Private School Discipline

It took a while before all his seed was washed away from inside of her and all the time the headmaster seemed to enjoy to touch and tease her body. Erica loved the way she felt used by him, but she hoped her husband wouldn't see the bite mark he had left on her body.
 
He walked into the locker room and grabbed two towels. When she was finished he wrapped a towel around her and dried her hot body. He handed it to her to finish the job. When she was finished drying off, he took the towel from her, grabbed her hand, and walked her back through the school.....still naked.

When they got back to his office, he watched her dress....periodically allowing his hands to touch her breasts, ass and pussy. When she was finished dressing, he smacked her ass and said, "I'll see you tomorrow."
 
All clean and dressed again Erica left the school building. Already doubts were rising about what had happened, but there was no denying how eager she was for the next evening to come. Of course it would get harder and harder to hide things from Howard as she had been gone every single evening except for the weekend, while normally she was always home.

She wasn't sure what she would say, how she would explain herself, but she knew this had to continue. She wanted it to continue
 
The headmaster dressed and headed home. He was extremely happy with the way the evening had gone. He came to realize that she needed it even more than he had realized. Her desire to continue the evening in the shower told him that the transformation was complete.

He had her, and would have her in many ways.... ways she may not think about, but they were ways she would ultimately experience. He wondered what excuses she would use to get out of the house. He also wondered how often she would want to meet. He was happy with his pet. He was excited about where it was going.
 
The next day Erica arrived back at his office. For her it almost seemed as if the complete world had changed, but the people around her still acted the same. Howard didn't notice her arousal, didn't ask about her evening and without any troubles she had managed to leave.

This time she unbuttoned her blouse completely before entering the headmaster's office and knelt down at her spot.
 
John looked up and saw mrs. Wellington on her knees in front of his desk. He looked back down at some paperwork on his desk and ignored her for several minutes. She probably wasn't going to be very happy tonight. Tough shit.

The Headmaster then stood up, walked around his desk and sat on the edge of the desk, directly in front of Mrs. Wellington. "Your little brat had quite a day. That is very unfortunate for you. Stand up."

John waited until she stood up, and then gave her a card. On it was the name of a fancy hotel outside of town. "You will make reservations for us at that hotel. You will get us a room every week night for the next two weeks. You will be there by 4pm every day. In addition, you will speak to your husband. The school's endowment will need a rather sizable contribution in order for your spoiled brat of a kid to remain here. You will bring that with you to the hotel tomorrow. I will call you tomorrow for the room number. Have a good night Mrs. Wellington."

He went back behind his desk and returned to his paperwork without again looking up at her.
 
Erica was indeed not happy with the words of the headmaster. She had loved the previous meeting way too much and very gladly wanted to repeat it. She mumbled an answer but most likely the headmaster didn't even hear it.

The idea of renting an hotel room for the two of them made her both excited and nervous. Luckily it was not a place that rented rooms by the hour, but it was different from the quiet and empty school building.

Getting the money wouldn't be much of a problem, Howard already expected that his money would be the solution to any of their son's problems.
 
John watched Mrs. Wellington walk out of his office. His eyes were fixed on her firm ass, and he knew it was his. Once she had closed the outer door, he gathered his things and headed home.

Although he did not fuck his pet tonight, he felt like he had accomplished something. There was no doubt in his mind that Mrs. Wellington was disappointed in not being used tonight, but she was going to get used over and over again in the future, and John knew that denying her an orgasm tonight would make her much needier tomorrow.
 
Erica had indeed managed to get a room at the hotel for the requested time period. When the headmaster called she told him the room number, and made sure she was there a little before 4 PM.

Unlike the school, the hotel was rather filled with people and Erica had the feeling they all watched her as she walked to the elevator and then to the room. The electric keycard opened the door without problem and inside she found a nice room.

She left the door slightly ajar, so that the headmaster would easily be able to enter the room, and sat down on the large two person bed.
 
It was a very uneventful day at school, and The Headmaster frequently found his thoughts drifting to Mrs. Wellington. Shortly after lunch he had his secretary place a call to his pet, and, when she was put through to him, he simply said, "what is the room number." As soon as she gave him the room number he hung up the phone.

