Strict Teacher

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Ray works in an all girls' college. He teaches art and he is also a dorm master. The college is a finishing school for 18 to 21 years, where rich parents send their girls to complete their education.

The college has a very strict regime all the girls have to wear the college uniform of light grey skirt, green blouse with black stockings.

Most of the girls are boarders and there are strict rules about them meeting boys or even other girls outside college it is considered to be a bad influence on them.

During the day the girls get quite a few free periods, which they are supposed to spend constructively, studying or preparing work. As well as form rooms there are also private study rooms which the girls use, these are normally large enough for two to three girls with a couple of desks and chairs.

Ray had not been working at the college long only recently having come out of teacher training himself and was quite please about having landed himselfsuch a cushy job.

During the free periods it was our responsibility to go round checking and ensuring that all the girls where studying properly, many of the other members of staff didn't bother and normally nipped back to the staff room for a break but being new and wanting to impress Ray made sure He was always checking on the girls and helping out as able.

 

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Carrie Cahall
Age: 18

It was her first year at the finishing school for girls, and she absolutely hated it. She hated being trapped there with nothing but a bunch of stuck up bitches, never able to leave, and always forced to study. She hated feeling like a caged animal. Her asshole of a father had sent her there to basically get her out of his hair. Anything to get rid of her, she thought sarcastically.

It was her free period and she Was supposed to be studying for her English exam next period, but she was restless and couldn't sit still.

Muttering beneath her breath she slammed her book closed and stood up abruptly. The other girls in the room glanced curiously at her but she ignored them and walked out. They were supposed to remain in the rooms and study but she was tired of it.

She turned down a hallway and decided to head outside for a while, to the court yard to at least PRETEND she wasn't stuck in a place she hated.

 

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Ray reached the hallway that house the daytime study rooms. The boarding halls had study rooms too, but the students studied here between classes.

He poked his head into each room, making sure all was ok. Nothing to report on this round.

Most of the students were good, hard-working girls. Of course, there are always one or two bad apples. But they were all very cute girls, a fact that didn't pass by Ray. He was a young guy, but a teacher first who took his job very seriously.

Next, he did a sweep of the main courtyards, where he found of the bad apples. Approaching the young lady,

"Young lady, what are you doing out here? You are meant to be in study hall right now."

 

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Carrie had settled down beneath a tree in the shade and closed her eyes. A light breeze blew through the yard and ruffled her hair and she sighed happily, feeling better than she had in a while... Until she heard someone approaching.

She opened her eyes and watched as a man approached who had to be a teacher. When he spoke he confirmed that thought. Carrie bit back a groan of frustration.

"I know where I'm supposed to be" she told him matter of factly. "I just had to get out of there for a while before I went crazy, don't get all out of shape" she said as she stood gracefully in front of him. She looked quickly at the man. He was actually kind of hot... Especially since she hadn't seen any live men in forever.

 

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Ray stared at her coldly.

"Young lady, what is your name?"

He studied her. She was definitely one of the more beautiful girls in the school, but there was a definite bad streak to her.

"You either get your ass back to study hall, or spend a month in my detention class".

 

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Carrie fought the urge to roll her eyes. That wouldn't help this situation. "There's only so much English a girl can study in one sitting" she argued. No way would this guy give her a full months detention.

She bent down to tug up one her socks, aware that her top was buttoned as high as regulations called for and her cleavage could be seen when she did.

 

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Ray sighed. Then stared for a brief moment while he bent over, her small but perky breasts clearly visible. He scolded himself before she could notice.

He escorted her back to the study hall.

"Don't let me catch you skipping again."

He went back to his office and found her file. Carrie. He studied it for a bit before his next classes.

After classes were finished for the evening, he supervised the evening meal. He knew at that point that Carrie resided in the house that was the master. He kept his eye on her, but kept it to a minimum.

 

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Carrie sullenly went back to studying. She attended all of her classes an then the evening meal, which seemed to drag on forever. Finally it was over and the girls were free to do as they wished on the school grounds.

Carrie chose to head outside again. The sense of freedom had been nice earlier... Only when she got there, it was filled with girls. She groaned and tried to figure out where to go next, then wandered towards the edge of campus away from people.

 

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After the evening meal, Ray retired to his office to catch up on paperwork. It was the only side of the job his employer had failed to mention when he was hired a few months earlier.

