Free Emotion in Motion: An Erotic Anthology by Kristen Thomas Page B

my…”
     
    “Yes?” I
asked, my heartbeat speeding up.
     
    “Well. 
I don’t mind when people look at me,” she said, turning a becoming shade of
pink.  “I’m a bit of an exhibitionist.  I actually like it when the boys look
at my body, especially my breasts.”
     
    She
trailed off and flushed a darker shade of crimson.
     
    “Surely
you don’t need the money.  Your step-father has more than enough and you
receive an allowance.”
     
    “It’s
gone,” she explained.  “He said I was spending too much money on clothes and
frivolous items.”
     
    “Let me
see if I understand the situation,” I replied.  My cock was now throbbing in my
pants at the thought of what I was going to propose next.  “You are short on
money because your step-father cut your allowance.  In order to have pocket
money, you’ve started fraternizing with the local boys.  You’ve been exposing
yourself in the town square for money.”
     
    “Yes.”
     
    “I must
contact your parents,” I threatened.  “They really should know about your
inappropriate antics in the village.”
     
    “No,”
she begged, her eyes filling with tears.  “Please.  If you contact my parents
my step-father will send me to a military boarding school.  I like it here.  I
just turned 18 and I only have a few months left before I graduate and I don’t
want to leave my friends.  Please, if they find out about this it will ruin my
life.”
     
    I
watched her as she worked through the situation.  A gleam appeared in her eyes
and I knew I was going to get anything I wanted from her.  My cock jumped in my
pants and I could feel the tension coursing through my stomach.
     
    “Please,
Headmaster, I’ll do anything I can to persuade you not to contact my parents.”
     
    I raised
my eyebrows.  Forcing her to voice her intentions aloud was thrilling and
sending shivers down my back.
     
    “I could
clean your study.  I will volunteer for kitchen duty.  I will help clean the
dormitories.”
     
    “I don’t
think that is the type of punishment that will help you to understand the error
of your ways,” I said sharply.  “In fact, I need to know exactly what you were
doing with the local village boys in order to decide exactly what punishment
will be sufficient.”
     
    “Yes,
Sir.”
     
    She
began to unbutton her blouse quickly.
     
    “Is that
how you undressed for the boys in the village?” I asked, my voice raspy with
need.
     
    “No,
Sir.”
     
    She
began to unbutton her blouse more slowly, swaying her hips back and forth as
she got closer and closer to being topless.  When the buttons were all done,
she shrugged the blouse off her shoulders letting it catch on her elbows.  She
thrust her chest out, the silky cloth of the blouse pulling tightly across her
ample breasts and accentuating the lacy pattern of her bra.
     
    She
turned away from me to drop her blouse on the ground giving me a perfect view
of her tight little ass.  She was unclasping her bra when she stood up.  Her
bare back was smooth and I longed to run my fingers over her supple skin.  She
turned suddenly and I was greeted with the breathtaking sight of her gorgeous
breasts.  They were full and perky with delicious little pink nipples just
longing to be licked.
     
    I took a
deep breath to steady my nerves before I attempted to say anything.
     
    “Is this
all you did with the local boys?” I asked pointedly.
     
    “Yes,
Sir,” She replied contritely.
     
    “Do you
think this is sufficient punishment, Haley?”
     
    “No,
Sir.”
     
    “What
sort of punishment do you think would be appropriate for you seeing as this is
how you were behaving in the village?”
     
    She
shook her head and shrugged her shoulders.  Three hesitant steps closed the
distance between her and me and she reached for the buttons on my slacks.  Her
deft fingers had my slacks unbuttoned and piled around my ankles before I could
draw in a complete breath.  My underwear slid down