The School Mistress – Part III

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The School Mistress – Part III – Another Erotic Bedtime Story by Catherine

All characters in this story are fictitious and the naughty schoolboy is, of course, over the age of 18.  Perhaps if he’d paid more attention to his school work and less attention to his school mistress, he may not have been kept behind…

The naughty schoolboy was still bent over the School Mistress’s desk. Panting, with wet face and wet panties, waiting to see what would happen next. He was acutely aware of only two things – the heat pulsating from his buttocks to his hard penis and the closeness of the School Mistress. She, too, was breathing rather heavily. The panties hadn’t shielded his tender bottom from the caning and the boy was sure his bottom must look red and swollen through the sheer fabric. The only sounds now were of his own breathing and that of the Mistress. He didn’t dare move – she’d said nothing since she stopped caning him. He still pressed his hard cock against the edge of the desk, but furtively – afraid to anger the Mistress in case she decided to strike him again. He wasn’t able to prevent a low moan from leaving his lips. “Oh you poor boy!” said the Mistress in this new voice – this voice so different from the one she normally used in class. “Have I hurt you?” Now as I mentioned previously, this boy was far from stupid – only inexperienced and naive – and so recognised this as a rather foolish question in the circumstances and thought it better not to answer. He felt the Mistress’s hand begin to caress his bottom through the panties – those panties he was supposed to be wearing as a “punishment”. His sharp gasp was misinterpreted by the School Mistress and she said “Oh dear – I really have hurt you!” Her smooth, cool hand slipped beneath the fabric of the panties, gently stroking and soothing his inflamed buttocks.

The boy groaned again – this time from sheer pleasure. The coolness of her hand assuaged the burning pain but did nothing to lessen his raging erection. The Mistress began to peel the panties down over the boy’s bottom until they slipped around his ankles. “Yes” she said “Your poor bottom’s all red and sore-looking – perhaps I should kiss it better…”. The boy could hardly believe his ears – had she really said that – more to the point, was she really going to do that? Apparently she was. He felt her warm breath on his bottom and braced himself for the kiss in a way that he hadn’t for the cane. Her soft, moist lips touched his burning flesh, her tongue traced the outline of the welts and the boy moaned again – and kept moaning as he continued to thrust his cock against the hard desk. His entire body quivered and trembled. Just as the boy felt he could stand no more, the Mistress’s tongue slipped into the hot, dark crevice between his arse cheeks. This pushed him quite over the edge – all the fear, the pain and the desire burst from him in an explosive orgasm. His cock throbbed convulsively, spurting hot cum onto the desk and leaving him shaking and panting – his heart pounding in his chest. “There!” said the Mistress in the low, soft voice “Feeling better?” The boy was barely able to nod. “But look what a mess you’ve made – you naughty boy! What’s to be done with you?” The boy sighed and smiled to himself. Was he to be punished again…?

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