He heard his clock chime 9pm, at which time all boarder girls had to retire to their respective halls. On cue, the headmaster announced just that over the intercom. He stood at his window and watched the girls file into the halls.

He felt a stirring in his loins from watching all the young flesh in their cute uniforms. He was starting to go crazy. He hadn't had sex since he arrived here and it was really getting to him. Sex with students was strictly forbidden, but Ray knew, as head of Priory Hall, it could be easily hidden.

Now, saying that, he wasn't going to rape one of the girls. He just needed a willing subject.

 

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9pm on the dot, the headmaster announced that all girls should report to their rooms. Carrie rolled her eyes and groaned. She was on the edge of campus, finally alone, and didn't want to go back with all those other bitches. Maybe noone would notice if she was a bit late... She decide to chance it and didn't turn to go back inside.

Instead she continued to wander around. There were barely any lights on this part of campus and it was calm and peaceful, just what she wanted at that point in time.

 

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Role call was taken as the girls arrived back. One by one, Ray called out the names of the girls in his house, thirty-seven in all. All were encountered for, except one. He sighed when she didn't report.

Enlisting the help of two other teachers, they searched the grounds for her. He took the outer wall, and in no time found her on a grassy mound.

"Miss Cahall, curfew is 9pm and you have failed to show. You are to come with me right now." He escorted her back to the hall and into his hall office.

"Sit down and I will be back".

 

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Carrie was lost in thought when all of a sudden she heard a sharp, strict voice reprimanding her and demanding that she come with him at that moment. With a groan, she realized it was the same man who she had had a run-in with earlier in the day.

She didn't bother to argue with him. She just simply followed along behind him to his office where he made her sit down and wait.

What a bunch of bullshit, she thought to herself. A 9pm curfew... like having a bed time at the age of 18. Damn her father for ever sending her to this place. the longer she sat there, the more her anger began to build.

 

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Ray went to his daytime office to her Carrie's file and than made his way back to his hall office when she was waiting for him.

He closed and locked the door behind him as he entered. He walked from behind her and to behind his desk, sitting in his plush chair.
He opened the file and scanned through the pages. A smile played across his lips.

"Miss Cahall, this is the second time today I have caught you breaking the strict rules of this establishment. You have three other offenses on your record. Your high school record is appalling, and you don't seem to respond to the traditional corrective methods.

Well here at St. Albans, we have special dispensation from the Schools Executive Committee to use coporate punishment."

He opened a drawer and took out a long, thin piece of wood. He then stood up and walked around to the other side of the desk.

"Stand up and bend over my desk".

 

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Carrie listened quietly to the usual spiel of how horrible she had been in high school, how she had been caught before misbehaving at St. Alban's... yada yada yada. She had heard it all before. Then the man did something she HADN'T seen before. He pulled out a piece of wood and asked her to bend over his desk.

A small laugh escaped Carrie's lips.

"You can hardly be serious" she commented, raising her perfectly sculpted eyebrows at him. She didn't even know the teacher's name, and he was threatening to use a paddle on her? What, was she 3? He wouldn't dare.

 

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Ray looked at her with a cold, steely stare.

"I am very serious Miss Cahall. Now we can do this the easy way, which is you complying with me, or the hard way, which will involve me forcing to bend over. I will discipline you, that I can guarantee.

Or I can call your father. I read his letter with your application. I don't think he would be best pleased to hear about all your misbehaviour."

Ray was looking forward to putting this little brat in her place. It was arousing him to be enforcing control over her.

 

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He wasn't joking. The thought struck Carrie, and suddenly she was furious.

She stood abruptly, staring at the man before her with an incredulous look. "You have no right to even consider punishing me in that way" she said, firmly.

Nobody, not even a high handed teacher, was going to talk to her like that and get away with it.

"Go ahead and call my father" she challenged. "Let him know that you were planning on whipping me like a child, while you're at it".

Not that her father would give a rat's ass, she thought to herself. But this man didn't know that, and she hoped the challenge would be enough to make him back down.

 

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Ray stared at her for a moment, then smiled.

"Very well".

He circled his desk again and picked up his phone. He located her father's number in her file and dialled it. After a few moments, Mr. Cahall answered.

"Mr. Cahall, apologies for the late phonecall. This is Mr. Kelly at St. Albans. I regret to inform you that your daughter disciplinary record had not changed since high school. Now I assume you are aware of our unique disciplinary procedures here. I just wish to confirm that you consented to those".

