Free School for Nurses by T. Sayers Ellis Page B

eyes as he raised his hand to spank her again, and again. Then her cries of pain tapered out into a low groan of longing when she finally felt his weight against her. Tears pricked the back of her eyes, tears of frustration that she had lost control of herself, but then she forgot everything except for the sensation of his hand stroking her pussy. His fingers were teasing her, and getting her even hotter and wetter than she already was, which hardly seemed possible. At the same time her tears dried up as she accepted the fact that she didn’t have a problem with being the Chairman’s slut, she didn’t have a problem with it at all, in fact. She was a public girl and she liked to be noticed and she would be in the public eye a great deal from now on. She pressed her face against the expensive carpet as she thrust her buttocks up into the air for him, and stifled a moan of disappointment as he pulled her cheeks apart, and slowly pushed his erection into her bottom, bracing himself on her hips as he got what he wanted, and she got what she could never have asked for out loud. He banged her with a vengeance, his blue eyes blazing, and she came and came as she accepted her new position and began her new public career when Chairman Matthews came in her arse.
    Her arse was such a lovely rose colour from the spanking that Chairman Mathews declared she would have to come visit him before every show, so her viewers would get to see the best her body had to offer in full glorious colour, and he would put this clause in her new contract. He said he would make sure she gave herself fully to her public as he squeezed her sore buttocks. She moaned, her mind reeling as she felt him step in front of her. Her lifted her head up by the hair, and made her lick his erection. And she did it, she willingly licked the cock that had just come out of her bottom. He patted her blonde curls approvingly, and then untied her hands and told her to crawl over to the little bathroom, where he handed her a sponge and rubber gloves and ordered her to clean the floor.
    â€˜You told me you would do anything I said,’ he reminded her, casually slipping his tie back on.
    Utterly dazed, Erica slipped on the pink latex gloves, picked up the sponge, and knelt down on all fours on the hard tiles.
    â€˜Here.’ Suds splashed out of the tin bucket he shoved towards her with his foot. ‘Now put some foam on your nipples, Erica, and turn to me at smile.’
    She looked up at him without thinking, and the flash from a camera blinded her for an instant. The instamatic whirred, and a moment later Chairman Mathews was waving a drying print over her face. She saw a naked girl on her knees next to a bucket and a toilet, a sponge in her hand.
    â€˜Now be a good girl, Erica, or I’ll have to put this picture in the papers and show the world what you really are, an obedient little scrubber, not the glamour queen everyone wants to fuck. Clean my toilet before you leave, please.’
    And while Erica scrubbed, he took more pictures of her, focusing especially on the lovely round, glowing bottom that would soon be the star of the late show.
TheTeacher Teased
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    Miss Smith was a schoolteacher in the last stretch of her first training year. She was blonde and pretty, her hair almost as short as a boy’s, but her figure, more often than not exposed by tight T-shirts and jeans, made it abundantly clear she was a girl. Indeed, all the boys at her school, St Martin’s on Tyne, never tired of looking at the shape of her lovely breasts nestling like perfect round apples beneath her blouse, with the stems of her nipples poking enticingly against the fine cotton. Nor did they tire of admiring her buttocks, tight as melons that made you want to squeeze them and dig your fingers into their soft warmth.
    Miss Smith was on edge today, because although she was near the end of her teacher training year, this week was to be the crucial test of her