Private School Discipline

"He hasn't been expelled yet. I just want you to understand just how close he is to getting kicked out of here." He grabbed her hair and turned her head back so she was looking at the paperwork. "All I need to do is hand that paperwork to my secretary and have her file it. It would be in his best interest for you to be a very good student for me."

He released her hair, and allowed h is hand to slide down her back slowly. He paused when his fingers came to the clasp of her bra. He played with it teasingly for a second before continuing to slide his fingertips down her spine to her waist.

Then John smacked her ass hard through her skirt. "That is because of your failure to answer my question." His hand rested on her ass after the smack. Then he smacked it again...once again allowing his hand to rest on her firm ass.
 
Again Erica stopped breathing when the headmaster played with a piece of her clothing and a sigh of relief escaped her when he left her bra alone. She was not hard to read at all and really had little control over her nerves.

She gasped when he hit her ass with his hand and she shivered when his hand rested on it for some time before the second hit. His touch really made her uncomfortable, perhaps even more so that the actual hits.

She was happy he left her skirt alone, as that allowed her some 'decency' at least.
 
As she continued to ignore his question, John continued to smack her ass. He was not happy that the smacks were not having the desired effect. He wondered if she was going to be harder to train than he originally thought. "Do I need to repeat my question, pet? Or do you remember it and are just avoiding answering it?"

He smacked her hard and he left his hand on her ass....then he lightly caressed her firm ass. He felt her flex her cheeks and he smiled a little before grabbing her ass and caressing it even harder. Then he reached down and grabbed the hem of her skirt and slid it up......slowly.
 
Erica hadn't realized that the headmaster was still waiting for an answer to his question and she quickly tried to remember what the actual question had been. The way he hit her ass made it very hard to concentrate and think however.

She was just about to answer his question when she felt him sliding the hem of her skirt up. Again she gasped nervously.

- "Please... sir... Don't... My husband gives me all I needs..."

She finally answered his earlier question, hoping it would make him stop.
 
He continued to slide her skirt up...exposing her patie-covered ass. He smiled as he looked at it. It was almost perfect. He smacked it hard..once again leaving his hand on her ass...this time, however, there was less material between his hand and her ass.

"Pet, you should not lie to me. There is no way that you are getting everything that your hot body wants. He may be the only one that is getting anything from you, but you need more than you get. I can tell that by the way you responded."

He smacked her ass again. Then, he caressed it firmly. He allowed his fingers to dig into her flesh through her panties as he caressed. "So, tell me the truth this time pet, and make sure it is the truth."
 
Like her bra, her panties were nothing special. She felt very exposed and really not happy with all he was doing. The fabrics of her panties really offered no protection against the hit that followed and a louder gasp of pain escaped her.

- "Please sir... it is the truth. I don't have many needs..."

She told him nervously as he kept touching her
 
"I find it hard to believe that someone as beautiful and sexy as you does not have needs beyond what your rich old man is providing you. I look at this ass, and I know it is not getting the attention that it deserves. Your firm tits, I know that he isn't paying any attention to them. He is only concerned about getting off and not about what is in it for you."

John moved behind her and spread her legs a little wider. Then he grabbed her ass and caressed it for a moment, before sliding his hands down the back of her thighs.....his fingertips brushing her silky skin.

Then he backed away from her. "Carefully look at the paperwork in front of you. Make sure you understand what is at stake. Tomorrow will be the last lesson this week. For that lesson, you will wear the sexiest lingerie that you own, and you will wear your sexiest pair of high heels." With that, he smacked her ass and dismissed her for the evening.
 
She found it rather insulting that this man pretended to know everything about her when he clearly didn't, but she was very happy the 'lesson' was over again. The paperwork indeed was a very good motivator to keep her in line, but she very much worried about what the next evening would bring.

Quickly she dressed herself and hurried out of the office. With all the ideas the headmaster seemed to have about her and her body, she wasn't sure thing would have a good ending for her. But he had remained dressed during all their lessons so part of her still had hope.
 