Mr. Kelly, you do whatever is necessary to tame that brat of a daughter. Goodnight.

With that, he hung up the phone. Turning back to Carrie, he smiled again.

"Looks like your father has lost all patience with you. It's why you are here. So is it going to be the easy or har way?"

He tapped the stick against the desk, indicating for to bend over.

 

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Carrie's heart began to pound a bit in her chest when the teacher, Mr. Kelly, it seemed, picked up the phone and dialed her father's number. He was calling her bluff. With sinking hopes, she sat back in the chair and waited for him to be done on the phone.

He gave her a smug look once he was done on the phone with her father. Her father had told him to do whatever would make her listen. She glared at him.

"You're not going to touch me" she said again, her bright eyes sparking with untamed temper, her body rigid with anger, and maybe just a touch of fear.

 

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Ray's stare filled with anger and frustration. The hard way was the only way this was going to happen.

He grabbed her by the wrist and made her stand. Then he forced to to the desk, where he applied force to her lower back, making her bend over. He kept one hand on her back, making it impossible for her to stand. With his free hand, he raised the cane, and let it fall onto her skirt-covered ass.

Crack.

He felt a wave of power wash over him. He loved it.

Crack.

Crack.

 

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Carrie struggled against the man, to no avail. He was bigger and stronger, using his excess strength to pull her up and bend her over his desk. She couldn't believe he was doing this to her.

the first smack of the cane against her ass caused her to whimper and flinch, pulling away and renewing the struggle within her, but again... it was too no avail.

Several more smacks came across her ass causing her to tremble in pain, and to her disbelief, a little excitement.

"Ok, I get it, get the fuck off me!" she cried out softly as she struggled against him yet again.

 

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Her attitude only made Ray angrier. He renewed the strength of the cracks of the cane.

"You are going to learn to respect me, Ms Cahall, do you understand me?"

A wicked idea crossed his mind. Setting the cane down for a moment, he lifted her skirt until it exposed her ass.

His cock sprang to full attention when he lay his eyes on it. It was the perfect teenage ass, pert and perfectly round. Only a small thong parted the cheeks.

"Don't you know thongs are against school policy?", bringing the cane down on her exposed ass.

 

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Carrie felt her cheeks burning with embarrassment even as her ass burned from the beating. A small whimper escape her lips when he lifted her skirt exposing her thong, and resumed with the cane. It was really starting to hurt.

He reprimanded her for wearing a thong and she groaned. Chalk anther mistake up for her.

One particular blow to her ass was enough to make her cry out in pain.

"Ok, ok!" she whimpered. "I'm sorry".

 

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With no last crack of the cane, Ray inspected his work. Thin red marks were across both cheeks of her tight ass.

"Ok. Lower your skirt and sit back down".*

He rounded his desk again, putting away the cane.*

"Miss Cahall, I hope you have learnt some respect this evening. However, any further infractions will lead to more severe punishment.*

Now please return to your dorm room. It is getting late".*

 

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Carrie couldn't believe it. That fast he was done. Her ass was stinging and her legs trembled ever so slightly as she flipped her skirt back down and sat. She glared silently at Mr. Kelly as he told her he hoped she would not misbehave again. He told her to return to her dorm, and she left without a word.

Silently she walked back to her dorm and went straight to her bed. Her roommates were awake but no one spoke and she was glad. Her ass hurt like hell as she quickly changed into pajamas, and she lay in bed.

She realized, quite suddenly, that her panties were soaking wet. What the hell? No way had getting beat like that turned her on...

 

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Ray watched her leave and sat there for a moment. He couldn't believe he had done that. But he had loved every minute of it. He loved the feel of power he had over her.

He waited a few minutes to allow her to return to her dorm, then he retired to his private room at the hall. He stripped down and got into the shower. The water felt amazing after a hard day. His cock was still hard from earlier, and he wrapped his hand around it. Within seconds, his hand was flying up and down his shaft, his cum already boiling in his balls.

As the image of Carrie's cane-whipped ass replayed itself in his mind, his orgasm hit. Stream after stream of cum hit the shower wall. He laughed as it subsided. He hadn't cum that hard in years.

Stepping out of the shower, he dried himself off. Putting on a pair of shorts, he climbed into bed. Within minutes, he was asleep.