Confession
He looked over the pictures in the envelope one more time and smiled, that ulta conservative little girl was having sex with one of the nuns up the convent. He knew what her father would do, he would disown her, throw her out on the street. He has heard him rail enough times about homosexuals and how they are the vilest things that live on this earth. He puts the photos back into the envelope and slipped them into his draw. As he teacher, he felt, he should bring this to her attention.
That afternoon as the class was emptying he called to Sharona and asked her to stay behind. She rolled her eyes but turned her back on her friends who wandered off happily on their own way home. He fumbled through the papers on my desk as the other students were leaving, making as if I was looking for something. Once the classroom had emptied and it was just me and the little girl left, he "Ahh"ed and pulled the envelope out from my desk draw, sliding it across the table to her. "I think you might be interested in these." he said.
She looks at the envelope, brown paper one, "And envelope?" she says doubtfully, but opens up the envelope and pulls out the first picture. Her eyes suddenly go wide as saucers and she blushed a cute little red colour as he looks over at me. "Where." she says. "Where did you get these?" she asks.
I look at her and frown. "It seems to me I really should show those to your father." he says, not answering her question. "Perhaps even to the matron up a the nunnery." he says. "What do you think?"
She looks a little wild and pulls out a second photo, a lovely one of her eating the cunt of the nun. "She forced me too." she whispers, looking through the photos, tears welling up in her eyes.
"Doesn't look like force to me, especially that one where she is licking your cunt and you and lieing there, enjoying it." I say and she hangs her head in shame, looking at the floor.
Suddenly she brightens up a little. "I will do a full confession." she says. "Tomorrow." she adds, hopefully looking at me, her teacher.
He pauses, this not being quite the tact he thought she was going to take. "A confession." I muss as he looks at her. "Ok, you can confess to me." je say and point over to one of the wooden chairs in the classroom. "Bring that over here." he says.
She moves over and grabs a chair, starting to pull it over towards me when she stops and looks at me. "You are not a priest." she says.
"Bring that chair here." he says and points at the spot beside me. "I am not sure I should let you wait till tomorrow. I might have to send off these photos before then."
She pauses and then starts pulling the chair over, what choice does she really have. She sits down demurely on the chair, her catholic school girl skirt and uniform wrapped conservatively around her legs. Unlike a lot of the other girls she wears her skirt relatively long. "Forgive me father for I have sinned." she says. "It has been 5 days in my last confession." she says.
"Yes child." he says. "Tell me what you have been doing?"
She pauses and takes a deep breathe. "I have been making love to Sister Catherine up at the nunnery." she says, knowing that is what he wants to hear.
"How long has this been going on?"
She tenses a little, not really knowing how much he knows. "It has been going on for 6 months now sir." she says, going for the truth.
"I see." he says and smiles as he watches her squirming on her seat in embarrassment. "I will need some more details." he says and pauses. "Does she touch your breasts?"
She nods her head. "Yes."
"Show me." he says.
She starts a little at this, then brings her own hand up and puts it over one of her breasts, giving it a squeeze. "Like this." she says.
"That doesn't look quite right. Using your own hand." he says. "Try mine." he adds and holds his hand out.
She pauses and looks at me, worried. "I couldn't do that sir." she saids and smiles a little timidly.
"Well, I guess I will just have to mail off these photos then. I know a number of people would find them interesting, perhaps a couple of your school chums too."
I could see the fear in her eyes as she considered that. "Yes sir." she says finally and catches my hand, holding it up to her breast. I take the opportunity to give it a good squeeze, playing with her soft flesh through her clothes. I can see her tense up at the touch, not relaxing into it as I feel her up.
"Much better. I get a much better idea now." he says. "Athough, I don't think you had your shirt on when Catherine touched you, did you?" he says.
She wriggles a bit and shakes her head. "No sir." she says, trying to delay he inevitable a little.
"Take it off." he says.
She pauses and looks at him, worried, then slowly she obeys, undoing the front of her shirt and then pulling it slowly off. She reveals a fairly ordinary white bra underneath. He puts his hand back onto her breast, now only covered by a bra. "Ahh yes." he says as he feels her up through the bra. "Not bad." he says. "Although, it didn't look like you were wearing a bra either." he says and smiles. "Take it off."
