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I stood naked in my classroom as the strict, ball-busting Principal Madeline Brown stood in the doorway, arms folded across her blouse, her blonde hair done up in a severe bun. Her glasses perched on her nose, her hazel eyes hard. Her red lips were pursed tight.

Too tight.

I was so busted.

Ms. Teller, the new teacher that I had a crush on, was busy eating out the creampie I had left in Charlie’s pussy. The black-hair girl was squirming in delight as the teacher did that. My heart pounded. I had been caught with an underage student. I was in so much trouble. This was my career over with. I was done.

“Come with me right now, Mr. Miller!” Principal Brown hissed. Her words sent dread pouring down my spine. An icy fear that sent a shiver through me.

“Okay,” I said and went to my pile of discarded clothes to get dressed. I grabbed my boxers and went to step in them.

“NOW!” she snapped. Her voice cracked through the room.

I jumped and flinched. I swallowed. Could the belt even save me from her fury?

She turned and marched out of the classroom. Naked, which made me feel horribly exposed as I left her classroom, I hurried after her. My cock bobbed before me. My heart beat with terror as I walked after her, my bare feet slapping on the floor. Anyone could see me like this. It was so uncomfortable.

In my classroom, I had been in charge. It had been my domain. I ruled there thanks to that belt or whatever insanity had permeated the world, but out here… I was away from it. I didn’t feel protected by being the “Best Teacher” any longer.

I caught up with her as she strode down the hallway, her heels clicking. Classes were over, the high school nearly empty. We passed dark classroom after dark classroom as she kept up her brisk pace. I swallowed, my mouth so dry.

“Do you know Cassandra Ruiz?” she asked.

I frowned, struggling to remember if I had. “Yes,” I said slowly. “I had her… two years ago. When she was a freshman. She was not a great student, if I recall.”

“She’s gotten worse,” Principal Brown said. “She’s skipping class, getting low grades if not outright flunking, and now I’ve caught her smoking a joint in the bathroom.”

“I see,” I said. Principal Brown had zero tolerance for drugs.

“I’ve suspended her many times, and it has done nothing,” continued Principal Brown. “All I’m left with his expulsion.”

“That’s… extreme,” I said.

“It will ruin her life.” The principal shook her head, her hoop earrings swaying. “Not that she hasn’t come pretty damn close to doing that on her own. But there has to be another way.” She glanced at me, studying me as we walked. “I hear you spanked Veronica Smythe, and you got her mother to walk out of the school with a smile instead of threatening to call the police and spending twenty minutes screaming in the administrative office.” A smile flickered on her tight lips. “You’re some kind of miracle worker, Mr. Miller.”

I blinked at that. So my belt’s power spread even to the principal. “Have you tried spanking her?”

This caused Principal Brown to shudder and her cheeks blossomed bright red. “I’ve… never had the courage to spank a student.”

But she had wanted to. I wasn’t surprised. I bet she spanked her own children. “Let me teach you.”

She shot me a look then smiled and nodded. “I think that would be the perfect way to deal with unruly students. Especially the boys.”

“So just follow my lead,” I said as we rounded the corner and headed to the administration office. I no longer felt exposed and vulnerable naked. I felt in charge. The power I had coursing hot through my veins. I remembered Cassandra as a sexy Hispanic girl. My dick hardened again.

We passed the secretary’s desk. She was putting some finishing touches up before leaving for the day. She smiled at us, and not phased that I was naked. After all, I was the “Best Teacher,” so I must be naked for a reason.

This belt that little Chloe gave me was remarkable. I had to have a long, long talk with her when she showed up for my class tomorrow. Just have her sit her fourteen-year-old cunt on my dick and tell me all about it.

Principal Brown threw open the door to her office to find Cassandra slouching in a chair, feet on the desk. She had long, golden-brown thighs that led to a jean skirt that was must barely meet the school’s dress code. She was staring at her phone, a smug smile on her lips. She knew we were here and didn’t care as we flanked her chair. She had on a tight, red crop top that hugged her round breasts.

“Sup, teach,” she said, glancing at my dick. She blinked at that then glanced up at me. “Mr. Miller. I… It’s been a while.”

Her change was palpable. She stopped playing with her phone and stared at me with a mix of fear and eagerness. Her brown eyes met mine, her bleached-blonde hair spilling about her face. She had delicate cheekbones and a small button nose.

“Phone,” I said, thrusting out my hand.

She handed it to me, her hand shaking. She swallowed. “You’re angry at me, Mr. Miller?”

Principal Brown arched an eyebrow as Cassandra slapped the phone in my hand. I then tossed it to Principal Brown who moved around her desk, opened a drawer, and tossed it inside. Cassandra swallowed, her breathing quickening.

“I’m not angry, Cassandra, I’m just disappointed.”

She swallowed and looked down at her hands. “I’m sorry, Mr. Miller.”

