Catholic School (for zoelikesjam)

[jonny1878]

Jonny, Mr Porter
-23
-not yet ordained as a priest
-handsome and in good shape
-first time teaching

St. Teresas school has a reputation for turning out good young ladies. With a combination of strict elderly nuns and equally old priests teaching all of the classes, this all girls school has a certain reputation which it is very happy to uphold for itself

Jonny has just been drafted in to cover for a vacancy for an english teacher and has just met the headteacher before getting ready to go teach his first class. He has been warned that this final year class can be a bit of a handful by St. Teresas standards but from what he has heard about this school that does not worry him.

I sit behind my desk and wait for the moment the bell will go and my experience in this new place will start

 

[zoelikesjam]

Eloise Byrnes
18
Recently transferred to St Teresa's due to her parent's wanting better education for her. She is friendly and innocent.
Red headed, and curvy she attracts lots of unwanted attention from boys...another reason her parent's had her transferred to this boarding school.

OOC.I will put up my post tomorrow for you, Only on for a few moments this evening and I don't want to rush my post! xxx

 

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I had settled into St.Teresa's well. Having been here for four weeks now, I had made plenty of friends, and quickly become high up in most of my classes. As I walked towards my favourite class, musing over my day, I heard my name being called

"Eloise!" Catherine cried, panting as she caught up with me, her bag swinging on her shoulder, books in her arms "Eloise, Did you hear about Father Michael?"

"No, why, whats happened?" Father Michael was one of my favourite teachers/Fathers her at the academy.

Catherine sighed "He's been taken to hospital, really sick" Her face was stricken, and I imagine it mirrored mine "I heard we have a new Father teaching us from now on"

"Oh!" I said quietly "I do hope he is okay. I wonder why we have a new teacher so fast, and not just another one of the Fathers or Nuns taking over for a while"

Catherine shrugged, "I don't know. What I do know though is that the new Father is apparently very good looking"
I sighed. All Catherine ever thought about was boys. The current mixer we had coming up with the boys school had had her on tenter hooks for weeks, choosing clothing and accessories.
"Don't be so silly Catherine. He's a priest for heavens sake"

She blushed slightly "I know, I know"

"We'd better get moving anyway, don't want to be late on his first day, and I certainly do not want my first late maker" I said, speeding up my walk a little.
Catherine followed in silence. When we arrived at the classroom, I opened the door. Not looking at the front desk, I made my way to my chair, and started to unload my English books. Most of my class mates were already here, whispering away. The priest cleared his throat, and asked for silence,

"I am Mr Jonny Porter, you may call me Mr Porter" He said, scrawling his name across the blackboard. This caught my attention, and I looked up from my books. Mr? Not Father? As soon as my eyes landed on him I thought I was going to pass out. He was amazing. And not wearing the usual priest garments. He hadn't been ordained! I realised, with a jolt. I couldn't tear my eyes away from him, and when he sweeped the room and caught mine, I blushed furiously.

 

[jonny1878]

looking out across the class, they seemed like nice young ladies, just like I had been told. A little muttering aside they were sat in front of me waiting for my lesson to begin, probably expecting some sort of explanation about why I was here

"As you probably know, Father Michael has taken ill and has gone into hospital, I hope that he makes a swift recovery but in the mean time, I have the pleasure of teaching you"

After scanning the room and locking eyes with one girl, I noticed that her cheeks turned the same colour as her vivid red hair as she blushed.

I found myself staring slightly and caught myself, I may not be a priest yet but i'm going to be, I can't be seen to stare at the girls

"I want to get to know you so if you could stand up when I call your name from the register"

 

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I make my way through the first few names on the register, looking out for when the blushing redhead stands up

"Eloise?" i look around the class to see if anyone stands up, and when they don't I repear "Eloise, come on don't be shy"

 

[zoelikesjam]

I continued to stare at my books as he spoke. I couldn't look up again for fear of blushing. When he asked each of us to stand I nearly cried out "No way!"But that would have been insolent so I obviously didn't.
"Catherine O'reily" Catherine stood, bold as brass, recited her name, age and a few minor details. He reeled off the other girls names, and finally came to mine. I stood, shaking slightly and looked up at Mr Porter from under my eye lashes,

"Eloise Byrnes" I answered him "I am 18, Not long transferred here, four weeks ago now. I like studying, and art" I sat back in my seat with a bump and listened to the other girls continue. However, each time I looked up, Mr Porter was looking at me. My skin was permanently blushing and for once, I couldn't wait for the class to be over.

