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The School Mistress – Part XI

catherine — Thu, 04 Feb 2010 03:13:56 +0000

Another erotic bedtime story by Catherine. If you’d rather listen than read, just go to the Bedtime Story page.

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 lay, panting, over the knees of the School Mistress. His body shuddered in aftershocks from the force of his orgasm and he kept his eyes closed – delaying his return to reality as long as he could. His afterglow didn’t last long! The School Mistress stood up abruptly, tumbling the boy to the floor where he lay helplessly – legs still weak and trembling from his uncontrolled spurting; bottom still sore and red from his spanking. “Just look at the disgusting mess you’ve made you filthy boy!” The School Mistress shouts at him. “I really think there must be something wrong with you – stand up so I can look at you!” The boy struggles to his feet, pulling up his pyjama pants as he does so, and stands sheepishly in front of the Mistress. He flinches as her arm shoots out, but she only places her hand on his forehead. “Yes,” she says “Your forehead is quite hot, your face is flushed and you seem to be constantly in some state of arousal.” The boy is speechless with indignation. Of course he’s in a constant state of arousal – how can he be any other way around her?! For once, he wisely decides to say nothing and hangs his head in a manner he feels sure will go SOME way towards placating the angry School Mistress – fighting the urge to mutter obscenities under his breath. “Yesss…” she says again “I really think you should pay a visit to the new School Nurse – let her examine you and see what she thinks”. The School Mistress ignores for the moment the sticky mess on her smooth thighs and sits down to write a note which she thrusts into the boy’s hand. “Here take this to the Nurse and I’ll call her to tell her you’re on your way – so no detours!” The boy is in such a state of confusion that he merely takes the note, nods and plods off on quivering legs towards the Nurse’s office.

The sight that greets him as he opens the office door is a little disconcerting – perhaps he should have knocked first. His first view of the new School Nurse is of her ample bottom! She’s reaching across a desk, the navy blue dress hiked up, showing opaque black stockings and an expanse of smooth white thigh and the lower edge of round buttocks. The boy coughs nervously and the School Nurse straightens up and turns around. “Ah there you are!” she says “I’ve been expecting you – strip!” The schoolboy takes in the the sight of the nurse in her rather right uniform – breasts straining behind a white starched apron, pale blonde hair scraped back under a white cap starched quite as savagely as the apron, and realises he has no choice but to comply. He stands there, pale and shivering as the Nurse looks him over – from every angle! Only his insolent cock shows no sign of embarrassment and betrays his appreciation of the Nurse’s womanly curves. As he waits for the next stage of the examination, he hears the door open behind him and the unmistakable click of the School Mistress’s high heels. He feels the remaining blood in his face drain – and we know exactly where it goes, don’t we? He groans inwardly, but whether in dread or in anticipation or a combination of the two, even HE doesn’t know. “Oh good!” says the School Mistress with undisguised glee – you haven’t started yet – I wouldn’t want to miss anything! Please carry on as if I weren’t here.” “Oh yes” says the Nurse “You haven’t missed anything at all – I was just about to take his temperature – now then boy, bend over!” The naughty schoolboy hears the snapping on of rubber gloves behind him and, as he takes a deep, but rather shaky breath, the sound of the School Mistress saying “Ooooh – that’s a big one! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a thermometer THAT big before!” “Yes” says the Nurse “It’s a rather special one I had custom-made for just these cases – it will probe his prostate at the same time – I DO think that’s so important, don’t you?” The school boy closed his eyes tightly as he heard the School Mistress chuckle evilly. He, of course, knew exactly what that meant…

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The School Mistress – Part II

catherine — Mon, 06 Apr 2009 17:35:44 +0000

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The School Mistress – Part II – another erotic bedtime story by Catherine

The next day the boy was in class as usual, but wearing the panties under his school uniform. He was finding the experience quite enjoyable. He’d had a most satisfying dream the previous night. In this dream the Mistress had been wearing the panties before removing them and passing them to him. The panties were still warm and the boy had pressed them to his face before putting them on himself. Yes. A MOST satisfying dream… He woke from his reverie at the sound of something falling to the floor. The boy was immediately on his knees but found his eyes drawn to the sight of the Mistress’s shoe, dangling negligently from her toes. His nose was close enough to detect the aroma of the Mistress’s highly-arched foot, mingled with the scent of her silk stocking and leather shoe. He inhaled deeply and felt pleasure seep through his body – right to his hard little cock! He fumbled around on the floor for the dropped pencil without taking his eyes from the Mistress’s foot, unless it was to look as far as he could up her skirt. The way her legs were crossed, if he tried really hard, he could just see the edge of her stocking-top. A sharp tap from the tip of the School Mistress’s cane brought him back to reality and he was able to retrieve the pencil and return to his seat. It was far from a comfortable seat, however. The boy’s cock was so hard, so insistent, that he was unable to resist the temptation to touch himself. This, of course, only made the situation worse! As did the sight of the Mistress pacing back and forth, cane in hand, as she read aloud from a slightly risque French novel. She tapped the cane lightly against her leg as she walked and the boy was, once again, lost in erotic reverie.