He finished up his work and told his secretary that he was leaving early. The secretary was shocked. He had not left school before her since his divorce. Little did the secretary know, he now had a reason to leave early. When John arrived at the hotel he went to the house phone and dialed the room where Mrs. Wellington was supposed to be. It was exactly 4 o'clock. He was happy when she answered, but he did not say anything. He hung up the phone, and walked up to the bell hop. He handed him a note and $20, and asked h I'm to deliver the note to the room number that Mrs. Wellington had given him. The bell hop took the note and headed toward the elevator. John sat down in the lobby for a moment.

The note was a simple one:

I AM GLAD TO SEE YOU FOLLOWED MY INSTRUCTIONS, PET. RELAX FOR A FEW MOMENTS. ENJOY THE NICE ROOM BEFORE THE GAMES BEGIN AND I START USING YOUR HOT FUCKING BODY FOR MY PLEASURE.

He knew that she was unhappy last night, and h e believed that she was on the edge and very needy this afternoon. By making her wait just a little more he was pushing her buttons and making sure that she understood that he controlled h er pleasure.
 
Erica was a bit startled when it was a bell hop entering the room instead of the headmaster. She was happy she hadn't undressed herself and that the headmaster just used him to deliver a note and not to... do other things.

She felt the boy's eyes wander over her body before he left again and was glad when he did. She hoped the headmaster would arrive soon, as she indeed wanted to feel him again.
 
John sat in the lobby of the hotel for about 25 minutes. He read the newspaper as a cover...making sure nobody could see him. Despite being outside of the city where the school was located, there were people from all over who sent their kids to Pilgrim. He could not take the chance of being discovered here. It would not look good.

He went back to the house phone and called the room. When Mrs. Wellington answered he simply told her to undress and wait for him. After hanging up the phone, John walked to the elevator and rode up to the room. When he got to the room he saw that the door was slightly ajar. He stopped, knocked on the door, and waited.
 
After the phone call Erica quickly undressed herself and then glanced nervously at the door. She wasn't sure what the headmaster would expect of her, and part of her enjoyed his discipline when she failed him, but she wanted to make him happy and impress him too.

After some thought she knelt down on the floor, completely naked, facing the bed. She had just gotten a bit comfortable when there was a knock on the door. Again her nerves flashed up. What if it was someone on the staff, checking if everything was alright... what if...

She took a big breath.

- "Come in sir..."

She didn't turn her head to the door, but instead stayed in her knelt position. If it was the headmaster she would know soon enough... if it wasn't him she would know soon enough as well.
 
He waited at the door. He knew that she was anxious about answering the door when she was naked. after all, she had no idea whether it was him, or someone else at the door. He had already sent the bell hop up. Maybe he should have sent Housekeeping. He smiled.

When she did not come to the door right away, he knocked on the door again.....harder this time. He waited for her to come to the door. She had to learn how to totally submit to him.
 
She stood up again, as it became clear he wasn't going to walk through the ajar door. So much for her little surprise. She forced a smile onto her face as she opened the door further for him.

- "Welcome sir"
 
He stood in the hallway and looked over Mrs. Wellington. She looked as good as he remembered, and he remembered very well. She had a fantastic body and a beautiful face and, oh yea, her cunt was so fucking tight. He was in no hurry to enter. He stood there in front of the open door waiting to see if anyone would walk by the room. He was okay with someone else seeing his pet naked. He would be the one fucking her tonight, though.

He sensed her uncomfortableness, but was not in a hurry. After several minutes, in which nobody passed their room, he walked into the hotel room and closed the door behind him. He grabbed Mrs. Wellington by the throat and looked into her eyes. He smiled at her. "You need a good fuck, don't you pet? You need me to please you again and again."

With that, he threw her onto the bed....spread her legs wide, and began to lick up her inner thighs.
 
It indeed was rather scary to her to stand in front of the open door all naked. At times she could hear the elevator in the distance but luckily no one came this way. She was relieved when the headmaster entered the room and closed the door behind him, even when that action was followed by her grabbing her throat.

She indeed needed a good fuck and she nearly screamed when he started to lick her thighs.
 