“You have backslid so much since I taught you. You’re ruining your life. I have to do something to stop that. Intervene. I can’t allow even one of my students to fail. So, are you going to do what I say?” An idea formed in my mind. “Are you going to accept your punishment and be a better student? A better person.”

She swallowed and nodded. “Yes, Mr. Miller.”

Principal Brown had a look of awe on her face at the transformation in her problem student’s behavior. The belt buckle’s effect, warping reality and mind-controlling everyone that I met, were powerful. My dick throbbed.

“Then strip naked,” I said. “Right now. Get that ass out of the seat and get ready to be spanked.”

“Y-yes, Mr. Miller,” she gasped and bolted up. Her seat scooted back. Her jean skirt slid down her thighs a few more inches. They were such gorgeous thighs.

I would have to recommend that the girl’s dress code be changed. No more pants. Tight shorts and short skirts were a must. Panties could be optional. But only if they were sexy panties. And tight tops. Belly shirts. Even tube tops. Maybe just even wearing a bra, if they were cute and sexy enough.

But that was for later. For now…

I smiled as Cassandra pulled off her top. She exposed a flat stomach and a black bra cupping her round tits. My dick twitched with excitement. I was so eager to see her naked. A smile spread on my lips as she tossed her top on the table and reached behind her. She unhooked her bra and slipped the straps off her shoulders.

Her round, golden-brown breasts came into view. I moaned at the sight of their teenage perkiness. Her dark-brown nipples thrust out hard, each pierced by silver barbells. I groaned seeing those. They were so wicked.

“Piercings?” asked Principal Brown.

“She’s just expressing herself,” I told her. “We should talk about amending the female student dress code. If they could express themselves, I bet we’d see their behavior change.”

“Interesting,” she said. “We’ll talk later.”

I nodded, my eyes flashing to her wedding ring. I had already fucked one married woman today. Principal Brown was a sexy MILF. Just delicious to see. My cock ached at the thought of burying into her pussy even as Cassandra undid the fastener of her jean skirt.

She shoved off the denim skirt, her perky tits quivering. I loved how the piercings flashed. The skirt fell down her thighs. She had on a black thong that vanished into her crack and had lacy ruffles around the edges. Just the sort of panties the students should wear.

The teenager shoved those off next, bending over more, Her rump plump and delicious. A peach that just begged to be spanked. She rolled her thong down her thighs and let the skimpy cloth drop past her knees, wiggling her legs to work them off before stepping out of them.

“Bend over the desk,” I said, my cock so hard.

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” Cassandra moaned. She pressed her pierced nipples and round breasts onto the smooth surface of Principal Brown’s desk. That gorgeous ass, a shade of brown lighter than the rest of her body, just begging to be spanked.

Principal Brown stared at that ass, her cheeks bright red. Her hips wiggled from side to side. She was turned on by the prospect of delivering a spank. Her hand opened and closed, her breathing quickening. She had large breasts beneath that silk blouse of hers.

“Now,” I said, putting my hand on my student’s rump. I felt the silky warmth of her skin. “You want to apply each spank with a firm slap on her rump. Alternate butt-cheeks for full effect. Let the student really feel the effect.”

I drew back my hand.

SMACK!

Cassandra gasped, her bleached-blonde hair fluttering as her head tossed. My dick throbbed as her rump darkened.

“See,” I said. “A firm spank will make them quiver.”

I lifted my hand. It blurred down at her other butt-cheeks.

SMACK!

“Mr. Miller!” she gasped, her back arching.

Peeking between her thighs, I could see her shaved pussy slit. And her clit was pierced, a silver ring threaded through the pink bud peeking out surrounded by her brown vulva. Juices coated her piercing and her petals.

“It’s okay if she gets wet,” I said.

“Or hard?” Principal Brown asked, her eyes intense behind her glasses.

“Or hard,” I said. If she wanted to spank the boys’ asses, that was her business. It was her school. “After you’re done spanking them. Reward them for submitting with pleasure. Finger the girl, or blow the guy, or you can even eat out her pussy. Or fuck her.”

“Ride their cocks?” Principal Brown asked. “Make them sit on their spanked rumps and work my pussy up and down their big dicks.”

I stared at her. “Don’t you have sons?”

“Three boys,” she said, her breasts rising and falling.

“Well, don’t be afraid to treat them like students,” I said, my dick so hard. I couldn’t believe what I had just heard. She would spank her boys, wouldn’t she? Just slap her hand down on their rumps then fuck them. She had some deep fantasies in her.

“That is wonderful advice,” said Principal Brown. “It’s my job as a mother and an administrator of this school to make sure the younger generation is raised right.”

“Exactly,” I said, my cock so hard. She was quite an interesting woman. “Now, Cassandra, turn so that your rump faces Principal Brown and stay bent over. Put your hands on your knees to brace you.”

