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Chapter 8
Kylie waited in the principals office. There were no chairs on her side of the rooms desk, so she stood nervously with her legs clamped together. Ms Fitzgerald entered and locked the door behind her. She sat down in the rooms lone chair and crossed her legs.
“Stand up straight Miss King, and put your hands on your head.”
Lisa Fitzgerald had been thinking about this moment all day, but she still hadn't decided what to do. She had fucked many more than her fair share of students, but never a girl as young as Kylie. She had sucked off a few thirteen year old boys, and even engaged in some kissing and petting with thirteen year old girls, but Kylie seemed different. For one physically, she looked younger than any child Lisa had yet molested. She was also by far the most gorgeous, and Lisa suspected the smartest. She could see the fire of intelligence burning hot behind her eyes.
Kylie stood awkwardly as she was bade. Lisa got up from her chair and carefully examined her student before talking.
“I would like for us to be friends Kylie. Would you like that?”
“Miss. I just want to keep my head down and do my time here.”
Lisa laughed. “You speak as if you were in a prison.” Lisa paused in thought. “Perhaps that is a good metaphor after all. If this is the prison then that makes me the warden doesn't it?”
“Yes Ma'am.”
“And as the warden I can make your time here far more enjoyable. I can protect you from the inmates and keep the guards off your back. Do you know who they are?”
“Yes Ma'am I follow you.” Kylie could tell Miss Fitzgerald was selling something, but she wasn't sure what she could possibly expect in return.
“So I ask again, would you like to be my friend Kylie?”
“Yes Ma'am.”
“Very well strip, and place your clothes in that box.” The small principals office also held the teachers stationary cupboard, and right now a number of partially unpacked boxes. Thanks to the extreme decibel level of most of the classes, the office, and the principals office were close to soundproof.
“But Miss...”
“You are a bright girl Kylie. I am sure you understand that if I can make things pleasant for my friends I can also make things unpleasant for those who won't be my friend.”
Kylie had no idea what to expect. She understood better than most the power that a tyrant in a position of power can bring to bare on their enemies. Grudgingly, Kylie began to undress for her leering principal.
“Socks and shoes too my little fairy. I want to see all of your pretty skin.”
Kylie stripped the last of her garments and stowed them away in a cardboard box.
At the same time, Lisa had been undressing. Under her power suit, she wore long black stocking attached to a lacy garter belt. She wore a matching bra and a sexy black waist cincher. Lisa threw Kylie a delicate brightly coloured light piece of material. At first Kylie thought it was a kite, but it turned out to be a set of fairy wings. Kylie slipped the invisible strapping over her shoulders and became a naked fey.
Lisa sat back down and put a leg up on her desk. She motioned for Kylie to come over. Kylie walked gracefully as she could around the desk and knelt before the open pussy.
Without being asked, Kylie thrust her face into her principals sex. She instinctualy held her hands together behind her back, pretending she was cuffed and being forced into this lesbian affair. Her pussy was dripping and sweaty.
Jack had made Kylie observe cunt licking as well as cock sucking. Kylie drew from a long list of memorized tricks. She licked and sucked and pulled on her principals lips gently. She used her tongue as a small cock and fucked the drooling hole.
Lisa was surprised by the expert cunnilingus and struggled to remain silent. As she reached her peak, she ensnared her little fairy with her long black legs. She imagined herself a cruel spider tormenting this delicate child. Her legs crushed Kylie against her sex. As Lisa came, there came a knock on the door. For the first thirty seconds, neither her or Kylie responded. Lisa was blissfully ignorant of the real world during her orgasm, and Kylie's ears where muffled by her powerful thighs.
Lisa released Kylie, and Kylie came up gasping for air. Her makeup was ruined, and her pretty face dripped cunt juice. Lisa forced Kylie under her table as she quickly buttoned her shirt.
“Enter.”
Kylie huddled under the table, extremely conscious of the smell of sex in the air. It was after all dripping from her nose and face. Kylie could hear Emma Chamberlain, in tears.
“Oh Lisa they were absolute monsters.”
“Miss Fitzgerald please.”
“Uh, yes Miss Fitzgerald. The students walked all over me. I couldn't get them to do anything. I tried some strategies I had read about but nothing worked.”
“That's because you are a bad teacher. Isn't it Emma.” Kylie could see Lisa signaling her to continue under the desk.
“Yes Miss Fitzgerald.” Emma sobbed.
“None of your student's did any work today. Should I punish all of them?” Kylie dared to take long licks up and down Lisa's spread snatch.
“No Miss. That wouldn't help, it was all my fault.”