John looked up at her as his tongue slid across her creamy thighs. His eyes were on hers and he could see the need in them. He had a feeling that she was shocked by what he was doing. Slowly he licked and nibbled up her inner thighs until his tongue brushed across her silky lips.

He slid his hands under Mrs. Wellington's firm ass as his tongue slowly glided along her wet pussy lips. She tasted so good, and she was so wet. Then, his tongue found her clit. He flicked it. He circled it with his tongue. Then he sucked it into his mouth and held it with his teeth while he flicked her button.....HARD.
 
Erica was truly trying to stay quiet, but she was failing miserable at that. She kept moaning as the headmaster's tongue brushed over her skin and clit. With her hands she grabbed the blanket, not sure what else to do with them. Part of her wanted to press him hard against her soaking wet pussy and keep him there until he gave her what she wanted, but of course that was not their roles.

She hoped none of the staff would walk by the door, hearing her moans and groans. She wanted so badly to orgasm again like the other evening.
 
John stopped licking and sucking. He got up from the bed and grabbed Mrs. Wellington's wrists and tied them to the headboard. Then he grabbed her ankles and tied her legs to the bottom of the bed.

He looked over her body. "You look very nice pet. That is just how you belong. Your cunt is very wet, and I am pretty certain that you really want to cum. You will, but it will happen when I say so, and not until then."

John then grabbed the ice bucket and walked out of the room. He left the door ajar so that he could get back in. He walked down several floors...in no hurry to get back to the room....he wanted to extend the torture. He filled the ice bucket, and then took his time going back up to the room. He entered the room....closed the door and placed the ice bucket on the night stand. He took an ice cube and began to circle one of her nipples...slowly...until it was completely melted. Then he did the same think on the other nipple before taking a third cube and sliding it between her firm tits and moving it slowly down her body.
 
Some time ago she couldn't even imagine herself being restrained on a bed, let alone how very much it aroused her, but it surely did. A bit nervous she watched how he left the room and wondered if she was happy or nervous with him leaving the door ajar. The open door would mean anyone could walk or see in, not much without opening it further of course; while a closed door could lead to trouble if a keycard stopped working.

Either way she was happy when the headmaster was back and the door was closed. Erica yelped when the first ice cube touched her nipple. It was so damn cold or her hot flesh and the second cube was not any better.

The third ice cube she watched nervously as the headmaster slid it from her breasts downwards... to where her flesh really was on fire.
 
He circled her belly button with the cube and then left it in her belly button to melt....the water pooling there. He took another cube and, starting at her hip, slowly slid it down her right thigh to her knee, and then back up again.....the water running down over her inner thigh. Then, he did the same thing with another cube on her left thigh.

All the time he moved the ice cubes over her body he watched her reaction....the way her body moved, the facial expressions, her pulling at the restraints. He didn't say anything to her.... he just moved the ice over her hot body and enjoyed the way that she reacted. The next cube that he grabbed had a very specific target. He just barely touched it to her pussy lips. He smiled at her reaction. This was going to be fun.
 
Erica moaned at his teasings and loudly gasped when he touched her pussy with the ice. It had been barely a touch, and yet she had felt it very well. She wished he would stop teasing her with the ice and just gave her what she wanted... what she needed...

- "Please... fu... take me... use me."

She still felt unable to call it a fuck, it was so much more. She was completely at his mercy and for some reason her body enjoyed that very much.
 
John loved how she reacted. He allowed the melting ice cube to drip down onto her pussy lips. It glistened as it mixed with Mrs. Wellington's juices. Her words were a true indication that he was getting to her. She was going to have to wait for a while.

"Oh, my sweet pet. I am going to fuck you. I am going to take you. I am going to use you. I am going to make you cum so fucking hard. You will not, however, cum until I have given you permission to do so. By that time you will be begging me like a good little slut to let you cum."

He took another ice cube and slid it over her cunt. He parted her pussy lips with the cube and slid it along them. While he did that, his thumb slid back and forth over her clit...massaging it firmly.
 
Her clit and lips felt like they were freezing from the ice, even to the point where it started to hurt more than pleasure.

- "Please..."

She moaned, eager to be warmed by his cock. She wanted him and even fought the restraints a bit to show that.

- "Please..."

She repeated
 
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