet.

"Now it's your turn to do a strip tease for me!" Erica remarked with an amused laugh.