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” she said, her rump clenching. She turned in place, swinging her head out until she was staring right at my cock, her ass aimed at Principal Brown. The naughty teenager licked her lips as she stared at my big dick.

“Now,” I said, “swallow my cock to muffle your moans as Principal Brown spanks you. Feel free to groan and suckle and do whatever else you need to do to my cock to help you deal with her spanks.”

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” Cassandra groaned and opened her mouth wide. She swallowed my cock.

I shuddered as her warm, wet mouth slid over my dick. She latched her lips around my shaft. Her tongue danced around the crown of my cock. I wasn’t surprised that she knew how to pleasure a man with her mouth.

She suckled hard on me as Principal Brown stared at that ass. Her breasts rose and fell in her blouse. She licked her lips, her eyes wild. She had this look of abject lust. Just this wild need to spank that girl’s ass. This was all the administrator’s fantasies come to life.

So buttoned up. So repressed. Now she was acting out her delights. Her hand drew back. Her fingers flexed. Cassandra suckled on my cock as Principal Brown groaned.

Her hand blurred down.

CRACK!

Cassandra squeezed her eyes shut and moaned around my cock. Pleasure shot up my shaft to my balls. I groaned at how incredible that felt. My face contorted with the delight of this seventeen-year-old schoolgirl nursing on me.

“Mmm, you’ve been a bad, bad girl,” purred Principal Brown. “Skipping class!”

CRACK!

The hottie whimpered around my cock, her ass wiggling. Her golden-brown butt-cheeks darkening from the impact. She nursed with hunger on my cock, suckling with noisy passion as the principal drew back her hand.

“Failing tests!”

CRACK!

Cassandra squealed around my dick as Principal brown drew back her hand again.

“Smoking pot at school!”

CRACK!

Those moans around my dick were delicious. My nuts twisted.

“Disrespecting teachers!”

CRACK!

“Disrespecting me!”

CRACK!

Cassandra gasped around my cock. Her entire body trembled from the hard spank that landed. Her butt-cheeks clenched and eyes squeezed shut. Tears spilled out the corners of them from the pain. She was learning her lesson.

“That’s it,” I groaned. “You have been a bad girl. You deserve this pain, Cassandra. But if you’re good…” I smiled at her. “If you are, you get rewarded. Don’t you want to be rewarded? Don’t you want my respect?”

She nodded as she kept sucking.

“And Principal Brown’s, too!” I added.

She groaned and nodded, nursing with passion.

“Yes, yes, you have to be a good girl,” moaned the principal, her voice throaty.

CRACK!

She squeezed Cassandra’s rump, making the girl groan. Then the principal drew back her hand again.

CRACK!

And again.

CRACK!

She spanked Cassandra fast and hard.

CRACK!

CRACK!

The office was alive with the sounds of her hand slapping down on the girl’s rump. Cassandra moaned and suckled. The ache swelled at the tip of my cock as the girl brought me closer and closer to cumming. To erupting into her mouth.

She had such a hot mouth, too. Her tongue danced around my crown. She caressed me. Gave me such bliss. I groaned, my balls tightening as I came closer and closer to cumming. The stinging slaps filled the air.

“Yes,” I groaned, my heart racing. “Discipline the naughty slut!”

“Such a naughty slut!” hissed Principal Brown.

CRACK!

“Yes, yes, you’re going to be good, right?”

CRACK!

The girl moaned around my cock, her passion bringing me closer and closer to cumming. Her groans hummed around the crown of my dick. Her warm, wet mouth swirled her tongue around me. She brought me closer and closer to cumming.

“Spank her pussy!” I gasped. “Spank her on the pussy to finish her off! If a girl has a shaved cunt, end that way!”

“Yes!” hissed Principal Brown. Her hand drew back and blurred forward.

SLAP!

Cassandra squealed around my cock and bucked. Her entire body trembled, tears spilling down her eyes. The pleasure shot down my shaft, her humming massaging that aching crown. My balls exploded from the delight.

I fired my cum into the squealing girl’s mouth. She bucked, Principal Brown rubbing at the girl’s cunt. I shuddered, the pleasure slamming through my body. Stars burst across my vision as I basted the slut’s oral cavity with my cum.

“She’s climaxing,” gasped Principal Brown. “She’s drenching my hand in her pussy juices.”

“Good!” I moaned. “She earned her reward for taking her spanking like a good girl. Fuck!”

My mind reeled from the rapture firing through me. All that bliss slammed through my mind. It was incredible. I loved it. I savored it. My heart pounded in my chest. My dick twitched in her mouth. I savored that wonderful pleasure coursing through me.

I groaned as I fired that last blast into her mouth. She gulped it down, moaning as Principal Brown kept rubbing at her cunt. I shuddered, my dick twitching in her mouth. My heart pumped such wild heat through my veins.

