Published on 09/4/2006

Illustrated fetish story about teen girl learning, spanking, voyeur, fetish and cock sucking and cum swallowing!

Melia's Education

The HeadMaster is a dreaded man, filthy and perverted, with no morals or inhibitions to get in his way. With countless opportunities
to sexually dominate totally obedient and submssive schoolgirls and as age creeps up with him, his perversions grow increasingly
worse, ever delving deeper into darker recesses of depravity of male sexual domination.

He implemented the new school uniform code, consisting of an ultra-short plaid skirt hemmed up high above the genital crevice
along with forbidding the schoolgirls to wear undergarments. It included a mandate for schoolgirls to be freshly clean-shaven,
enforced with frequent inspections.

As with the other girls, Melia enrolled in Our School for Girls to learn how to orally service
men to the best of her ability. She had finished the strict training regimen with the Fellatio Teachers, working her way all the way through the Final Requirement, the ability to suck off one hundred men at the glory hole and to complete each and every one of them within
six-minutes. Taking longer than six-minutes with any one of them meant failure and a re-trial, followed by a possible spanking, caning, or strapping. After three tries at the Final Requirement comes The HeadMaster's Evaluation.

Melia had succeeded, and now it was time for The Evaluation.
With wooden dowel rod in hand, the HeadMaster was careful to outwardly maintain a stern appearance as Melia reported to him. She stood in front of him with arms raised and hands clasped behind her head. She was well indoctrinted in the importance of maintaining this address stance until she would be instructed otherwise. If she should balk, flinch or lose her hand-clasp in any way, she would surely taste the purpling sting of his wooden rod.

The HeadMaster slowly eyed Melia from head to toe as he slapped his stick against his leg. With her arms raised, her micro-skirt rode up even higher, bringing every fold and wrinkle of her genital crevice to full view. His discerning stare lingered there, searching for any slight trace of stubble. Melia trembled slightly.

"You seem to be properly clean-shaven, Melia," the HeadMaster began.
"But I want to take a closer look. Present yourself over the Punishment Bench."

"Oh, please, HeadMaster," Melia sobbed, as she lifted her leg over the dreaded bench.
"I . . . you're not going to cane me, are you Sir? "That depends," he returned as he watched
her begin to position herself over the bench. "Right now I want you to lean forward and
hold on tightly to the sides of the bench."

"Yes, HeadMaster," she responded as she carefully complied.

"You know your obedience is essential, Melia," he remarked. "Do not disappoint me."

Without response, Melia quickly mounted the bench. Her extremely short skirt rode high up beyond the small of her waist, which began to bring her lower body to the HeadMaster's view. She flushed at the thought of presenting herself that way to the HeadMaster. But there was more to come. Much more. They were both sure of it.

"That's not good enough, Melia," the HeadMaster continued.
"I want a better presentation from you."

Melia raised her head incredulously, not quite knowing exactly what he wanted. She heard the
threatening taps of his stick begin once again against his side.

"I want to see, Melia. Spread your legs wide."

So that was it, Melia thought, silently as she spread her legs apart for him, bringing her genital
crevice into an improved view for him. She splayed and displayed for him as she was told. It
seemed as she could almost feel his eyes bearing down between her out-spread legs.

The HeadMaster silently stood behind her with his arms folded, more relishing her submissive and compliant condition, rather than taking the opportunity to examine her most private, personal and
obscene diplay her required of her.

"Melia, your pussy is not quite into my full view," he observer dryly. "Raise your legs up high.

I want to see those lips pout open!"

"Yes, HeadMaster," she complied, as she brought her legs up and out for him. Her muscles
strained and began to grew weak.

"Spread wider! That's not wide enough!" he ordered. "I want to see DEEP INSIDE of you!
SHOW ME SOME PINK!"

"Yes, HeadMaster," Melia replied as she stretched her legs as wide as she possibly could in careful effort to provide him what he wanted. They both paused, each remaining in their respective positions in the quiet of the room. Melia began to tremble in nervous shame and humiliation of her display of immodesty to the stern, aging man.

It seemed an eternity to gwe as she maintained her silent, obedient display in the cold room. Somewhere in the building, she began to hear muffled sounds of leather striking bare skin with accompanying sobs.

"Do you know what you are hearing?" asked the HeadMaster.

"Oh, yuh . . . yes, HeadMaster," she stammered.

"That could be you in there, if you do not follow my every command. You know that don't you?"

"Yes, Sir."

"I want you to lift your legs, and maintain position for me," he ordered as he grabbed her ankles and lifted them off the floor. "Lift your legs, and show me what I want to see."

