source bill : All characters in this write up are aged 18 and above. The story is fictional.

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I am the Headmistress of a honored all-girls school, teaching girls to be ladies and to be at the top of the chain in big occupation from Finance to Technical. All student are eighteen or quondam. Some are in their early twenties. I am Third generation possessor of this fine school. My Grandparents built this school. My parents upgraded it through the long time to preserve it up to encrypt. I have since brought it up to code but added a lot of engineering. I have television camera in every room. Yes, every room. I have 5 camera here in my situation, which is of form on separate registrar and not for populace wake. They are angled so those setting in presence of the desk ca n't see. For subject role, I have a straight-backed wooden chair with the legs shortened.

I noticed in one of my monitor my next appointment. Miss Candy Sweet. Who names there daughter Candy ? I called one of my office dame, `` Sarah, can you show girl Sweet in please ?. ''

My door opened and in prance Miss Sweet followed by Sarah. `` Sarah, I know it 's early but you and Lisa can bequeath early. Enjoy your weekend. I 'll mesh up electronically. ``

As Ms. sweet walks in she tries to look innocent. Not working.

'' Come on Ms. Sweet. '' She tries to count like the guiltless lamb. Still not working.

'' Before you sit down, delight open this paper bag and lieu it n front of the threshold '' I keep my master feeling on my face.

'' Now, have a seat, please ''

As I said this chair is low and hardwood. She tries to sit all prim and proper.

'' You are here for discipline issues '' She does n't seem to be worried about that smug look on her face.

'' Let 's smell at your phonograph record '' I glance at her school track record on one of my monitors.

'' Let 's look at them. I have several from your instructor. They say you are disobedient, and tumultuous in your course of study. You seem to refuse to espouse the rules. ``

'' What do you feature to say for yourself ? ``

'' But missy, I am not that way, '' she says. Still trying to look innocent.

'' low gear of all, you will cover me as schoolma'am. ``

'' Yes, schoolmistress. ''

'' Let 's take a looking at at the attire code together, shall we ? ``

'' Yes, schoolmarm. ``

'' Please place your shoes on my desk. ``

I pull out my lilliputian ruler and measure the heels on one of them. `` It would appear that these 5 '' hound are not within the dress code. ``

'' What do you have to say for yourself ? ``

'' Yes, kept woman. '' She says quietly.

She looks around as if she is trying to find someplace to hide.

'' No one can see you, my lamb. The windows are all coated to keep anyone outside from seeing in. '' As she notices numerous classmates walkabout.

'' Place these shoes in the paper bag I had you place in forepart of the door, please. ``

She had a bewildered look on her cheek as she turned and placed her horseshoe in the bag. Bending over as she did I had a howling view of her tooshie end, which provided a magnificent horizon of her flip-flop covered puss. Her pussy was enclosed so deliciously in its black cocoon.

She returned and sat once more. Sad looking as she raised her head.

'' Now let 's look again at our dress code. I see that the neck ware is not appropriate either. ``

Now she had a puzzled looking at on her grimace knowing that it was a school-issued scarf.

'' You have n't tied it in the allow fashion. Please remove it and place it in the bag, my dear. ``

So far she has n't fidgeted too much. But she will ! Placing her scarf joint in the bag again gives me a magnificent view of her. Long supple tanned ramification, her beautifully wrought ass.

As she returned and sat down, I could see that she was mentally working it out in her head what she was still wearing that she should n't be wearing.

'' The blouse you are wearing is also not the one issued to you. Please move out it and fold it nicely and place it in the bag. ``

Then she hesitated. I took my cane and slapped it sharply on my desktop. Sounding like a rifle shot, she jumped.

She slowly got up, shakily she folded her blouse, and took it and put it in the bag. Again giving me another view of her slit mound. I had an involuntary tremor of joy run through my body, and my panties became wetter in prevision of what was yet to be revealed.

There she sat. I already knew she was wearing a tiny flip-flop. Now it was revealed that she was wearing a lean lacy inkiness bra.

'' Ms. confection, it appears that your skirt is shorter than allowed. '' By this time I was grinning. `` Please kneel on my desk so I can measure out it. '' She slowing and did as she was told. I could see it was uncomfortable kneeling on the hard glass surface.

'' Let 's measure now. '' As I got my six-inch ruler out and stood it up at her knee and measured to the freighter of her very short dame, I said, `` Well, it seems that it measures five in above the knee when the dress code allows for only three in above the knee. '' She is shaking because of how painful the screen background is on her knees and fear.

'' You may sit back down Ms. sweet. ``, I said.

I explained to her that her scores academically were the mellow in this school, or any schooltime in the mankind, had ever seen. I further explained that just before commencement ceremony a head-shrinker agency would get a list of the highest scorer and send it out to major companies. That she would surely get many offers for her to join them.

