Erika The headmaster Slut

Erika had been a wild child, always getting into trouble. Her parents tried everything, grounding her, taking away her cell phone, cutting her allowance to a bare minimum, but nothing worked. In desperation, they turned to a boarding school that had become well known for taming wild teens. The school was happy to take her on, and before her first class, she met the headmaster, Mr. Smith. Her insolent gaze earned a steady, steely glare of hardness from his eyes, and her insolent attitude slipped a bit.

“Miss Taylor, I hope you know that your insolence will not be tolerated,” he told her in his clipped British accent, “I would advise you to straighten up, and obey the rules we have set down. If so, you will find our school and your stay here, quite pleasant. If not, I will deal with you personally!”

She hated having to wear the school girl uniform of white blouse and plaid pleated skirt, and it was all too easy for her to slip back into her old habits, she had perfected her trouble making ways over her 16 years, and the time came when the headmaster ordered her to his office, just after classes had ended for the day. When she entered his office, he locked the door.

“Miss Taylor, I thought the day would come when I had to deal with your attitude. Now, we do not beat around the bush, we are going to punish you. Drop your panties Miss Taylor, you are going to get caned!”

Erika gaped at him, he gazed back at her with that same steely eyed glare, and she came to the realization that she had no choice, she was locked in, the headmaster would handle no defiance, in this setting he ruled, and the school administration, with the glowing recommendations the school earned for being able to handle the trouble makers, gave him full latitude to enforce discipline as he saw fit.

She reached up under her skirt, and with a tug, her panties were on the floor.

“Bend over and grab your ankles, Miss Taylor.”

Trembling, she did so, Mr. Smith took his cane, and walked over. Flipping up her skirt, the glory of her naked ass was revealed, smooth, soft, white cheeks, so perfectly formed. Erika’s face was flaming red with the shame, she felt totally humiliated.

He could feel his cock grow quickly, and he opened his pants to let his eager cock grow unrestricted.

“Brace yourself, Miss Taylor.”

He drew back his arm, and landed a blow on her ass. Erika howled out in pain, as her ass lit up with the sting from the cane. She barely had time to even attempt to adjust to the hurt, as another stroke of the cane was delivered. That drew a full throated howl of pain from her, and Mr. Smith caned her ass over and over, her shrieks filling the room, his cock throbbing eagerly as he watched the white cheeks take on a dark crimson glow, the red marks of the cane strokes crisscrossing her ass. Mr. Smith delivered six strokes of the cane, where he was from in England, it was known as “six of the best”. After the 6th stoke, and the 6th howl of pain from Erika, he dropped his trousers completely, his cock was rock hard and ready. Erika was about to find out how much latitude Mr. Smith would take.

“Stay right where you are Miss Taylor, keep your hands around your ankles.”

Stunned by the caning, with the burning fire of her well whipped ass cheeks, she did exactly as she was told. He put down the cane, stepped up behind her. Slipping his hardness against her, he gripped her hips tightly and shoved it in, in one huge thrust. Erika had been so stunned by the caning, she didn’t know what was happening until Mr. Smith’s cock was halfway up her. He drove his hard, eager 9 inches in, his hips smacked against her freshly beaten cheeks, Erika howled loud from the double barreled blow of her throbbing ass getting slammed, and her dry cunt getting fucked. She grunted as his cock slammed in, stretching her out, she was no virgin, but she wasn’t some whore either, and Mr. Smith grunted with pleasure as he felt his cock stretching open the walls of her tight teen cunt. He drew back and rammed it home again, earning another grunt from Erika, then he was in a rhythm, driving his cock in right to the balls, over and over as she endured his thrusts.