Principal Brown bit her lower lip, her cheeks were on fire. She wiggled her hips from side to side. She had that look of a woman that needed to cum. To have a big dick slammed into her. But so did Cassandra. I wanted to fuck them both.

So I would. I was the best teacher.

“Did that make you wet, Principal Brown?” I asked.

She nodded, her eyes glossy. “So wet. That was so hot. I didn’t think spanking a girl would make me that wet. A boy… God, a boy would, but…”

“So order her to lick your pussy,” I said. “That’ll tide you over until I can fuck you, Principal Brown. It’s my job to make sure my female coworkers aren’t distracted by a hot pussy. You don’t want to go home like this.”

She stared at me and smiled. “Very well. That’s an interesting technique, but you are the best teacher.”

“That’s right,” I said, winking at her while Cassandra kept nursing on my cock. “Now, order her to lick your pussy and take care of that cunt.”

“Cassandra, pull down my panties and eat my pussy,” the principal said, her breasts rising and falling in her blouse.

The girl stared up at me then slid her mouth off my cock. Drool ran down her chin. She licked her lips and turned to kneel before the principal. The woman pushed up her glasses, looking like such a sexy and dominating MILF, a hot librarian, in this outfit.

A naughty teacher about to have her first time with an underage student.

Cassandra slid her hands up her principal’s thighs, reaching for her cunt. My heart pounded in my chest as I watched the sight. This heat rippled through me. Cassandra’s hands reached higher and higher, vanishing beneath the principal’s skirt. The cloth bulged. Principal Brown bit her lip, her wedding ring gleaming on her left hand as she flexed her fingers.

Then Cassandra drew the panties down. They emerged out from beneath the principal’s skirt. I smiled at the sight. My dick throbbed as the purple panties rolled down her knees and to her calves. The moment they were to her ankles, she stepped out of them in her pumps. Turning, she sat on her desk and spread her legs wide, leaning back.

“Eat my pussy,” commanded Principal Brown. “Get that slutty mouth on my cunt right now, Cassandra. You want to smoke pot in my school? I’ll give you something to do with that mouth. Lick my cunt, you dirty whore!”

“Yes, Principal Brown,” moaned the girl, her eyes wild with lust. She was a dirty whore, wasn’t she?

My eyes fell on that darkened rump as she pushed her face into the principal’s skirt. She nuzzled in to lick and lap at that cunt. To eat out the married woman while my cock was hard for that tight asshole. A dirty slut would be familiar with anal.

I moved behind Cassandra as she began her feast. Principal Brown groaned, her glasses reflecting the florescent overhead lights for a moment. She shuddered, the schoolgirl knowing what she was doing. I wasn’t surprised.

I pressed my cock onto Cassandra’s cunt and rammed into her snatch to lube up. She moaned into the principal’s twat while I savored that hot snatch engulfing my dick. That wonderful sheath swallowed my cock. I savored the heaven of it. A big smile spread on my lips. It was wondrous in her cunt. She gripped me with such a fantastic heat.

I wanted to stay in her, but that asshole…

“Oh, god, you dirty girl,” moaned Principal Brown. She shook her head from side to side, her breasts rising and falling in her blouse. “Oh, my god, you’re just licking my cunt. Fuck, fuck, fuck! Eat my pussy! That’s it. yes, yes, you’re such a naughty slut!”

“Yes, she is,” I groaned, the girl’s cunt clamping down on my cock. “And I bet she loves it up the ass.”

“I do,” she moaned as I ripped my cock out of her pussy. I emerged dripping. “Fuck my ass, Mr. Miller! I want your cock!”

I would ram my cock into her asshole and bugger her. As I slid my cock up her taint to her asshole, Principal Brown gasped in delight. She shook her head from side to side, her face contorting with the bliss of that naughty girl’s licking and lapping.

I pressed my dick against her asshole and thrust. Her anal ring widened for me. That wonderful hole stretched and stretched in such an exciting manner. Her sphincter slid over the wet crown of my cock. She moaned as I entered her bowels.

“Mr. Miller,” she purred into Principal Brown’s married pussy. “Oh, Mr. Miller, that’s amazing! Yes, yes, just slid that big dick into my butt.”

“Sodomize the little whore!” moaned Principal Brown. “Mmm, and get that tongue in me, slut.”

“Yes, Principal Brown!” cooed the girl.

The administrator gasped. Her glasses shifted on her nose. Her head tossed back and forth. She groaned as the slut ate her out. That naughty, Hispanic delight clamped her bowels down around my dick as I sank to the hilt in her.

The heat melted down her shaft and soaked my balls. I loved it. A big smile spread on my face. I drew back my hips, savoring how she gripped me. She held me tight in that wonderful embrace. I loved every second of it.