The next day was a trying day for Alex. He just didn't seem to be able to control his mouth...talking back to several teachers, and even making a smart ass comment to the Headmaster about how his father would take care of everything for him.

When Mrs. Wellington came in for her next lesson the door to the outer office was closed. There was a sign on the door telling her to wait. The sign also hinted that Alex had issues in school that day.

John let her wait in the outer office for 45 minutes. He decided to once again test her patience. If she was there when he opened the door, then the lessons would continue. If she was not there, the paperwork would be processed in the morning.

He opened the door to the outer office and saw her sitting there. He smiled at her... "Come on in pet. We have a lot of ground to cover."
 
Erica had indeed followed the clothing instructions the headmaster had given her. She had been walking on shoes with heels too high for driving and the way her blouse was unbuttoned gave the man a nice view on a sexy red bra. The soft material kept her nipples hard.

She had some difficulty walking on the high heels. She didn't wear them often and when she did it was mostly for short periods of time. Of course Alex hadn't mentioned at all that he had been acting up again, so the sign was the first warning she got.

Again she knelt on the same spot at the previous evenings.
 
He watched her walk in gingerly on her high heels. Damn, she looked so good. It was just a matter of time now. She was going to understand just how good the discipline was for her, and how good he could make her feel.

He watched her kneel on the pillow. He sat on the edge of the desk in front of her. He looked her over...deliberately. "Stand up pet and remove your blouse and your skirt. I want you in nothing but your lingerie and your heels."

He waited for her to follow his directions. He knew that he was pushing the envelope,but he also knew that he held all of the cards. She had a choice, albeit not much of one. She could call a halt to all of this any time she wanted to.
 
He could see her swallow. Standing up clearly wasn't the problem, other than the way her heels made difficult. But undressing herself while he watched her made her more nervous. Perhaps even more nervous than when he undressed her. With trembling hands she tried to open the remaining buttons of her blouse. It took some effort but eventually she managed to remove her blouse. Her bra indeed was sexy and he could see her hard nipples pressing through the fabric.

Her skirt required less skill to remove but still she was rather slow with it. Nerves and insecurity, although she didn't have much to feel insecure about. Her panties matched her bra and were a lot more attention drawing than the plain ones she had been wearing the previous day.

Her face was red of embarrassment and she couldn't bring herself to look at his eyes
 
He watched her closely. There was no doubt about the fact that she was uncomfortable. When the skirt and blouse were removed he said, "look at me pet." When she followed his direction, he made eye contact with her. Then he began to allow his eyes to roam her firm body. First, he looked at her tits. They were wonderful, and her erect nipples looked so suckable. Then his eyes moved lower...slowly. "Turn around so I can check out your tight ass pet."

After she turned around, and he checked out her firm ass, he got up from behind the desk and walked around in front of her. When he stood in front of her, he slowly removed his tie. "Assume your position across my desk, pet."

After she complied, he grabbed her wrists and tied them together. Then he tied her to the opposite side of the desk. Without saying a word, he walked around behind her. He let his fingertips slide over her ass as he used his legs to spread her legs wider apart.
 
Erica really had to force herself to look at the man and part of her really wanted to close her eyes when he started to check her out. She wished the fabric of her bra wasn't making her nipples so damn hard as she was sure it would give him the wrong signal. Her legs grew weak as his eyes went down her body but she managed to keep still.

When he told her to turn around, she slowly did so. She almost fell as the heels clearly weren't made for such movement and she grabbed the desk for support. She was happy it was only his tie he removed but still she would have liked it better if he had stayed fully dressed.

Assuming the position again was easier on her, until she felt how her panties started to crawl everywhere and nowhere. She was shocked however when instead of hitting her ass, he tied her wrists together. Before she recovered from the shock he was already behind her, feeling her ass and spreading her legs...

- "Wha... what are you doing?"
 
