The School Mistress – Part IV

Another erotic bedtime story by Catherine.

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“You filthy, disgusting, loathsome boy! Just look at the mess you’ve made on my desk!” The boy looked, of course. How could he not? He looked at the sticky mess on the edge of the desk and wondered if all women were like this. He’d been teased, caned and aroused to the point of orgasm at the hands of the School Mistress and now she berated him for having ejaculated against the edge of her desk! Still, young and inexperienced as he was, he knew that he’d never meet another woman like this one. He still trembled and panted from the force of his orgasm and waited to see what would happen next. The School Mistress’s own breathing was returning to normal. The “ice queen” mask was back in place. No one must ever know the intense pleasure she derived from punishing the boys in her charge.

“Get something to clean that up with!” the Mistress told the boy. “Yes, Miss, but may I get dressed?” he replied. “Well,” said the Mistress, “You may pull up your panties but leave off your pants.” Now as much as the boy had enjoyed wearing the so-called “punishment panties”, he didn’t want the other boys knowing about them, so he tried to clean up his mess quickly. He was on his knees, cleaning the edge of the desk, wearing only the flimsy panties and his school shirt, tie and blazer, when he heard the sound he was dreading – the sound of the other boys coming back to class. He made a small whimpering sound and paused in his work. “Why have you stopped? Carry on, you’re not finished yet!” the Mistress snapped at him and prodded him sharply with her beautiful italian leather, stiletto-heeled shoe. The pointed toe caught him just behind the balls and caused the boy to flinch and yelp in surprise and pain. Behind him he heard the boys beginning to troop into the classroom. They fell silent as they saw him kneeling there – his red bottom showing clearly through the sheer fabric of the panties and the cheeks of his face a matching red. The boys took their seats and, now that they’d recovered from the surprise, began to snigger and jeer at the boy – laughing and pointing at his poor, sore bottom. The School Mistress allowed this to continue for a few minutes, noting the increasing redness of the boy’s face, and then quelled his heckling classmates with a hard look and the merest tap of her cane against her leg. “You may finish now, boy” she told him. The boy stood up, which caused another gale of laughter when the other boys saw the front of his panties and his sticky little cock – still semi-erect and showing through the soft, silky material. He made as if to leave the room but the School Mistress stopped him. “Oh no – your punishment isn’t over yet. You must stand in the corner for the rest of the lesson, so that everyone may see you.” Miserably the boy obeyed, thankful that at least his face couldn’t be seen but acutely conscious of his red arse cheeks – exposed and glowing through the frilly, girly panties! For the rest of the lesson he stood there and endured the stares of his classmates. The humiliation and shame made his eyes prickle with tears. Only the thought of even more humiliation kept the tears from falling. As time went on, however, he became aware of another sensation. Every time the School Mistress walked past him, every time he smelled her perfume, heard the click of her high heels, the casual swish of her cane, his penis responded. Responded to the sounds, the fragrance and to the memory of that caning and its climax. By the time the class ended and the other boys had left the room, his cock was as hard and throbbing as it had ever been. What would happen when the Mistress saw it? He’d been wondering what would happen with the other boys when he returned to the dormitory they all shared, but now at this moment, all he could think about was his throbbing cock. His throbbing cock and the School Mistress…

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