After his release of her legs, Melia's buttocks tightened as she strained her muscles in effort to pull her legs up off the floor. She was begining to feel the pain of this position.

"Oh, please, HeadMaster!" she blurted in desperation. "Please won't you let me suck you off?"

"All in due time, Melia," smiled the HeadMaster. "All in due time. . .

Part 2

She startled at the touch of the HeadMaster's hand between her legs. He groped
and fondled her, ringing his middle finger around the perimiter of her moistening labia.

She winced as she felt his finger go inside her, then deeper,
then another finger . . .

He probed and examined, having his tactile way inside her. He brought her to
a wet froth, dampening his fingers with her female fluids.

The HeadMaster pulled away to stare down at her again, scruitinizing her labia, now virtually glistineng with her fluids.

"You wet heavily, Melia," he commented. "I believe you could accommodate very large
men with your ability to lubricate so abundantly. . . I believe I will double-check you, Melia.
I want to determine your internal, ah, let's say - your assets."

Melia's head lifted for a short moment, slightly confused in her emotions, somewhat wanting
him to stop, but again, maybe even more of hoping he would surely continue.

The HeadMaster reached back down between her legs and put his fingers back inside
her, probing and kneading her, examining her for size of depth and breadth.

He found her tight and petite, assets of a perfect young lady. Any man would thoroughly
enjoy himself inside her. Meila's body rocked and swayed with his movements until
he finished with her.

"Have you tasted the cane, yet, Melia?" he asked as he picked up the hickory stick.

"Nuh - no, Sir," she stammered.

"Well, I'll give you a reprieve, providing you are able to suck me off properly," he remarked
as he tapped her lightly on her legs with his stick. "Are you able to suck me off and have
me cum in your mouth?"

"Oh, yes, Sir."

"Of course, we shall see very shortly."

The HeadMaster silently admired the lithe, frail body of the schoolgirl he had in front of him, deciding next to order her into the school's traditional Presentation Position.

"Get up off the bench, Melia. Put it back against the wall. Then bend over, clasp your ankles,
and take the Presentation Position," he quietly commanded.

"Yes, Sir," she responded as she did what she was told. She presented herself to the
HeadMaster, carefully spreading her legs locking her knees.

"Your bottom is in shadow, Melia. Turn yourself into the light, and spread your legs wider,"
he ordered. "I want to see you in a much better light!"

Part 3

"Now rock and sway for me, Melia. Shift your weight back and forth.
Move your hips for me."

"Yes, Sir."

"That's a girl. That's it. That's a good girl."

"Please don't cane me, HeadMaster!," she sobbed. "Oh, please don't - I'll suck you off
real good - I promise I will!"

"Then get down on your knees and get to work," he ordered.

Melia quickly went down on her knees and grasped the sides of his pants.
The HeadMaster pulled himself out and readied in front of her.

The room fell silent. Melia stretched forward, placed her mouth on him and began to suck. She sucked eagerly, bobbing her head and twirling her tongue as she sucked him to a hard erection.

The HeadMaster took mental note that Melia kept her hands away from his genitals, a forbidden act worthy of punishment. Her grasp of his pants for balance and control was a positive initiative, also indicating her sincerity and determination to get him
off as heavily as possible.

"Deeper, Melia. Bear down deeper," he ordered as he grasped her head and
pulled her down onto him.

"Cukka," she choked, fighting her gag reflex as his member bored itself to the
back of her throat.

Melia's suck was sweet and satisfying, eventually bringing the
HeadMaster to completion.

Part 4

The HeadMaster stood passively as he ejaculated, concentrating on the fullness of his
completion into her sucking and tongue-coaxing mouth.

He ejaculated quietly, yet heavily, sending spurt after spurt into her ever-accommodating
mouth.

Melia took him deeply, keeping her head in place as she thorougly drained his warm,
salty load. Froths of semen appeared at the sides of her receiving mouth, and she
began to drool his ejaculate.

The HeadMaster continued to ejaculate into Melia's mouth. Drools of semen began to
spill on the floor.

He shook his dregs as he remained in her mouth as Melia successfully sucked him off to
thorough satisfaction. He leaned back and let her finish him off. She took him to his groin,
penetrating deep into the opening of his pants. Cum drooled down her chin with
some wetting the front of his pants.

"Nice effort, Melia," the HeadMaster commented as he pulled himself out of her mouth.
"However, you failed to swallow. Just look at the mess you made! You will receive a
caning for this. But first, you must work a stint at the Glory Hole!"

"Yes, HeadMaster," she responded as she swiftly stationed herself at the hole
to suck off every male put to her.