"There you go again....questioning me. You just aren't getting the hang of this..are you? Look down on my desk in case you need a reminder. I am going to do whatever the fuck I want to do, and you are not going to ever question me about it again."

His hands began to caress her ass. His fingers digging into her exposed flesh. He moved right up to the desk and he caressed her ass harder still. H loved the feel of her firm ass in his hands. Then he released her ass and allowed his fingertips to slide slowly down the back of her thighs.

Then he stepped away from her and he peeled her panties off. "Young Alex had some issues today. As I said before, when he acts in appropriately, you are the one who is going to be punished. It is obvious that you have not made him feel uncomfortable yet, but I know you are feeling very uncomfortable right now."

He smacked her bare ass....hard. After pausing for a second, he did it again...on the other cheek. He repeated this, alternating cheeks..... each time his fingers coming oh so close to her silky pussy. He continued until her ass was bright red. Then he moved behind his desk, sat down in his chair, and put her panties in his top drawer. "From now on you will not wear panties to our lessons."
 
- "Oooooh"

she moaned as he hit her ass for the so maniest time. And immediately she closed her mouth, biting her lip in the progress because she wasn't fully sure it had been a moan of pain. His hand on her naked ass, hitting her over and over again was causing more than just a burning sensation on her ass. She was starting to tingle all over her body.

When he hit her ass the last time, she felt herself pressing her ass a bit further back. Her eyes were wet with tears, but she feared her pussy was equally wet and it was a miracle the headmaster hadn't felt it.

She sighed in relief when the spanking stopped. Both because it ended the pain but also the humiliation of being aroused from it. Of course the way he had tied her to the desk was giving him a perfect view of her breasts in her bra. She nodded when he told her not to wear any panties from now on for the lessons.

- "y... yes Sir."

She answered, her voice not under her control. She waited for him to release her hands and then quickly dressed herself. Starting with her skirt to hide the evidence of her arousal.
 
He watched her dress. He enjoyed every second of it. He knew that something happened to her tonight. He felt her press back into his hand, and there was a hint of moisture between her legs as his fingers brushed through. He had a feeling that she was starting to enjoy her lessons. She may not admit it yet, but the reactions of her body told a very different story.

He fixed things in his office after she left, and he made sure everything was ready for the next school day. When he was finished with that, he grabbed his briefcase and headed out of the school. He had a smile on his face. The school was running exactly as it should and he had a pet that he was enjoying teaching.

He returned to his apartment after picking up some takeout on the way home. When he got there, he went to his closet and placed four silk scarves in his briefcase. He had a feeling these would come in handy in the near future.
 
When Erica reached her car and sat down behind the wheel, she nearly shot up. Her ass was terribly hurting after the spanking and at the same time she felt her moisture dripping down her legs. She brought her fingers to her pussy and couldn't believe how wet and aroused she was.

She ignored the feeling however and tried to come up with a way to diminish the pain of her ass, as she had to drive home. The car didn't seem to hold anything that she could use, so once again she stripped out of her blouse and placed it under her ass for some extra softness.

Then she drove home, realizing the headmaster hadn't said when she was expected to come back.
 
On Friday afternoon John had his secretary call Mrs.Wellington. When she got on the phone, his secretary put her through to the Headmaster. "Good afternoon pet. How is that fine ass feeling this afternoon? I am sure your are wondering when your next lesson will be. Well, it will be on Monday... Regular time. It will give you the weekend to think about how you felt when you were here. I am sure your mind is denying what you felt, but the reaction of your body was unmistakeable. See you Monday."

He hung up the phone and finished his work for the week. He remembered to take the silk ties out of his briefcase and put them in the same drawer with Mrs. wellington's panties. Nobody went into his desk. He was not concerned with anybody finding them.

Monday evening came quickly. That made John happy. He was enjoying teaching Mrs. Wellington, and he was excited about another lesson. He wanted to see if she would have the same reaction tonight that she did in their last lesson. He was confident she would. He left the door open for her to enter when she arrived.
 
