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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, events, and incidents are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are consenting adults over the age of 18.
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The Headmaster walked down the hall and entered Robin and Valerie’s room. Both girls had just finished changing for dinner. He examined Robins’s sculpture. “I have found something you seem to have misplaced, Miss Atwell,” he told her, handing her the picture he had recovered from Linda and Rachel. Valerie continued brushing her hair, but he could see her watching in the mirror.
“Oh! I thought I was missing one. Wherever did you find it, Headmaster?”
“You need to be more careful with these, Miss Atwell. Come to my office before class tomorrow for your punishment.”
“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry, Headmaster. I promise to be more careful in the future!”
“I’m sure you will, Miss Atwell. You may go to dinner now. Miss Li, you will remain here.”
Robin glanced at her roommate but said nothing. She placed the picture in her desk drawer with the others and left the room.
“Do you admit giving the picture to Linda or Rachel Miss Li?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Why did you do that?”
“I… I’m not sure, Sir. I guess I was hoping they would… like me.”
“Did Miss Atwell know about this? Did you ask her?
She looked down. “No, Sir. I… just took it… from her desk. Please don’t tell her!” she begged him.
“Stealing from your roommate… disrespecting your teacher… These are serious offenses, Miss Li.” She blushed and nodded, clearly ashamed.
“Wait for me outside my office, Miss Li. You will be doing some cleaning for me.”
“Yes, Headmaster.” She left him alone.
He searched the room quickly and did find one item of contraband – a fashion magazine under her mattress, which he confiscated. He made one final check of Linda and Rachel, just to make sure they artvin escort were still wearing their clamps. They were, but they didn’t look happy about it.
Valerie was waiting outside his office. She was a beautiful young girl, with bronze skin, dark wavy hair, and lovely brown eyes. She was an avid swimmer, and her figure reflected that – very fit but with curves in the right places.
He had punished her a few times before, but always for minor infractions. This one would be different.
He unlocked his office door and held it open for her. She looked around. “Where would you like me to start, Headmaster?” she asked; the office appeared to be immaculate.
He smiled. “You won’t be cleaning my office, Miss Li. You will be cleaning me. I’ve had a busy day, and have not yet had a chance to shower.” He began undressing while she looked at him, not sure if she understood him correctly. By the time she recovered, he was removing his last piece of clothing.
“You want me to… bathe you, Headmaster?” She asked, still confused.
“I do. Unless you’d rather be disciplined in front of your classmates?” he offered. “Your offenses were quite serious; your punishment will be commensurate.”
She hesitated. “I… trust your judgment, Headmaster.”
“Good. Now remove your clothes, Miss Li. You won’t need them for the bath.”
“Yes, Sir.” She began to undress, but her hands were shaking. It took her several minutes, but he didn’t mind. He made himself comfortable on his leather couch and enjoyed watching her disrobe.
By the time she was done, his dick was growing noticeably. She did have a terrific body he thought: perfect skin, the color of coffee with cream, and a lovely dark bush with a small “happy trail” of hair leading up to her navel.
As she finished stepping out of her panties, he reached out and said “I’ll take those.” She assumed he meant all of her clothes and handed him the folded stack. He placed aydın escort them on his desk, adding the light green panties to his collection.
“Much better, don’t you think? Now, I want you to give me a very thorough cleaning, Miss Li. Take as much time as you need.”
She looked around the room again. “Is… there a sponge or washcloth I should use, Headmaster?”
“No, Miss Li. You will use your tongue.” He reclined on the couch. “You may start with my arms.”
Somewhat in shock, she knelt by him. She hesitated, still hoping for some kind of reprieve, but none came. Finally, she leaned forward and began licking his wrist. She was surprised to find the taste, though musky, wasn’t unpleasant. She could taste his sweat, but he was clean and smelled quite nice.
“Yes, just like that,” he told her. His other arm reached over and stroked her hair, petting her. He leaned back and closed his eyes, relaxing.
She licked his hand, working her tongue between his fingers. When she got to his fingertips, he pushed each into her mouth, one at a time, working them in and out as she sucked on them.
She couldn’t help but stare at his now fully erect cock, just inches away. Would he want her to lick that? He opened his eyes. “Yes, you will clean all of me, Miss Li,” he told her, guessing her thoughts. “But all in good time.”
He lifted his arm and guided her head to his hairy armpit. This was much harder – the smell was far stronger here and the taste was much less pleasant. But she did her best, licking every inch. Her tongue was already tired, and there was much more to do.
She spent the next forty minutes licking his other arm, his hairy chest, both legs, his feet, and even sucking on his toes. She was exhausted; her tongue was so tired she could hardly move it. But she knew she wasn’t finished.
He stood up and stretched, and allowed her to get a glass of water from his bathroom. When she returned, he was sitting balıkesir escort on the edge of the couch, leaning back, legs spread. He motioned her to kneel in front of him. His cock was no longer as hard, but was still several inches long and fairly thick, though not nearly as intimidating. This was the only one she had seen up close though, and she wasn’t quite sure what to expect.
He guided her, both verbally and physically, as she licked his shaft. It was warm, soft, and clean, and his scent, though strong, was nice. The more she licked, the more his cock grew. It was now standing straight up and was easily taller than her head. He didn’t let her use her hands, but he did have her suck on the tip – it filled her small mouth. “That’s called “pre-cum” he explained, as she tasted the salty liquid oozing from his cock.
Valerie, thinking she had finished at last, sat back on her heels. “Not quite, Miss Li.” He raised his knees, took her head in his hands, and guided her mouth down to his balls. The musky scent was strong here, and his balls were large and hairy. He had her lick his scrotum for a while, and then take each ball into her mouth. She engulfed them one at a time, sucking and swirling on each like a piece of hard candy, all with his hard cock brushing against her face.
Again, she thought she was done, but he had one final task for her. He leaned back and pulled his knees up even higher. With one hand he firmly guided her down until her mouth was at his asshole.
If he had told her she would be doing this when she first came into his office, she would have fled back to her room, punishment or not. But she had already done so much… his armpits, his toes, his cock, his balls… she knew it was too late to object now. She pushed out her tongue and began to lightly lick around his anus. He pressed her down firmly, burying her nose against his wet balls, forcing her to lick harder.
“Push your tongue in, Miss Li… as deep as you can. I want to feel it inside me.” He wrapped his legs around her head, pulling her tightly against him. She did as she was told; she knew she had no other option.
She looked up at him once, pleading – only to find him holding his cell phone, recording a video of her burying her tongue in his ass. She knew now there was nothing she could ever refuse him if he asked.