'' Fortunately for you, we do not let anyone have sex of any discipline issues. '' She did n't appear anymore upbeat.

'' Ms. Sweet, take off the skirt and berth it in the bag. '' I could n't look once more for the view I was about to get. My panties were already soaked.

'' You may sit down again, my honey. ``

Then she said, `` schoolmarm, am I to be caned ? ''

I reach up and pertain my cane and watched her Menachem Begin to tremble. `` Yes, but how many strokes remains to be seen, Ms. Henry Sweet. ``

'' That will also count on you following instructions, not only now but in the future while at this shoal. You do realize why you are here in the number 1 berth ? ''

She looked confused as I told her, `` You have not been following the dominion. Some of your teachers have written story about your manner of frock and how you have been acting in year. Seeing how you came in here dressed gives me confirmation of their distrust. ``

'' When we first started today, when you bent over to place your shoes in the bag, you gave me a view up your dress. In a business meeting that would unhinge the men and not leave a soundly mental picture on the char attending. '' I went on to try to seduce her understand. `` report in the business earthly concern is everything. '' I added, `` Giving them a peep show would be a beguilement, and not appropriate how brilliant you to shine through. ``

I gave her some prison term to think about all I have said in the last few transactions. Perhaps I have been moving too fast. Perhaps I was too queasy to see her sugared defenseless dead body and penalize her and get my own pleasures satisfied. But that would frustrate a strain that would have problems. If later she regretted it and said something to someone and they, in turn, relayed it to the police, it could cause problem for the school. Even if nothing came of it legally, the publicity alone could ruin the school.

I am extremely turned on at the sight of her dainty body. I want to caress it gently, savour all of its contours. Because of her athletics, she was so well intone. Her breasts are so well rounded, so perfective tense. Once I get her bra off I believe they will not even show house of sagging. Since it turns out she was only wearing a thong her house buns cheeks are spectacular and her magnificent pussy cumulus just straining to be released once again sends more juices into my already wet panties.

'' Now Ms. Sweet, as it is your bra being black goes against our dress code it too much descend off and placed in the bag. ``

As she was now doing an all too familiar procedure, I got up, grabbed my cane, and moved around in forepart of my desk. I was looking out of the windows watching the educatee walk past. I noticed that she was seeing the Saame affair and not remembering what I had told her earlier about the one-way spyglass she tried to compensate her almost nude body.

I looked back at her and said, `` The window are one-way glass, dear. They cant see you. You may remove your custody, ''

'' occupy the chairwoman and bend it a fourth part good turn to the left, please. ``

'' Stand behind it. ``

I placed a belittled pad on top of the back of the chair which was just slightly miserable than waist point to her.

'' Bend over the president and place your hands on the front recession of the chair. ``

Which, slowly, she did. Perhaps she was learning how to follow directions.

'' Grasp the nook tightly. ''

'' move your feet so they are spaced as wide-eyed as the electric chair stage, please. ``

She quickly followed that instruction. She is learning. I stood to the left of her hip and gently laid the cane at the top of he butt. fiddling trembles started.

I stroked her butt from top to bottom respective times. The trembles increased.

I gave her one sharp stroke with the cane. It made a terrific sound and left a pretty red mark.

She jumped and yelped.

I once again stroked the cane up and down her beautiful stern. Then I moved directly behind her.

Oh, what a view I had. I stroked the inside of both thighs and across her pitcher. It seemed to glisten with moisture.

Was she getting turned on by this ?

I gave her two more blue-belly cam stroke with the cane. That makes three beautiful red banding across her butt.

'' You may stand up now Ms. Sweet. Turn the death chair back to its original view, please. ``

'' And you may sit down. ``

Her mound was glisteningly wet. She had snuck the cushion I had placed on the back of the professorship under her bum.

'' Ms. Sweet, I did n't give you as many chance event as were called for the was due to the number of wear misdemeanour. '' She was holding up well, trying not to squirm on her injured butt.

'' If the dress code misdemeanor continue, it will be one stroke of the cane for every infraction. ``

'' If you need to speak to me about anything at all, you are most certainly welcome to come to my office. '' `` All our conversations in the futurity will be strictly between you and me. ``

'' Do you give anything you would like to say at this time ? ``

Quietly, she said, `` I am deeply sorry to have caused any problems. I will justify to my teacher. ``

'' Very good dear. ``

'' You may go now. There is a smock you can endure to get back to your dormitory. You need not refund it but use it as a monitor of what happened here today. ``

Meekly she put the gabardine on, picked up her bag, holding it slopped to her chest and left my office.

I had no boost trouble with her. I did, however, have continuing problem with one of my other my sybaritic student that were frequently in my part. Loved to jade dim bras very myopic annulus without panties. I have many videos of her for my viewing pleasure.

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