She starts to cry again, a soft little sound as she reaches behind her and undoes her bra, letting her nice round firm tits bounce into view. He reaches up and captures her soft pliable flesh and caresses it gently, teasing and toying with the rubbery flesh. His fingers move up and start to lightly pinch and tug on her nipple and he is rewarded with a little tightening of the nub. "I can see why she would want to do this." he says as he plays with the flesh. "You have quite nice bouncy tits." he says
She just blushes and looks away as he teacher feels up her naked tits. "Did she touch your cunt?" he asks.
She jumps a little at the word and looks a little shocked, going even redder if thas was even possible. "Yes sir." she stammers.
"Show me." he says
She looks at him and moves her hand down between her legs, he shakes his head as she moves her hand down and she stops. Slowly, achingly, she moves her hand up to his and catches it, then pulls it down slowly between her legs, resting it on the outside of her skirt where she stops.
"I don't seem to remember there being a skirt in those photos." he says and she whines softly looking at him, pleading for mercy. Seeing nothing she stands up from the chair and slowly undoes the zip on her skirt, holding it in place not quite willing to let it drop. "Off." he says and she looks away and then finally releases the cloth letting it fall to the floor, leaving her in just a plain white pair of cotton knickers. She stands there shivering a little as he looks her over. "I don't remember seeing any knickers in the photos either." he says and she pauses, then slips her hands in each side of panties, inching them slowly down. Not knowing that doing so puts on even more of a show than if she had taken them off quickly. Finally the panties at down past her cunt and she gives them a tug down falling to the floor. Immediately her hands move to cover up her soft little pussy from his view.
He nods his head. "Much better. Now I think I will be able to see exactly what you mean." he says to her. "Put my hand on your pussy, just like Catherine did." She pauses and whines softly but slowly reaches out with one hand and captures his, moving it up and down between her legs to press against her unshaven pussy. He cups it with his fingers and lightly squeezes it. "Like this?" he asks as he plays with her pussy, teasing the soft flesh and feeling a bit of moisture produced from the soft gentle teasing. She nods her head and blushes again, not moving as her teacher feels up her pussy.
He mms and continues to play with her soft pussy while he talks to her. "I see. So it was like this? Did you use your mouth?" he asks her.
She looks around, there is no where else to look then looks back at him and blushes. "Only on her pussy sir." she says, finally.
He nods his head, satisfied. "I see." he says. "I think I have all the information from the confession now." he says, moving a finger and working just the tip up insider her pussy. She tries to move up on tip toes to avoid it but he just follows with his hand. "Now for your punishments." he says. She suddenly looks at him and her mouth opens wide, "Yes sir." she says after a few seconds.
"Bend over." he says. "And hold onto your ankles, legs about 40 centimeters apart." he says and watches as she slowly bends over, presenting her ass nicely as she holds onto her ankles, her pussy peeking out from between her legs as he looks from behind.
He picks up his wooden meter rule and moves over behind her, rubbing the ruler over her tight little ass. "VBetter not be too loud." he says as he rubs the ruler over her soft flesh. "You wouldn't want anyone else to see you like this would you?" he says, giving her a wad of paper to put between her teeth. She puts the paper in place then goes back to holding her ankles, looking up at him with a soft pleading look. He brings the ruler up and then down hard across her ass.
She groans and cries out, not too loud, biting down hard on the paper as a bright red stripe immediately glows across her ass. He brings the ruler up again and down again, hard into the soft flesh. He lands stroke after stroke, till her whole ass is bright red and starting to go a little purple from the bruising. She manages to stoically stay mostly quiet as he beats her ass until it is raw.
Once he is satisfied he puts down the ruler and nods. "Stand up straight." he says to her. "Hands behind your neck and push your elbows back." he orders.
Slowly and painfully she rises up, rubbing her ass a little as she does so before slowly moving into the position he ordered.
