writer tone : All characters in this narration are aged 18 and above. The story is fictional.

My name is mistress Cain. Ironic now since that is also my favorite toy. Spelling is dissimilar as in cane. I have three. One at home and two here at My name is Mistress Cain. Ironic now since that is also my front-runner toy. Spelling is dissimilar as in cane. I have three. One at home and two here at school. One is always prominent on my desk.

I am the Headmistress of a prestigious all-girls school day, teaching young woman to be peeress and to be at the top of the range of mountains in big businesses from Finance to Technical. All students are XVIII or sometime. Some are in their other twenties. I am tertiary contemporaries owner of this OK school. My Grandparents built this school. My parents upgraded it through the years to preserve it up to code. I have since brought it up to code but added a lot of engineering. I have cameras in every elbow room. Yes, every room. I have 5 cameras here in my office, which is of track on secern recorders and not for populace viewing. They are angled so those setting in battlefront of the desk ca n't see. For discipline function, I have a straight-backed wooden chair with the ramification shortened.

I noticed in one of my monitors my next appointment. Miss Candy Sweet. Who names there daughter Candy ? I called one of my office gentlewoman, `` Sarah, can you prove missy Sweet in please ?. ''

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

As Ms. Sweet walkway in she tries to look innocent. Not working.

'' Come on Ms. sweetness. '' She tries to look like the innocent lamb. Still not working.

'' Before you sit down, delight open this composition bag and space it n movement of the door '' I keep my professional person expression on my face.

'' Now, have a seat, please ''

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

'' You are here for study return '' She does n't seem to be worried about that self-satisfied look on her face.

'' Let 's look at your record '' I glance at her school day criminal record on one of my monitors.

'' Let 's smell at them. I have respective from your teacher. They say you are unruly, and disruptive in your division. You seem to refuse to follow the pattern. ``

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

'' But young woman, I am not that way, '' she says. Still trying to front innocent.

'' starting time of all, you will come up to me as Mistress. ``

'' Yes, schoolmistress. ''

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

'' Yes, schoolmistress. ``

'' Please locate your skid on my desk. ``

I pull out my footling swayer and measure the heels on one of them. `` It would appear that these 5 '' heels are not within the garb code. ``

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

'' Yes, Mistress. '' She says quietly.

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

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

'' home these shoes in the paper bag I had you place in front of the threshold, please. ``

She had a bewildered looking at on her face as she turned and placed her shoes in the bag. Bending over as she did I had a wonderful view of her rear end, which provided a magnificent purview of her lash covered kitty-cat. 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 front again at our dress codification. I see that the neck ware is not appropriate either. ``

Now she had a puzzled spirit on her face knowing that it was a school-issued scarf.

'' You have n't tied it in the appropriate manner. Please remove it and place it in the bag, my love. ``

So far she has n't fidgeted too much. But she will ! Placing her scarf in the bag again gives me a magnificent view of her. Long supple tanned legs, her beautifully shaped 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 remove it and shut down it nicely and site 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 perspective of her pussy hummock. I had an unvoluntary shiver of joy run through my body, and my panty became wetter in anticipation of what was yet to be revealed.

There she sat. I already knew she was wearing a tiny thong. Now it was revealed that she was wearing a skimpy lacy black bra.

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

'' Let 's metre now. '' As I got my six-inch ruler out and stood it up at her knee and measured to the bottom of her very short skirt, I said, `` Well, it seems that it measures five inches above the knee when the dress code allows for only three inches above the knee. '' She is shaking because of how painful the desktop is on her articulatio genus and fear.

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

I explained to her that her scores academically were the highest in this school, or any school day in the human race, had ever seen. I further explained that just before graduation a headhunter office would get a list of the high-pitched scorer and send it out to John R. Major companies. That she would surely get many offers for her to join them.

'' Fortunately for you, we do not let anyone know of any subject issues. '' She did n't seem anymore upbeat.

'' Ms. sugariness, lease off the skirt and property it in the bag. '' I could n't expect once more for the horizon I was about to get. My panties were already soaked.

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

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

I reach up and contact my cane and watched her Begin to tremble. `` Yes, but how many strokes remains to be seen, Ms. confection. ``

'' That will also depend on you following command, not only now but in the future while at this school. You do agnise why you are here in the number 1 position ? ''

She looked upset as I told her, `` You have not been following the rule. Some of your teacher have written write up about your manner of clothes and how you have been acting in class. Seeing how you came in here dressed gives me ratification of their misgivings. ``

'' When we first started today, when you bent over to place your shoe in the bag, you gave me a horizon up your clothes. In a business group meeting that would distract the men and not bequeath a near printing on the fair sex attending. '' I went on to try to make her understand. `` Reputation in the business earth is everything. '' I added, `` Giving them a peep show would be a distraction, and not set aside how brilliant you to shine through. ``

I gave her some time to think about all I have said in the last few minutes. Perhaps I have been moving too fast. Perhaps I was too anxious to see her afters naked body and penalize her and get my own pleasures satisfied. But that would spoil a bloodline that would have problems. If later she regretted it and said something to someone and they, in crook, relayed it to the police, it could have problems for the school. Even if naught came of it legally, the publicity alone could deflower the school.

I am extremely turned on at the sight of her exquisite physical structure. I want to caress it gently, savor all of its contour. Because of her athletics, she was so well inflect. Her breasts are so well rounded, so perfect. 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 firm butt brass are spectacular and her glorious puss pitcher's mound just straining to be released once again sends more juices into my already wet panties.

'' Now Ms. confection, as it is your bra being shameful goes against our frock codification it too a great deal amount off and placed in the bag. ``

As she was now doing an all too familiar routine, I got up, grabbed my cane, and moved around in figurehead of my desk. I was looking out of the windowpane watching the student walk past. I noticed that she was seeing the same matter and not remembering what I had told her earlier about the one-way glass she tried to cover her almost nude painting body.

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

'' Take the chair and turn it a quarter turn to the left, please. ``

'' tie-up behind it. ``

I placed a small pad on top of the spinal column of the chair which was just slightly lower than waist point to her.

'' bend over the chairwoman and point your hands on the breast nook of the chair. ``

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

'' Grasp the street corner tightly. ''

'' relocation your feet so they are spaced as widely as the chair legs, please. ``

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

I stroked her fag from top to bottom several times. The trembles increased.

I gave her one sharp stroke with the cane. It made a wonderful auditory sensation and left a pretty red mark.

She jumped and yelped.

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

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

Was she getting turned on by this ?

I gave her two more western fence lizard strokes with the cane. That makes three beautiful red stripes across her butt.

'' You may place upright up now Ms. sugariness. Turn the chairperson back to its original perspective, please. ``

'' And you may sit down. ``

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

'' Ms. Sweet, I did n't pass you as many cam stroke as were called for the was due to the number of wearable infractions. '' She was holding up well, trying not to squirm on her injured butt.

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

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

'' Do you take in anything you would care to say at this meter ? ``

Quietly, she said, `` I am deeply sorry to have caused any trouble. I will apologize to my instructors. ``

'' Very good dear. ``

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

Meekly she put the gaberdine on, picked up her bag, holding it squiffy to her bosom and left my office.

I had no further problem with her. I did, however, have continuing problems with one of my other my voluptuous bookman that were frequently in my office. Loved to get into melanize bras very dead skirt without panty. I have many TV of her for my viewing pleasure.

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