I slammed into her bowels. I fucked into her with force. My nuts slapped into her flesh. I loved that so much. I savored that delight with all my hard strokes. It was fantastic to feel her anal sheath gripping me while she moaned her delight into the principal’s cunt.

The MILF moaned her delight. “Yes, yes, yes, Cassandra! Oh, that’s so good!”

“Make her cum!” I grunted, slamming my dick hard into the slut’s asshole.

“Yes, Mr. Miller!” she moaned, her bowels clamping down on my dick. She massaged me. “I will! I’ll make her cream my face!”

“Such a slut!” groaned the principal. Her head tossed, her big boobs rising and falling in her silk blouse.

I fucked the teenager’s ass hard I reamed that schoolgirl’s bowels. I loved the velvety grip of her asshole. She massaged me with her tight flesh. I groaned, my crotch spanking her butt-cheeks. They jiggled with my impact, the girl moaning into the principal’s mature pussy.

The motherly woman groaned. She grabbed the back of Cassandra’s head through her skirt, holding the girl in place. I loved it, the pressure building and building in my nuts as they slapped into her taint.

I would flood her bowels with cum. Her anal sheath caressed the tip of my cock. That wonderful ache built and built with every thrust into her naughty schoolgirl’s asshole. Her underage flesh brought me closer and closer to my orgasm.

“Principal Brown,” moaned Cassandra. “I want you to flood my face. Just drown me!”

“You little slut, I will!” gasped the principal. “Oh, just suckle on my clit. Like that. Oh, that’s it!”

The principal’s hazel eyes squeezed shut as she trembled there. She whimpered, her breasts rising and falling as she savored getting her cunt licked out by that naughty girl. It was quite the sight to witness. I loved it as I fucked forward. I buried my dick hard into the girl’s bowels.

I plowed into her with force, the pressure building and building in my balls. I fucked her hard as Principal Brown gasped. Her eyes widened behind her glasses. The sucking sounds grew louder, Cassandra nursing on the principal’s clit while clamping her bowels down on my dick.

“You little slut!” gasped the principal. “Yes!”

Her body shook. She came on Cassandra’s mouth.

“Drink it! Drink it, you fucking whore!” gasped Principal Brown. “Yes, yes, yes!”

Cassandra moaned, her asshole clamping down on my cock. I buried to the hilt in her bowels, nuts slapping into her taint. The girl’s anal sheath went wild. I shuddered as her flesh spasmed around my dick, nursing at me.

“Fuck!” I groaned as I drew back through her writhing anal sheath.

“Cum in me, Mr. Miller!” the girl howled, passion muffled by the principal’s twat.

“Yes, yes, flood the slut!” gasped the principal.

I buried to the hilt in the girl’s writhing asshole. Her bowels spasmed around me. I erupted.

My cum fired into her bowels. I savored how she convulsed about me as I flooded her asshole with my jizz.. I loved how she spasmed with such hunger around my spurting dick. It was fantastic to feel my cum pump into her anal sheath.

“Fuck, yes!” I grunted

“Mr. Miller!” she squealed, her anal sheath milking my dick.

She suckled at me with hunger as I pumped her bowels full of my seed. She nursed on me with such passion. It was incredible to feel her writhing around me, working out all that cum in my nuts. I trembled, my heart pounding. The pleasure shot through me.

Stars danced before my eyes. I groaned, the heat rushing through me. The pleasure slammed through me. It was exquisite. I hit that peak of delight as the naughty schoolgirl milked my dick with her hot asshole.

“Ooh, Mr. Miller!” she moaned. “Yes, yes, that’s amazing. Wow. I’m so improved.”

“Yes, you are,” I said, ripping my cock out of her asshole. “Now turn around, suck me clean. I need to fuck the principal and make sure she’s fully satiated.”

“Yes, you do, Mr. Miller,” she purred, her fingers playing with the buttons of her blouse, wedding ring gleaming.

The girl pulled her face out from between Principal Brown’s thighs. The girl licked her lips, fell to her knees, and engulfed my cock with her hungry mouth. She suckled at my dirty dick with hunger, polishing my dick clean with her naughty mouth.

“Mmm, she’s an obedient thing now,” said Principal Brown as she unbuttoned her blouse. “You have quite the way with the students.”

“Thanks,” I said, my dick throbbing in that naughty mouth. The girl suckled with such passion on me. She nursed with hunger. “Damn, she’s just sucking hard. She’s got an eager mouth.”

“Mmm, I bet she does,” the principal purred. “Enjoy.”

“I am,” I groaned, my face contorting with delight. My eyes watched as the principal opened her blouse and revealed her breasts in a purple bra. She had big ones. “That’s it, slut, polish that dick.”

Cassandra worked her tongue around my cock, nursing with passion. She suckled on me as Principal Brown opened her bra in the front. Her big breasts sprang out. They were heavy, topped by dark-red nipples. She pinched one as she watched me getting my dick polished.