The days were a painful ordeal as every time she sat down, she was reminded of the spanking she had received. The headmaster had been very right with his words: she was indeed very much denying what she had felt and no longer believed she had truly been aroused and wet because of it.

During the weekend she tried to talk with Howard and Alex about the boy's behaviour in school. Both however seemed very convinced that money would always be a solution to any problems the boy's behaviour caused, and Howard absolutely didn't want to hear any suggestion that spanking the boy or punishing the boy in another way might be a way to correct him.

And then the Monday came again. Erica remembered she was not allowed to wear any panties but couldn't remember if the headmaster had given any orders about her bra, so she decided to wear the same sexy bra she had worn last time. Other than that she wore the exact same outfit as she had been wearing on the first meeting with the headmaster last week.

A few minutes before 6 PM she arrived in his office and again knelt down on the same spot.
 
John stood up and walked around to the front of his desk. He sat down and looked Mrs. Wellington over. He smiled at her as she made eye contact with her. "It does not seem that our discipline lessons have translated to an improvement in your son's behavior. That is such a shame. What do you think we should do about that?"

The Headmaster stood up and walked over to her. He took her chin in his hand and caressed her cheek with his fingers. "We have such a dilemma here. I think tonight's lesson will need to be a little longer. There are consequences that need to be doled out because of Alex's recent behavior."

He told her to stand up. When she did so, he unhooked and unzipped her skirt...letting it fall to the floor. Then he unbuttoned her blouse the remainder of the way and removed it from her....leaving her in only heels and her bra. "Take the bra off and never come here with one on ever again," he said, sternly. Then he ordered her onto his desk.
 
Again it was a step further to be undressed and not even be wearing panties. She removed the bra on her own and gravity had little effect on her breasts. She felt him watching her and truly had to fight the instinct to cover herself.

- "They just don't understand about discipline..."

She said before being ordered onto his desk. Again she assumed the same position over her desk, offering him her naked ass. Even though she had been denying every positive feeling about these 'lessons', she did feel her pussy open at the anticipation of another spanking.
 
He walked around his desk and allowed his fingers to brush over her silky skin..... One thigh...then the other.... Slowly over her ass......gliding up her spine.... over her shoulders.... Down one arm until he grabbed her wrist and used one of his silk ties on it to tie that arm to the desk. Then he tied another tie around the other wrist and secured that arm to the desk.

He ran his hands through her hair, smiled at her, and blew her a kiss. Then John walked around behind Mrs. Wellington. He caressed her tight ass firmly with both hands...fingers digging into her flesh..... letting his fingers explore just a little. He spread her legs a little and he could see that, despite what he was sure her head was telling her, her body was excited about what was going on, and what she was sure was going to happen.

He tied each leg to the desk by wrapping a silk tie around each ankle and the leg of the desk. He then ran his fingertips up the back of each thigh and over her ass. "They don't understand about discipline, but you do...don't you pet?" With that, he smacked each of her ass cheeks lightly.
 
Erica felt both warm and nervous when the headmaster tied her arms to the desk. It was a strange sensation to be without control and unable to defend herself against his touches.

- "Yes Sir. I understand."

She answered, remembering how important it was to answer his questions. While he smacked her ass softly, she was surprised at the way her body wished for him to 'discipline' her harder.

- "How can I make them understand... Sir?"

She then asked him softly
 
He said nothing in response to her question. He simply smacked her ass hard. First one cheek. Then, the other cheek. Smacks so hard that he immediately saw his handprint on each cheek. He caressed her ass lightly. Then he smacked each cheek again.

Mrs. Wellington's hot body tied to his desk, her ass sticking up at him, aroused the Headmaster tremendously. His hard cock pushed against his suit pants. He moved around in front of her...just inches from her face so that she could see his hardness pushing against his pants.

He paused there for a second. Then, he ran his fingertips down her back and through the crack of her ass. His fingertips brushed over her asshole and passed ever so close to her cunt. Then he smacked each ass cheek even harder stil.
 
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