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used."
She didn't reply but rubbed with both hands at the angry red
welt forming on her buttocks.
"Stand still," he shouted, "hands by your sides and head
up."
She complied, arching her back and standing like a soldier at
attention. Her body jolted under the next cruel lash of the cane
that stung at the top of her buttocks, slicing down from above to
cut painfully across both at cheeks at the same time. The woman
began to cry, tears ran down her cheeks, streaking her mascara in
long black lines.
The cane sliced hard in again and again.
Thwack.
"What are you?"
whack.
"Aaaah, A school teacher," she uttered defiantly.
Swish - thwack.
"What are you?" he repeated.
The woman hung her head and sobbed, her shoulders heaving as
she cried her misery. Her head hung down and the volume of her
sobbing became louder, her body jolting under the impact of each
hard lash. Her backside had turned a reddish-mauve under the brutal
lashing. Finally she broke, blurting out her words in an effort to
avoid further punishment.
"A slut, I'm a worthless slut."
Thwack.
"That you are, bitch.
Whack.
"And a little whore."
"Yes, a whore and a slut but please...ouch!"
A last he relented and paused, his throbbing cock pressing
uncomfortably against the insides of his trousers. The headmaster
was panting hard in his excitement, his face flushed and eyes
blazing sexual need.
"Take the rest of your clothes off but leave the shoes
on."
The woman bore the sting of the cane on the outsides of her
thighs, the ceaseless cutting lashing continued as she removed her
bra and then slipped her panties down to her ankles. She kicked
them aside and then once again stood to attention as was required
of her, whilst he beat at her thighs alternately. Naked and proud,
she flinched only now as the burning pain warmed her outer thighs
and radiated down into her muscles.
He could sense her excitement through the pain, it added to
his own to raise the level of sexually charged thrill higher still.
The bitch was building, heading toward an orgasm as she stood naked
and crying whilst he beat her. He had been right in his judgement
of her, she was every bit a slut but better still, she was a
submissive slut.
"Walk," he commanded and lashed at the backs of her
legs.
The woman began walking, in long loping strides with her head
up and back straight. She proudly displayed her body, her jiggling
breasts and rolling hips, the fact that her hairy covered pussy was
now fully on displayed seemed to add to her own
excitement.
"Turn," he instructed.
She did so, facing him now and shuddering as the waves of
pre-orgasm gripped at her insides. The woman tottered unsteadily,
her eyes half-closing as her climax rushed toward her. The savagely
hard swipes with the cane to her already bruised and beaten
backside seemed now to have little effect on her, sexual pleasure
overcoming even pain. Her legs tensed, slowing her walking, and
stiffening her thighs to seem as though she wanted to pee. She gave
a great sigh as the thunderous jolts of pre-orgasm gripped her and
she cried out. Her head threw back and her hips thrust forward, the
woman screamed as she came. She stood as she was, her naked body
jerked and convulsed like a puppet on strings as the tremors tore
through her.
The effect that the sight of her in orgasm had on the
headmaster was profoundly thrilling. He dropped the cane and ripped
at his trousers in heated urgency to free his pulsing erection. In
two long strides he was behind her, pressing is hard cock into the
warm firm cleft of her buttocks. One hand gripped her hair and
pulled her head back onto his shoulder, the other hand circled
around her front to cup her pussy and to rub frantically at her
hard clitoris.
The young woman cried out as she was lifted onto tiptoe, the
head of his cock slipped up between the backs of her thighs and up
into her wet pussy from the rear. Her whole body was bucked and
jolted upward as he lunged frantically into her, ramming his