“What are we going to do with her?” I asked. “Does she get any support from home? Does her father keep her in line? Or even her mother?”

“She’s in the foster care system,” purred Principal Brown.

The idea that had popped into my mind early morphed. I stared down at the girl bobbing her head, seeing that leather collar about her neck. But it wouldn’t be her father’s collar any longer. I groaned as she suckled at me with hunger.

“That’s not good,” I said. “In a foster home, she might backslide. She needs to be in a more stable home environment.” I could really do this, couldn’t I? “Someone that can train her into a career. A little late for college for this one. I’ll take care of her. Make her mine. See that she comes to class every day, does her homework, and learns a trade.”

“That’s perfect,” Principal Brown moaned, her fingers pinching her nipples. She stared at me as I enjoyed the girl bobbing her head and polishing my dick of her own asshole. “I’ll call the state and let them know that’s what Mr. Miller recommends. I don’t see why they won’t agree.”

I grinned and smiled down at her. “You’re going to flourish at my place, right? Just be a good, little slave. You’ll learn to clean houses and service me. Be my personal sex slave.”

She moaned around my cock, nodding. There was this excited gleam in her eyes. She moaned and nursed hard. It was incredible feeling her suckle with such passion. This turned her on. It turned me on. I had all these depraved fantasies I had kept bottled up.

Only bringing them out at night when jerking off to dirty stories on the internet. On SoL and Literotica. There was some hot stuff out there. My balls tightened as she suckled on me with such hunger.

“I think your dick is clean, Mr. Miller,” moaned the principal. She was my boss, so…

“Stop sucking,” I growled, eager to make a big impression.

The naughty slut pulled her mouth off my dick. I shuddered when she did that. The heat swept through me. My face contorted with the delight of it. My heart pounded as she did that. She winked at me, clearly wanting me to fuck her hard.

She moved to the side and purred, “Mr. Miller, I would love to be your sex slave. That sounds sooooo much better than going back to those dicks.”

“Language!” Principal Brown snapped.

“Sorry, Principal Brown,” the naughty schoolgirl said, standing there naked, her pierced nipples gleaming in the fluorescent lights.

I moved between Principal Brown’s thighs and shoved up her skirt, exposing her blonde bush dripping with her juices. I smiled then grabbed her big breasts. The married MILF moaned and grabbed my dick wet with the schoolgirl’s saliva.

From underage ass to hot wife pussy. What a delight this had been.

Principal Brown pressed my cock into her thick, blonde bush. The curls spilled over me. I groaned at that delight. Then I found the folds of her pussy. She dripped with her excitement. A big smile spread on my lips.

I thrust into her.

I buried onto her snatch. She felt so amazing about me. She had such a tight and hot twat. I groaned as I sank into her deeper and deeper. Her married, juicy flesh engulfed my cock. I groaned as every inch of my cock vanished into her hungry holes.

She leaned back on her elbows, my hands fondling her tits. She had this wild gleam in her eyes, her cunt squeezing about me. Even now, with my cock buried in her cunt, she still had that commanding look. That stern disciplinarian.

She expected me to perform.

To not disappoint her like this was a test.

I grinned at her and swept my thumbs over her large breasts. I reached her wide areolas and those dark-red nipples thrusting up like fat posts. I massaged them with my thumbs. Her eyes widened as I did that. She smiled with this wicked gleam in her eyes.

“Yeah, you like that, don’t you,” I groaned and drew back my cock.

She shuddered as I thrust into her. I buried to the hilt in her cunt, savoring the heat of her twat around my dick. She had such an amazing snatch. I loved it. I plowed into her cunt, savoring the heat of her about me.

She had such an amazing snatch. I groaned, enjoying the feel of her twat squeezing around my cock. I pumped away at her. I fucked her hard and fast. I buried to the hilt in her again and again. It was incredible to have that hot twat gripping me.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped, my hands digging into her tits. “Oh, fuck me hard, Mr. Miller.”

“Ooh, fuck her,” moaned the underage slut kneading her tits, her hips wiggling back and forth.

I pounded Principal Brown. I slammed into the hot wife’s juicy cunt. Her snatch squeezed about me with force. She held me with such silky passion. I groaned at the delight of her pussy holding me. The pleasure of burying into her.

I fucked her hard and fast. I plowed into her with hard thrusts. She gripped my dick. She held me tight as I pumped away at her cunt. I loved how she held me. That delicious grip massaged my crown, swelling the ache.

My balls slapped into her taint as I kneaded her breasts. She moaned, her head tossing. A few strands of golden hair escaped her bun and danced around her cheeks. She moaned as my fingers slid up to her nipples.

I pinched them.

“Mr. Miller!” she gasped, her pussy clamping down hard on my dick. “Yes, yes, that’s it!”

