Free A Most Wicked Headmaster (BDSM Erotica) by Jay Merson Page A

swallowed hard, gulping his thick seed down
as it shot to the back of her throat. Copious quantity jetted in
hot spurts to fill her wet warm cavern and she gagged at the taste
and act of him emptying his seed into her. She did however maintain
her position, the excess sperm oozing out from between the seal of
her lips around his cock. The woman whimpered her shame and disgust
as he pumped his thick come into her.
    On and on the spurts went until finally he was finished, the
headmaster put a hand on her forehead and pushed her roughly away
from him.
    "No good bitch," he gloated, "not by half, you failed and
now..."
    She was on her feet in a second, attempting to break and run,
to where she didn't know but the certain lashing to come she didn't
want.
    With her hands and elbows still strapped behind her the woman
was easily caught. One of his hands gripped at the back of her hair
and swung her around like a rag doll.
    "Too late bitch," he chuckled and dragged the screaming woman
over to the dining table. With a sweep of his left arm he cleared
the few items on the table and placed his holdall on the floor then
lifted the struggling woman up onto the hard polished surface of
the mahogany table. He rolled her, onto her back and pressed down
on her shoulders to pin her at his mercy and dipped his head to
take one of her pert and firm nipples into his mouth.
    The woman's struggles lessened as the wonderful feelings
coursed through her. The warm, wet tongue flicking her tender bud
and the light grip of his teeth were sending shards of electric
sensation dancing through her entire body. She lay passively now,
mewing her contentment as his mouth worked his magic on her, all
fight now gone and pleasure her only thoughts.
    The headmaster paused in his sucking and licking of her
breasts to mutter in a low and reassuring tone.
    "Close your eyes bitch and don't look up."
    She did as instructed, waiting patiently for the wonderful
mouth to return and to restart the wonderful sexual feelings that
excited her nipples to aching point. In her dreamy state of high
sexual arousal she was aware of him crossing the room and the door
being opened and then closed. The woman was too far-gone, too
wrapped up in her coming pleasure to even question his actions. It
was great bliss she felt when two hands grasped her left ankle and
pulled her leg high and wide, it too a moment to register in her
brain when a second pair of hands gripped her other ankle and
hoisted her leg in a similar fashion to the first.
    She lay there for a moment, on her back, her arms bound
painfully tightly behind her and her legs held up and apart to
expose her pussy. When the realisation dawned on her that more than
one man was present she began to scream. Her screaming was renewed
with enthusiasm as eager hands felt at her gaping pussy, thick
fingers forcing roughly up into her moist warm interior. Her
shoulders lifted and her head strained forward, she opened her eyes
and then groaned loudly in deep shame and embarrassment. She saw
two of the board of governors, one holding each of her ankles in
one hand and their other hands fumbling between her parted thighs.
Their faces were flushed in high excitement and their eyes blazed
sexual need, both were naked and breathing hard as they ogled her
naked body.
    Between her open legs and at the end of the long table stood
the smiling headmaster and in his hand he held the multi-stranded
lash.
    "Sing well you little whore, for your failure is about to be
rewarded."
    Scream she did, for the groping hands withdrew and an overhead
lash of the strands stung down on her exposed pubic mound, some
striking her erect clitoris and others sending searing pain through
her puffy labia and soft pink inner lips. Her body bucked and
jolted, her mouth gaped wide and little trickles of remaining sperm
dripped from the corners of her mouth.
    "Good God!" one of the men shouted excitedly above the woman's
wailing, "this is most thrilling, hit her again."
    He