Private School Discipline

The smile disappeared from her face as he grabbed her hair and roughly pulled on them. She shivered at his threat, wondering what he would do to her, with her, in front of her, if she failed him. She felt nervous and aroused at the idea of being at his mercy.

- "I want you sir... fuck my pussy..."
 
John pressed Mrs. Wellington hard against the cold tile of the shower. He leaned against her body...his hard cock slipping between her legs. He continued to maintain a tight grip on her hair.

"Oh, trust me slut...I am going to fuck that tight pussy so good. I am going to slam this hard cock into it and I am going to make you scream in pleasure. I am going to make you beg for more. There is only one cock you will ever want in your cunt from now on and that is my cock. You belong to me my hot fucking slut."
 
- Yes... Sir..."

She moaned as he pressed her against the wall. She knew he was right, that she craved only him. Erica was happy that he wanted to keep her all to himself and she wouldn't have to worry about other men when he had her restrained.

- "Please fuck me sir"

She begged him
 
John pressed his hips to Mrs. Wellington and slid his hard cock into her tight pussy. He slowly filled her cunt with cock...his grip on her hair still tight.

"That is what you want..isn't it slut? You want my hard cock filling your needy cunt. You want me to use you like a cheap fucking whore."

He pressed her hard against the tile....her tits smashed against the cold tile...her body in a position that prohibited her from moving.....his cock filling her so good. He started moving his hips in and out of her. His thrusts into her pussy becoming harder and harder. His balls slapping against her....using her the way she wanted to be used.
 
She loved the way he was fucking her, although the tiles felt could against her breasts and he wasn't the most gently man. His cock inside her felt good and she moaned loudly with each thrust.

- "Oh yes... please..."

She exclaimed as he fucked her hard, trying to clench her pussy around his meat to make it feel even better.
 
He backed up a little and let her move away from the tile. Then he pushed her head forward and bent her over. This allowed him much better access to her pussy, and he filled her deeper. As he slid his hardness in and out of her, he smacked her firm ass...each smack followed by his fingers sliding over her tight asshole.

He moved his hands to her hips and held her firmly in place as he pounded his hard cock in and out of her wet pussy. He loved how her pussy gripped his cock. He enjoyed how she worked the muscles of her pussy to add to the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her silky cunt.
 
Her ass still showed some red spots from discipline she had gotten the other nights, and again Erica got more aroused from the spanks the headmaster gave her. There was also a nervous tremble each time his fingers teased her asshole.

But mostly she moaned as his cock kept fucking her hard. Soon she would reach her second orgasm, if the headmaster didn't stop
 
He continued to fuck his pet in long, deep, hard thrusts.....he was using her so good, and he could tell by the way that she pushed back that she was enjoying what he was doing to her.

John knew that Mrs. Wellington was getting closer to another orgasm. He also knew that she was not going to be able to stop from having that orgasm if he kept doing what he was doing. He was okay with it though. She was doing a very good job in her new role as the Head,Asher's slut, so, she deserved to be rewarded. He also knew that her cunt spamming into orgasm would push him over the top and he would fill her with his seed. "I want you to cum for me you hot fucking slut. Cum all over this hard cock that you love."
 
Erica came again and it was a good thing the headmaster had given her permission as with all her moans she had been unable to ask him for permission. The moment after she came she felt his hot seed shoot up into her pussy and she had the feeling that immediately came again.

She moaned loud, but this time the sound was mostly hidden with the sound of the shower
 
He fucked her through her orgasm before exploding deep inside her...shooting giant ropes of hot cum deep into her tight pussy. He loved the way that her pussy milked all of his cum. He was really starting to enjoy using Mrs. Wellington. Mrs. Prim and Proper was turning into one hell of a good fuck.

He grabbed her hair again and stood her up. He left his cock in her and pulled her back to him. He bit and kissed her shoulders and her neck before moving to her ear. He took her earlobe in his teeth and pulled on it, before saying to her, "I must tell you that I am enjoying your hot body pet."
 
Erica enjoyed the kisses to her flesh although she worried a bit about the bites as they might leave marks. A shiver ran through her body as his teeth pulled on her earlobe, he really was the one in control of her.

- "I am happy with that sir"

She replied to his comment, as she enjoyed being enjoyed by him. She was rather sure the evening would be finished now, once they both were done showering.
 
He cleaned himself up and got out of the shower. Aft toweling off, he went out into the room to get dressed. I had been a pretty good evening, and he had enjoyed his pet. He would enjoy her even more.

After dressing he opened the door to the bathroom to see Mrs. Wellington drying off her firm body. He smiled at her. "I must tell you pet, you have an incredible body. I look forward to tomorrow. Same time. Same place. Make sure you are more obedient tomorrow." H winked at her and walked out.
 
Erica left not much later, blushing as she walked through the hallway as she wondered who had heard her this evening. She still wasn't sure how she was going to explain not being home to make dinner for two full weeks, but she would think of something. At least she was happy that she would be back in time for her tv shows, unlike the previous meetings.