I grinned as I fucked her. I pounded her with hard strokes. I buried into her pussy, the pressure in my nuts swelling. The need to cum in her pussy built in me. The MILF had such a hot cunt. She clamped down on me.

I loved plunging into her massaging snatch. Her silky, juicy hole embraced my cock over and over again. I glanced at the wall, at the picture of her and her husband. I grinned as I fucked her pussy with such force.

I enjoyed Principal Brown’s hot cunt.

“Goddamn, Principal Brown!” I groaned, drilling into her snatch. “You got such a hot cunt!”

“I do!” she moaned “It’s wet and hot all the time. I think about spanking those naughty boys! Reddening their asses and making their dicks so hard for me!”

“Yes, yes, yes,” I grunted. “Do it! You’re the principal. Discipline your students!”

“Yes!” she gasped, her cunt clamping down on my cock. It was amazing to feel her pussy gripping me. “I want that! I will do that!”

I rammed into her snatch, savoring her cunt squeezing about my dick. She had such a hot twat. She held me with that tight embrace. I plowed into her pussy again and again. The pressure grew in my nuts. I rose towards that moment of eruption.

I would pump my cum into her snatch. Just baste her with all my spunk. My nuts swelled with my hot cum. The jizz neared that wild boil. I drove hard into her cunt. I loved the feel of her snatch gripping me. She had such an amazing snatch.

Her thighs held me as I twisted her nipples. Her head threw back, glasses shifting. Her moans echoed through her office. I plowed into her cunt while the underage schoolgirl watched. My new sex slave quivered there, her fingers twisting her pierced nipples.

“Make her cum, Mr. Miller,” Cassandra moaned, her eyes burning.

I winked at her and drove into the principal’s cunt hard. I fucked her with passion. I buried into her with all my might. I plowed deep and hard into her cunt. She had such an amazing snatch. She held me with that hot, silky sheath.

“Yes!” gasped the MILF. “Mr. Miller!”

Her cunt writhed around my dick. Her pussy convulsed about me. She had such an amazing snatch. She convulsed around me. She had this amazing snatch that rippled around me. It was incredible to feel this married woman spasming around me.

I erupted. My cum fired into her snatch.

“Yes, yes, yes,” she gasped, her head tossing. More strands of her blonde hair escaped her bun. “Flood me. Oh, god, yes!”

I glanced at the picture of the MILF and her husband. I unloaded my cum into her fertile depths. I pumped her full of my seed. The pleasure slammed into my mind. Stars burst across my mind. I groaned, savoring each eruption.

The dizzying pleasure swept through me. It was intense. Amazing. I groaned as I flooded her snatch with all that cum. The pleasure swept through my mind. Stars burst across my vision. I groaned with each blast.

She milked me dry.

Her hungry cunt emptied my nuts. I groaned, hitting that wondrous peak. I fired the last of my jizz into her pussy. I panted, my mind buzzing with the rapture of this moment. I sucked in deep breaths, a big grin spilling over my lips.

“Ooh, that’s so hot,” Mr. Miller,” Cassandra moaned. She stared at me with those hungry eyes. She had just such delicious ones. She was a sexy slut.

I couldn’t wait to fuck her.

“Mr. Miller,” moaned Principal Brown. “Oh, god, we have to have an assembly. After first period tomorrow. We have to announce your new program.”

“And my new dress code for the girls,” I said, winking at her.

“Yes, yes, that, too,” she groaned. “Mmm, you filled me with cum. And it’s not even a safe day.”

“You’re not on the pill?” I asked in surprise.

“After three boys, my husband had a vasectomy.” She smiled. “Well, he can hardly complain if the best teacher gave me another boy.”

“That’s right,” I said. “And tell him about your new discipline routine for your boys. My idea, of course. He’ll agree.”

“It’s really okay for me to spank and fuck my sons?” asked Principal Brown.

“Yes, it is,” I said, winking at her. “You have fun with them.”

I pulled out of her cunt and shuddered at the feel of her pussy juices dripping from my cock. I glanced at my new sex slave. “Gather your clothes, Cassandra, and follow me.”

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” she gasped and grabbed them, bending over.

She was a cute thing. I loved having her following me out of the office, my dick swinging before me. I didn’t feel self-conscious at all. I owned this school, didn’t I? We strode through the administration section and out into the school proper.

“You remember where my classroom is?” I asked as we headed down the hallway.

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” she said. “I think so.”

“Walk in front of me,” I ordered. “I want to see that cute ass swaying.”

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” she moaned and hurried out before me. She passed by me, my eyes locking on her plump rump darkened from her spanking. White jizz dripped out of her butt-crack and coated her pussy lips then ran down her thighs. I smiled at my handiwork.

We reached my office. I found my phone with a message from Ms. Teller. “Can’t wait for you to pick me up at 6. Here’s my address.”