“Your right, which is why I am going to punish you.”
Emma stood with her hands crossed in front of her, and dropped her head in defeat.
“Turn around, bend over, and pull that ridiculous skirt over your head.”
Emma didn't even complain. Even Kylie recognized she screamed submissiveness.
Lisa was loathe to leave her little fairy and her exquisite tongue, but she managed to pull herself away. Lisa didn't even bother pulling on her pants, as Emma could see nothing through her skirt. She strode around the desk confidently and stood with her legs wide and her dripping pussy on display.
Emma wore ugly cream full bottom panties, they were not at all flattering.
“Oh dear. Here is one of your problems.” Lisa said as she stroked the crotch of the panties. “Children can smell weakness. You need to know you are better than them. You must keep secrets from them and draw strength from that knowledge. Tomorrow I want you to come to school in a g-string. You will find the feel of it under your skirt, and the knowledge that your student's are none the wiser, will make you more confident. You do own a g-string don't you?”
“Yes Miss Fitzgerald. One.”
“Well It better be a nice one or you will be wearing no panties at all. Is that clear?”
“Yes Miss Fitzgerald.”
Kylie could hear scissors at work, and knew knew Lisa was cutting away the offending panties.
“Ugh whats this? What decade is this Emma, do you not even trim this bush?”
“No Miss Fitzgerald.”
“No wonder you lack confidence. Tomorrow I want to see this shaved, an your legs and armpits as well. This isn't a zoo.”
“Yes Miss Fitzgerald. I will trim it for Tomorrow I promise.”
“Do you have hearing issues Emma? I said shave it. Bald. Like a little girls. You are still a little girl after all.”
“I am twenty one miss.”
Whack!
“If I wanted to know how old you are I would have ordered you to tell me. Do you understand me Emma?”
“Yes Miss Fitzgerald. Loud and clear.”
Kylie could hear Emma's breathing quicken.
“Ah I thought I saw a glint of metal. Are your nipples pierced too.”
“Yes Miss Fitzgerald.”
“Let me guess, a boyfriend made you do it?”
“Yes Miss Fitzgerald.” Emma wiped her face on her skirt. Was it that obvious, she wondered.
“Well I better get a good look at you. Who knows what else you are hiding.” Lisa quickly retrieved her pants. “Strip immediately and place your clothes in that box.”
Kylie was getting even hotter listening to Lisa work. She pulled hard on her nipples. Kylie lay on her pelvis and brought her legs up over her back, almost to her shoulders. In this position she rubbed her crotch directly against the carpet.
While still sobbing Emma slowly stripped and hid her clothes. Lisa let Emma keep her boots on as they would take too long to remove. Lisa looked at her appraisingly. With some work she would be a hot piece of ass. Lisa had not even bothered to retrieve her pants, and Emma had not balked at the sight of her redheaded principal mostly naked from the waist down.
Kylie heard the spanking begin. She did not hear the whispered instructions, but after the first ruler stung Emma's bottom, Kylie heard her say, “Thank you Miss Fitzgerald.”
Kylie rolled her eyes and gyrated her snatch against the carpet like a bitch in heat. She came, panting, as she listened to the spanking, leaving a small wet stain under her principals desk.
A knock on the door interrupted the spanking, and Kylie heard quick shuffling. Lisa hide Emma behind the door and returned to her desk. As she sat she removed her pants and summoned her dirty fairy.
Hesitantlt, Kylie returned to cleaning her Mistress' wet cunt.
“Enter.”
“Lisa, are the children always this... bad?”
“Yes, if they aren't properly controlled, and it's Miss Fitzgerald.”
“Ok. Well do you have any advice?”
“Yes. Be firm with them. Better you get one tiny piece of information across by the end of the class than just spend an hour shouting into the wind while they ignore you.”
“I think I'm trying too hard to stick to my lesson plans.”
“You are Michelle. If you can get them all seated, keeping their hands to themselves and quiet for even five minutes at a time within two weeks that's a good start.”
“Thank you Miss Fitzgerald. I guess I was aiming too high. Oh, and it's Mrs Dee.”
Kylie could hear her father's fuck buddy leave. Emma came out and Kylie did her absolute best to make it hard for Lisa to properly scold the naked first year teacher.
“You didn't call her a bad teacher.” Emma complained.
“That's because she isn't a bad teacher, just out of her element. You on the other hand, were never meant for this profession.”
“I'm starting to think your right.”
“Kneel.”
Emma knelt without thinking.
Lisa got up and walked out in front of her desk with her pussy still on display. She walked up to the kneeling goth and pressed her cunt against her face.