The next day she indeed went back to the hotel, giving Howard some excuse she was following a psychology training as she wanted to do something with her education. Of course hadn't understood much of that plan, but he had not argued.

She entered the room and waited for things to come.
 
John entered the lobby. He looked around and walked to the house phone. He picked it up and called the room. When Mrs. Wellington answered he said to her, "meet me in the hotel bar....now." Then he hung up.

He walked into the bar and found two empty stools around the back side of the bar. They were in a rather dark part of the bar, and they were perfect for what he had in mind for the start of the evening. He looked around to see if there were any familiar faces. He did not see any.
 
Erica joined him not much later, nervous for being outside the privacy of the hotel room and wondering what the headmaster had planned this time. She looked around for a bit until she found him and sat down on the stool next to him
 
John smiled at Mrs. Wellington. "Good evening pet. You look especially beautiful tonight. Did you get all dressed up for me?" He placed his hands on her knee and caressed it firmly.

He watched her reaction closely. He felt her stiffen a bit when he placed his hand on her knee. He smiled at her. "Relax pet. It is going to be a great evening. What would you like to drink?"
 
- "Of course sir"

Erica answered his question if she had all gotten dressed up for his sake. Nervously she watched his hand, as she really felt exposed with all the other people around. Luckily it was early and not that busy, but to her it felt like it was filled with people that watched her.

- "I.. eh... an orange juice please."

She decided when he asked if she wanted to drink something. A drink, that was about the furthest from her mind right now.
 
John turned to the bartender and said, "the lady would like a glass of champagne." He continued to caress Mrs. Wellington's knee....his fingers rubbing the inside of her knee. He turned back to her and smiled. "I want to give you an opportunity to show me what a lady my slut can be. Don't worry pet, you will get plenty of cock tonight."

When the bartender brought the glass of champagne, John thanked him, picked it up, and handed it to Mrs. Wellington. He picked up his drink, clinked glasses and said to her, "to another great night together. I think we were meant to spend a lot of time together."
 
When the headmaster spoke of plenty of cock, Erica very much hoped he only talked about his own. It still upset her that he called her a slut, but she managed better at hiding that although she feared he still could read her easily.

She clinked her glass with him and then slowly sipped her drink. She was no stranger to alcohol of course, but she very much preferred to have some control of her mind and alcohol always made her head buzz.
 
John watched Mrs. Wellington closely; trying to gauge her reactions to them being in public together. Although they were outside of town, there was always the chance that someone that one of them knew could happen in.

H slid his hand higher up her thigh...pushing her skirt up. "I love the feel of your skin, pet. Just the touch of your soft skin makes my cock hard.... Makes me want to fuck you again and again."

H turned his body on the barstool a little as he parted her legs more. He placed his leg between hers, and began to caress the front of both of her thighs with his hands.....kneading her muscles firmly.
 
It was clearly to see that Erica had a nervous time under his attentions and did her best not to talk back... or react too loudly to his touch.

- "Please... people will see..."

She whispered quietly, as she still had the feeling everyone was looking at them. Of course she wasn't wearing any panties, so she felt rather exposed with her skirt up and her legs spread.
 
John leaned in and whispered toMrs. Wellington. "Don't you dare talk back to me you fucking slut. I am the one who determines what will and will not happen. So, if I want to slide m y hand up and put a finger in your cunt and fuck you with it right here at the bar....I will."

The Headmaster then leaned back and took a sip of his drink while still keeping one of his hands on her thigh. He smiled at her and told her to enjoy her champagne, and they would go up to the room soon. He was thinking of changing tomorrow's plans. Instead of the hotel bar and then the hotel room, he was thinking of going to a club a little farther out of town before going back to the hotel room. He would have to work those details out in his head later.
 
Erica drank her champagne quickly, a bit too quick she realized but she really hoped they would go to the hotel room soon. She didn't like the way the barkeeper looked at them and all the other people kept glancing in their direction.

She could feel how wet she was, mostly because the headmaster was right in pointing out how much at his mercy she was.
 
"Mrs. Wellington, one part of you is so afraid of getting caught. However, the other part of you is so turned on because you are doing something that is outside of your comfort zone, and you like people looking at you"

His fingers caressed her creamy inner thighs. When John saw her finish the champagne, he told the bartender to bring her another one. He knew this would raise her anxiety level because it meant they would be in public a little longer.

After the bartender brought her next drink, John allowed her to take several sips of it. All the while he was caressing her thighs and his hands were slowly moving higher. He enjoyed having his pet in public. She was attractive enough to draw people's attention even if he did not have his hand on her thighs.

Suddenly, John took his hand from her thighs, called the bartender over and settled the bill, and said, loudly enough for many of the patrons to hear, "lets go up to our room honey. I think we should call it an early night." With that, he took Mrs. Wellington's hand and led her to the elevator.
 
Erica blushed a nice shade of red when the headmaster spoke out loud of his desire to retire to their room, surely drawing the attention of everyone present. She quickly gulped down the champagne and then walked with him to the elevator.

There were two other men in the elevator, business men judging by their suits, and Erica did her best to ignore them to the best of her ability.
 
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