"Bit slow there." he notes and nods his head. "Going to have to punish your cunt now too." he says and smiles a little, perhaps that was part of the plan all along. Picking up a normal 30 centimeter ruler he rubs it lightly across the top of one of her tits. "First going to punish these for leading you astray and to do a sin." he says, he brings the ruler up and pauses, then down hard across the top of one of her tits. She starts to softly cry, biting down hard on the paper and making little mewling noises as he brings the ruler up again and lays it down hard across the top of first one tit, then the other. The red marks of the ruler quite obvious against her white skin. Once the tops of her tits were bright red and painful he catches hold of one her nipples, pinching down hard on it and pulling her tit up to expose the underside. Taking the ruler again he lays another 10 strokes onto the bottom of each tit. By this time she is shaking, barely able to stand and keep quiet. Her face is covered in tears and her tits have gone a nice shade of purple. Letting go of the nipples he lets he tits drop back down again and rubs the ruler back and forth across the end of one of them. "Now to the nub of the matter." he says and laughs softly as his own joke. He brings the ruler back and then down hard onto her nipple. She immediately crumples, her hands flying around involuntarily to hold onto her tits as she shakes and cries in front of him. "This will only make it take longer." he says as he looks down at her.
"Get back in position now." he says and pauses watching her. She shakes and cries but doesn't move, not speaking perhaps beyond speaking.
"Ok." he says. "That is one clamp on your cunt before you leave. Do you want to make it more?" he asks. "Back in position." she looks at him and whines, shaking her head. "Two." he says and she looks at him terrified, then pulls herself back up, presenting her soft tits back again to her torturer. "Better." he says and brings the ruler back again, pausing then down hard onto her nipple. She throws back her head and grinds down on the wad but doesn't try and cover herself back up again. "Good girl." he says and lands another 5 strokes onto each of her nipples leaving them painfully red.
"Up on the desk." he says, "Ass at the edge with your legs spread wide apart. Now we have to punish your bad little cunt. All it was after was pleasure and it has led you down the wrong path." he says. she groans and moves, cupping her tender tits to stop them moving as she moves over to the desk, lying down on and after some hesitating spreading her legs wide open. This is the first time any man has seen her pussy completely naked and that vunerable.
"First though, we need to clean it up so we can see your cunt." he says and grabs a tuft of your pussy hair tugging on it. "Just the ticket." he says and reaches into his desk pulling out a roll of packing tape. He cuts off a length and then puts it down over your pussy so the tape catches all of your little hairs. Holding onto the top of the tape he slowly and extrutiatingly pulls it off her body, pulling out her hairs one by one. She arches her pussy uptowards the pull but it doesn't help, her hairs still being pulled out by the roots. Once he has pulled off the tape he holds it up and shows her, the outline of her pussy hair quite visible on the clear strip of tape. He cuts off another length and applies it, pulling out even more hairs till finally he is satisfied that her pussy is completely bare. Her pussy is already bright red by this point, from the pain of all the hairs being pulled out.
He picks up the ruler and lightly strokes it over her sore and reddened pussy. "Now to punish your bad little cunt." he says and mms softly, bringing the ruler up and then down hard onto her soft tender flesh. She arches her back and her legs snap closed as the pain radiates through her body. "Back in position." he says, enjoying the way she reacts to the ruler. She whimpers and then slowly moves her legs back apart, she doesn't want even more punishment. Lightly he strokes the ruler over her pussy then brings it up and down hard again on the soft flesh, a sort of wet sound as the ruler bites into her flesh. She again starts and cries out a little, her legs slamming back together then slowly moving back apart. He smiles and brings the ruler up and down hard onto her poor abused little cunt another 3 times, making it 5 hard strokes onto her soft little pussy.
Putting down the ruler he undoes his trousers and pulled down his pants, at this point she is so dazed she doesn't quite realise what is happening until she feels his cock pressing against the entrance to her cunt, then pushing in hard and deep inside her. She yelps as his cock fills her up, wider than she has ever been filled before. Ignoring her complaints he starts to fuck her hard, his hands moving up to hold down her legs as he fucks her back and forth onto his desk, groaning and enjoying himself as she cries and whines, her abused cunt sore and painful as he slams himself hard up inside her. Finally he cums inside her pussy, holding himself up against her as he cums deep inside her poor little cunt. He pulls out slowly and cleans off his cock on her skirt.
"Get dressed slut." he says to her, picking up her panties and bra, putting them away in his desk. "From now on you are not to wear any panties and you are always to wear a skirt. Your pussy is always be cleanly shaved." he says as he looks down at the exhausted and pain wracked girl. She looks back up at him wide eyed, almost not understanding. "You didn't think that was it did you slut? What you did is a cardinal sin. I will take a while to work the guilt and evil out of you."