I didn’t have much time. It was already nearing four and I had things to do. I dressed quickly while I made Cassandra stay naked. I grabbed my phone and googled what I wanted to buy. I found a “specialty” store that was only fifteen minutes from here and twenty from my home. A little out of the way, but we should make it.

Cassandra followed me to my car, still naked. She didn’t complain as she walked before me, wearing only her tennis shoes. Her ass wiggling. She was such a cutie. We headed out to the faculty parking lot where my red Tesla awaited.

“You have a Tesla,” she asked, glancing back at me. “Wow, aren’t those expensive. I didn’t think teachers made much.”

“I’m single,” I said. “Trust me, I make plenty.”

The car woke up as I got near with my phone. I opened the door and slid inside. The electric motor was already on and ready to drive, not that you could hear that. She spread her blouse on the seat before sitting on it. I blinked at that then smiled.

“Thanks for thinking of my upholstery,” I said.

“You’re welcome, Mr. Miller.” She glanced at me. “You are teaching me to be a house cleaner.”

“A sex slave maid,” I said. “If you do good at it, well, I just might keep you when you graduate.”

She quivered with delight. “You think I could really be good enough to serve the Mr. Miller.”

I nodded and put a hand on her thigh. “I really do.”

To my surprise, tears sprang in her eyes. She lowered her head, her shoulders shaking. Fear clenched about my heart. Had I messed this up? I gave her thigh a squeeze, my breathing quickening as she wiped at her cheeks.

“Did I say something wrong?” I asked.

“No one’s ever believed in me before, Mr. Miller,” she said, looking up at me with these eyes shining with emotion. “No one. Not my mom. That deadbeat asshole that ran back to Tijuana. All my foster parents. My teachers. But… but…”

“You’re going to be an amazing sex slave,” I told her. “It’s in you to serve me with perfection.”

She nodded, smiling.

“And I have to say,” I said as I put the car into reverse and backed out, the electric engines hardly making more than a whine, “your piercings are sexy. I love them.”

She smiled. “Thanks. I had to lie about my age to get them.”

I had a big smile on my lips as I drove from the school. Yes, she would work out perfectly. I headed out of the parking lot, the large screen on the dashboard showing the GPS, a magenta line leading me to our destination.

We arrived at Naughty Delights, an “adult” store in a dingy strip mall. There was a smoke shop beside it, a tattoo parlor beyond with a liquor store at the far end. The sex shop had a bright, neon sign above it, the windows blackened out.

I climbed out of the car and she joined me. She bit her lip. “I’m only seventeen.”

“It’s fine,” I told her. “You’re my sex slave.”

She nodded and hurried to me. A guy gasped as he saw her naked but I just said, “I’m her teacher. It’s fine.”

He accepted it.

She clung to me as I opened the door. For all her confidence earlier, it was clear entering a sex shop intimidated her. She clung to me and looked around. Then she relaxed. It was a pretty clean place. Packed with sex toys and porno mags and DVDs. Plus sexy outfits.

I took her to that. They had some high-quality French maid outfits. The sexy kind. The clerk watched with shock in her eyes as I sent Cassandra to find one that would fit her while I went to the collars.

“Your, uh, sex slave?” she asked me. She was a slender thing with green hair, her blonde roots showing. “I mean… she’s can’t be in her naked even if she is.”

“Yeah, she’s my sex slave,” I said. “And I’m her teacher.”

“Oh, okay,” she said. “You must be some teacher.”

“Mr. Miller’s the best!” Cassandra cried as she looked at the size of one of the maid’s outfits.

I found a leather collar, black and narrow with a silver ring in it for clipping on a leash. I snagged it and paid for the outfit she wore. After handing over my credit card, I fastened it about her throat. She quivered as I did that.

“Now I own you,” I told her as I cinched it tight.

“Yes, Mr. Miller,” she breathed, her eyes wide.

I had her put on the French maid’s outfit. It fit her snugly with a low-cut bodice that cupped her breasts in a lace decolletage, her golden-brown boobs shown off deliciously. The skirt puffed out but didn’t fall that far past her ass. It came with white stockings she pulled on. I’d have to get her some heels. The tennis shoes ruined the effect.

“You are gorgeous,” I said, smiling at my sex slave.

She beamed at me, this delight in her eyes.

I drove her back to my apartment. I parked in my space and headed upstairs. I had to get ready for my date. Cassandra looked so good climbing before me, her puffy skirt rustling, the layers of lacy petticoats beneath just so sexy.

I unlocked the door and ushered her into my pad. She looked around as I tossed my keys in the bowl by the door.

“I have a date with Ms. Teller,” I told her. “There’s frozen dinners in the freezer. You can have one. Then I want you to clean the place up. Cleaning supplies under the kitchen and bathroom sinks. Vacuum cleaner in there. I want it spotless.”

“Yes, MR. Miller!” she said.

Oh, this would be such a wonderful arrangement.

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