At the end of the lesson the boy was told to stay behind. He trembled as he stood before the Mistress. “Well? Did you follow my instructions?” “Yes, Miss, I did.” said the boy. “Then drop your pants and let me see!” The boy did as he was told – again feeling the shame of having his little hard penis so exposed but also excited by the sensation of wearing the pink panties. “That’s very good,” said the Mistress “but I’m afraid you will have to be punished again for your behaviour today. I saw what you were doing – I saw you touching yourself – and that behaviour is simply unacceptable in my classroom!” Now the boy was young and inexperienced, but not stupid, and it occurred to him that if the School Mistress really didn’t want boys to become aroused, then perhaps HER behaviour (not to mention dress) should be modified. Of course, he didn’t express this thought. As I say, he wasn’t stupid! He hung his head and stayed silent. Thinking that perhaps he’d be forced to wear the panties for another day which was hardly a punishment at all. However, the Mistress was having other thoughts. “Now then, because you’ve still not learned your lesson, I’m afraid your punishment will have to be more severe. Bend forward across my desk!” The boy was horrified! Surely she wasn’t going to cane him? Not for having an erection that she’d caused! Apparently she was. The boy quivered as he did as he was told. Tears of shame and humiliation welled in his eyes – not to mention fear as he heard the Mistress flexing her cane – swishing it through the air. “Are you ready?” the Mistress asked him. Now the boy was far from ready, but could hardly say so and anyway the Mistress seemed not to expect an answer because she struck him hard across his pantied buttocks. The pain startled a yelp from the boy and a strange heat surged through his body. He whimpered at the second stroke, but by the third stroke he was aware that the heat was having a profound effect on his penis. Precum seeped from the tip and wet the front of the panties. He found himself grinding his cock against the hard edge of the desk, wishing it were something softer. This time he merely groaned. “That will do” said the Mistress – her voice soft now, throaty – as if something were caught there – as if her breathing were restricted in some way. The boy stayed where he was, panting, with wet face and wet panties and waited to see what would happen next…

If this is your fantasy, or if you’d like to explore some other aspect of femdom, then call me or arrange a text session through sexytexting.com or, if you’d like to indulge in a little informal online chatting, look for me in the chat rooms at communitykink.com. If you just want to hang out with friends, relax and listen to some music and erotic radio, then tune in to The Magic Bus at 10:00 pm EST on Sunday evenings.

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The Naughty Schoolboy

catherine — Wed, 23 Jul 2008 13:22:48 +0000

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So you’ve been sent to my office you grubby little boy?! Stand up straight, pull up your socks and speak up boy! Don’t mumble! What have you been doing this time? I see you have a note – hand it over then, boy! It says here that Miss Riley caught you playing with yourself at the back of the classroom. Is this true? You filthy, disgusting little boy – you may well look embarrassed! What am I to do with you? This isn’t the first time you’ve been sent here is it? Last time you were caught looking up the girls’ skirts; looking at their panties. You’re a nasty, deviant little boy – a pervert. You don’t know what “pervert” means? Then I suggest you find out. When you leave here you must look up the word in a dictionary and write out 500 times “I am a pervert” and then come back here. You really seem to have no control over yourself whatsoever. I think that this time you’re going to have to have a caning. Now, where’s my nice cane? See how long and thin it is, how flexible? Hear the delicious sound it makes as I practice my stroke! Makes your mouth water, doesn’t it? No? Well perhaps it’s just me then. It’s going to make your bottom very sore, but maybe it will teach you a lesson. I think perhaps we should bring the girls in here to witness your punishment – all those girls whose skirts you’ve been looking up. Perhaps a little humiliation will do the trick. Now then, stop snivelling and pull down those shorts, yes – the underwear too. None too clean I notice – you really are an odious little fellow, aren’t you? Yes, I know the girls are giggling but what can you expect? What’s that I see? Well, you loathsome little creature – you have an erection! I can see we’ll have to beat that obnoxious little worm into submission. Bend over my desk – that’s right – and try not to get tears all over my paperwork. A good thrashing’s what you need! I’m going to give you ten strokes with the cane – you can count them out loud and then, well, I have a soft heart really. I may take pity on you, comfort you in your distress. Soothe your poor, sore, wounded little bottom; distract you from the pain. Would you like that, little boy?

If you think you’ve been a naughty boy and deserve to be punished then contact me and let’s see what can be done with you.

If this is your fantasy, or if you’d like to explore some other aspect of femdom, then call me or arrange a text session through sexytexting.com.

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The Chat Room

catherine — Fri, 04 Jul 2008 13:09:46 +0000

I love meeting people in our chat room. As some of the regulars will know, I often refer to it as a cocktail party. It’s a wonderful way to meet people – people who think like you do and also people who don’t! It’s a place to exchange ideas, a way to learn about fetishes and lifestyles and a way to get to know the Mistresses. I know, there are times when you want to call and talk about your fetish, your obsession, your passion, but you don’t know which of our wonderful Mistresses to call. Of course, you can have a fabulous telephone experience with any one of them, but sometimes you want to know a little more about them before you call. The chat room is the perfect place to “dip your toe in the pool”. You will get to learn a little about a Mistress’s personality and her preferences. We also manage to have a lot of fun in the process! You can talk about absolutely anything (as long as you don’t get too graphic!) but we particularly like our sissy sluts and cross-dressers, those who are interested in tease and denial and, of course, femdom in any form. Those party guests who get a little excited are always welcome to call me, or any of the other Mistresses.

I’m often asked in the chat room about my “favourite calls”. Well, corny as it may sound, my favourite calls are those with a happy ending. Whether your aim is to enjoy an explosive orgasm, be teased and denied or just to chat about your life, I want you to have a smile on your face when you put down that telephone. I love to talk about cuckolding, about how I’d like to use my strap-on on your tight little arse, how I’d like to “pursuade” you to suck cock and I have a particularly soft spot for adult babies. One of my very favourite things to do is role-playing. If you have a particularly detailed scenario in mind, I suggest you e-mail me first, outlining what you’d like to do. I’m very impressed by the vivid imaginations some of you have! I especially love the strict schoolmistress/naughty schoolboy scenario. Probably a leftover from my own schooldays. I went to a very strict (by American standards anyway) school and we had a savage headmistress! Of course texting is another of my favourites and it’s great for those of you unable to talk on the phone you can text me through sexytexting.com.

Empress Catherine
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