 

[jonny1878]

My eyes transfixed on this young girl, My mind was running away with itself 'why is she blushing so much' and 'I need to stop staring at her'

After i had gone through all the girls names I decided that I should probably start off the lesson "today class, you are going to be continuing on with the work that Father Michael had you working on, if you need any help then feel free to ask and you can talk quietly to the person sat with you if you like"

With that I sat down and pulled out a pile of work that I needed to mark from another class, the girls started working and a quiet murmur of quiet chat started up. I tried hard to concentrate on the marking but whenever my eyes flicked up to check the class, they always fell on Eloise

 

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After a while I stand up and walk around the class, checking on a few girls work, for now I try to stay away from eloise, keeping my distance, hoping that the thoughts running through my mind will go away, knowing that if she could see what I was thinking, she would be shocked

 

[zoelikesjam]

I continued to do my work quietly until Catherine passed me a note and nudged me

'See...I told you he was good looking'

'Shush Cath'

'You don't think so?'

'Okay, yes he is...'

"Miss Byrnes" I heard his voice bellow. "I'll take that thankyou, and you can stay when class is over"

I cringed whe Mr Porter snatched the note from my fingers and demanded I stayed.

"Thanks" I hissed at Catherine. She looked at me with pity in her eyes.
How was I supposed to bear spending time alone with him? My mind was running away with thoughts and I was mortified at most of them.

 

[jonny1878]

Seeing the note being passed, I realise that I am going to have to go over to Eloise and take it from her

I quickly scan the note and notice what is written but strangely rather than annoyance, I felt arousal. The first thing I can think is "I need some time alone with this girl" and before I could catch myself I ordered her to see me after class.

My mind ran away with me and I started to picture a number of scenarios and felt myself getting hard, I sit down at my desk to hide any sign of my erection

I notice Eloise staring at me for a while, every time i look at her, her eyes meet mine and I feel the stir of arousal inside, making every minute longer as I wait for the time I am alone with her

 

[zoelikesjam]

As the bell rang, signalling the end of class, I was almost shaking in my chair. The girls filed out and Catherine shot me an apologetic look.
Mr Porter stayed at the front of the class, opening the door. When everyone had left, he moved to his desk and beckoned me forwards.
I stood, and walked as slowly as I could to the front of the room, standing in front of his desk, I raised my eyes and looked up from under my eyelashes.

"Sir?"

 

[jonny1878]

I had spent the rest of the lesson trying to figure what to say, but i had drawn a blank. I couldn't let her find out what I was thinking, not just yet

"you think it's appropriate to pass messages in my classroom Eloise?" I asked, all the while looking her up and down, her shirt fully buttoned up but showing her curves perfectly

 

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I felt his eyes scan me, and wasn't sure what he was looking for.

"No Sir, Its not. I am very sorry" I hung my head, mortified to be in trouble for the first time. I knew he was going to punish me, and I deserved it, but I was terrified of the consequences having never been in trouble before. I cursed Catherine silently. I held my tongue, wanting to beg forgiveness, but knowing it would do nothing to help my case. I knew by now Catherine would have spread the news that I had gotten into trouble with the new teacher, opting to magically forget it was actually her that got me into this mess in the first place. I stared at the floor, glancing up at Mr Porter occasionally.
There was no doubt about it, he was utterly gorgeous. An image of his fingers reaching out and stroking my cheek flashed across my mind and I blushed, embarrassed with myself for thinking sinful thoughts.

 

[jonny1878]

This being my first day, I myself was as nervous as you about the punishment, that coupled with my thoughts of you was making this situation more awkward than it ought to have been

"As you know, I'm new at the school, What punishment would father michael give you for such an act eloise?" I ask, having a vague idea of the punishment but wanting to test your honesty

 

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I had to halt for a few moments, cautious of answering his question.