“Please Miss Fitzgerald...”
“If you want me to help you, you can help me. Put that tongue stud to work you little slut.”
Kylie could hear Emma crying and licking halfheartedly.
Kylie fucked herself with her fingers, making loud squelching noises. Kylie rolled on her side and stuck two fingers up her pussy and another in her behind. The delicious sounds of sucking and slurping were a powerful aphrodisiac on her warped mind.
When Lisa came again, she fell back against her desk. “You may go now Emma, but I will see you bright and early tomorrows morning for a private inspection.”
Kylie giggled quietly at the double entendre.
Kylie crawled out from the desk when Emma had finally gone.
“You were wonderful little fairy.” Lisa picked Kylie up by her slender waist and spun her about. Lisa was surprisingly strong.
“Thank you Miss Fitzgerald. Can I please go home now?”
“Not just yet.”
Lisa retrieved a digital camera and spent the next ten minutes taking pictures and video of her naked little sex fairy.
When they were finished Lisa sighed and remarked. “I wish I could put you in a box and take you home, but I suspect your father would miss you when it came time for his next blow job.”
Kylie was stunned. She knew!
“How did you know about that?” Kylie was worried Lisa would inform the authorities and have her dad locked up.
“I've been a teacher for eight years. You get good at spotting the sign's. Plus I know what to look for. Your uniform is on the border of acceptable and your panties are slit down the front. Furthermore, I can see your ass and less recently your breasts have been beaten hard. Plus when you came to school this morning I smelled cum on your breath.”
“Are you going to report it?”
“No. You are old enough and smart enough. You know what is happening to you is wrong, but you don't report it. I figure you either don't want to destroy what' left of your family, or you are starting to enjoy it. Probably both.”
Kylie slumped to the floor and held her naked knees against her chest. “I'm sick, and a coward.”
“It's better to feel pleasure than pain isn't it?”
Kylie nodded mutely.
Lisa, still scantily dressed began getting Kylie's clothes out of the box for her. “I will tell you a secret if you promise not to tell anyone. I was raped by my father when I was your age. At the time it fucked me up, but looking back it was the best thing in the world for me.”
Kylie looked unconvinced.
“I'm serious. It gave me a desire for freedom, and a fighting instinct. You may take your father into your mouth whenever he chooses, but you remember it is your mouth. You can always say no, but you know what would happen. Still, you have a choice and that is important. Emma doesn't have a choice. You know what's happening to you is wrong and someday it will end, she lives where you are now. I could have ordered her back to my house and had her sucking my pussy for the rest of the night, but then I would have to deal with her constant neediness,”
Lisa helped Kylie to her feet. “Just survive it my little fairy. There is always hope.”
“I think I'm going to get sent to the principals office a lot.” Kylie smiled.
“Ah yes that reminds me.” Lisa went to her desk and scrawled a note. “Give this to your father the moment you get home.”
Kylie held the note in both hands. “What is it?”
“I explained you were rude to me in class and he should give you a few good whacks on the bottom.”
“Thank you Miss Fitzgerald.” Kylie sighed. “Miss Fitzgerald, may I please have my panties back.”
When Kylie got home, she sat on the front step of her house and waited for her father to arrive. She knew he could be a few hours, but he would never trust her with a key to the house. Kylie pulled out one of her textbooks and started reading. She was hungry, but after her time in the principals office, the itch between her legs did not bother her.
It was dark before Jack arrived and Kylie's legs were freezing. She raced over and kissed him on the lips as he groped her behind.
When they went inside Jack was not happy about the note from Miss Fitzgerald. He was also unhappy with the state of Kylie's panties.
“Did you even try to masturbate in school?” Jack asked her as if not doing it was unthinkable.
“Yes Sir. That's why I got in trouble.”
“You had hours just waiting for me to get home, you could have masturbated then.”
“I'm sorry Sir I forgot.” Kylie did not want to tell him about her sex with Lisa. It was private and special.
Jack placed ten fresh welts across Kylie's rump, the lower two lines would be visible under her skirt.
Kylie cried as Jack sat her on his naked lap in front of the tv. They began their usual open mouthed kissing, but this time Jack kept his child's legs spread wide open. While they tongued, he rained down slaps on her sweet vagina.
Tongue slurping and wet smacking filled the room. It was not long before Kylie's pussy was red and swollen and she fell from her father's lap rolling in agony. Jack left her there to go dump his cum in Michelle.
He didn't even ask for a blow job. Kylie crawled to her bed and cried herself to sleep.
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