"I...I don't really know Mr Porter" I flushed "I have never been in trouble before!" I bowed my head and stared at my hands, twisting at my waist "However, I do know a few girls that had been punished by him" Oh god, I thought. I wasn't saying this "He used to spank them Sir" I whispered

 

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I feel myself almost enjoying how uncomfortable you look

"well if that is what Father Michael would do, then that is what needs to be done, so pull your skirt up and bend over the table Miss Byrnes"

I start to get excited now, a legitimate reason to be close to you and to see you partially undressed has my heart racing

 

[zoelikesjam]

I was mortified, and terrified at the same time.

"Please Sir!" I almost begged

"Please Sir what Miss Brynes?" Mr Porter asked me, staring into my eyes

"Please don't spank me Sir"

He ignored me completely "Pull your skirt up and bend over Miss Brynes"

I felt my whole face flush with colour as i obliged him. Slowly hitching up my skirt, i turned from him and bent over the desk. I could feel the heat of my face, and the cool breeze across the back of my legs.

"Now Miss Byrnes. When The Father spanked your friends did he use his hand? A crop? A ruler? Tell the truth now girl"

 

[ukbabe247]

Watching

Reading with intent

 

[zoelikesjam]

me too ukbabe!

 

[jonny1878]

Jonny couldn't help but stare as this innocent young girl bent herself over the desk in front of him. Luckily she had turned away from him, facing the back of the class so he could stare to his hearts content without her knowing. He stopped himself however, remembering that this was his job and this was her punishment. So he pulled his eye line away from the sight of her underwear, his thoughts away from wondering if her hair matched down there, and got back to asking Eloise what Father Michael would have used.

He realised fairly quickly that she wasn't going to answer his question, whether that was through fear or ignorance of the situation, he was not entirely sure. Either way he decided he had to make a call himself. In the space of 10 seconds, though it seemed an eternity in his head, he decided that despite what was going on in his head, using his hand was not a good idea and he decided to use a wooden ruler.

Without anymore warning, Jonny quickly brought the ruler down onto Eloise's tender rear, his eyes transfixed by the movement of her body as it made contact.

 

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"Do you need to be punished?"

I inhaled sharply

"Yes," I said quietly.

"What have you done wrong? Have you been having naughty thoughts"

I gasped. How did he know? "Yes, yes, I have."

I could feel the flush of excitement come to my cheeks and my face started to burn, I shifted slightly in my shoes. His face was close to the back of my head and I could feel the heat of his breath on my neck.

"Yes, I've been bad."

"Do you want to be punished?"

I shocked myself "Yes."

"Say it louder."

"Yes."

"Yes, what?"

"Yes, I want to be punished. Sir"

"Punished for what?"

"I want to be punished for my bad thoughts."

I started to shake in my knees, it was happening soon now, there was a light tingle between legs the first hint of wetness no doubt.

SLAP. I felt the ruler crash down.

The sting, shot through me. I gasped. He rubbed the cheek. Then

SLAP.

The other cheek was hit just a touch harder, I gasped to get my breath. As he rubbed that cheek. I could only feel the throb in my ass, the room dissolved around me and all my thoughts were in my ass.

SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP.

All in row all on my right cheek, my eyes teared up and I let out more gasps. But now I could feel it in my groin, the tingling had grown and their was a warmth, I shifted my hips, I knew he could tell that I was aroused. He rubbed my cheek some more then, on the other cheek:

SLAP, SLAP, SLAP, SLAP.

Oh, the pain started to fill me with hotter sensations, my hips rolled, I groaned in a low quiet tone.

"You are a bad girl, aren't you?"

"Yes," I groaned the answer.

 

[jonny1878]

He was feeling drunk on power. The control he could assert over this beautiful, innocent young girl in this situation was intoxicating, he could barely control himself. He found himself speaking to her in a way he hadn't imagined he would, making her admit what she had done, calling her out on the thoughts which he had been having and he assumed she was having too. And to top it off, he was making her admit that she wanted this, she wanted to be spanked.

As he brought the ruler down on her ass, he could not help but rub it after each blow, making the most of feeling that soft flesh beneath his hand. And he was glad to see that he wasn't the only one enjoying it, he could hear her groans, see her movement and most telling of all he could see the sizeable wet patch forming on her panties, he could see that she was getting very wet. When he had finished with the 10 strikes of the ruler, he placed his hand on the small of her back, making sure that she didn't move, though he had a feeling she wouldn't move until told to anyway. With her held in this compromising position, he gently brought the ruler down to rest between her legs, applying just enough pressure that he knew she would feel it pressing through her underwear, teasing her by being so close to what she clearly wanted

 

[zoelikesjam]

OOC. Jesus I am wet ust thinking about this story!

IC

I felt the ruler press between my legs, his hand on my back holding me in position and I squirmed under his hold.

What was he going to do to me? I had no idea, but the sensations I was feeling were immense.

Mr Porters hand moved down from the small of my back, skimmed my bottom and finally rested between my legs.

I shifted slightly, all the better to feel his hand pressing gently against my crotch.

I waited...

 

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For just a moment or so, he continued as he was, his hand with the ruler pressing slightly against her crotch. He could see her trying to grind herself against his hand, even though she was doing it subtly because she didn't want it to be noticed. He flashed a glance over to the door to check that nobody was looking in, he was glad to see that the other students and the staff were leaving them in privacy.

He reached around, running his free hand up her body, making a show of stopping at her chest and deliberately rubbing against her breasts. His hand eventually came to rest on her cheek and he pulled her back towards him, simultaneously pulling her upright so he could whisper to her, whilst also making her press her crotch against his hand even more. He leaned in close, breathing on her ear before he whispered,

"That is your punishment complete Miss Byrnes , I trust you won't misbehave again". He moved his hand from her crotch now but kept his hand on her cheek, holding her close to him.

"That is, unless you're such a bad girl that you want more of this punishment. Next time you misbehave, the punishment will be even more, interesting" he said, his mouth inches from her ear. He then let her face go, allowing her to stand up straight, making sure to push her skirt down again for her and getting another feel of her ass as he did.

"You may leave Miss Byrnes, I will see you for class tomorrow"

 

[zoelikesjam]

For weeks Mr Porter didn't so much as look at me. I felt desolate. Empty.

Catherine and I were getting ready for the Mixed social, with the boys school. She knew something was wrong and had sprung upon me that she had set me up on a date. I wasn't looking forward to that.

I pulled on my green ball gown and looked at myself in the mirror.

I looked stunning. My long red curls were sweeping down my spine, my eyes were sparkling and i had applied a little bit of makeup.

We walked arm in arm into the school hall, and Catherine introduced me to two boys from St Matherston's school for boys. They weren't bad looking, but no patch on Mr Porter.

The night whittled away, and the boy, Jonathon, was pleasant enough. I spotted Mr Porter over bythe punch, supervising the social, and immediately I felt pure rage at his treatment of me. To touch me, then ignore me was nothing more than spiteful.

Grabbing Jonathon's hand, I dragged him, shock evident on his face, outside

"I want some fresh air" I said to the question obviously on his lips.

We walked around the grounds, he held my hand, it was all very lovely. We stopped by the pond, and pushing me gently up against the wall, Jonathon started to kiss me gently. It was okay, perfectly nice. But nothing like my recent fantasies. His hand slid down from my shoulder to my chest, when suddenly he was wrenched off me.

Mr porter stood, anger evident on his beautiful face. I trembled.

"YOU" He shouted at Jonathon "Get back in there and report to Priest Haslow. I don't want you anywhere near the girls for the remainder of this party do you understand me boy?!"

Jonathon nodded, and scarpered faster than i would have believed possible.

Turning to me, his face red with rage, he gripped the top of my arm, and started dragging me back to the main school. Not, I noticed, towards the hall to report me to the nuns, but towards the English block. He let me go and I stumbled slightly

"I Want you in my office, now" Mr Porter almost whispered "I will be with you shortly"

I nodded and, hitching up my dress, I ran towards his office with tears running down my face. Boy was I in trouble.