The Headmaster Canes Cindy
Cindy rose from the stool when she heard her name, but her legs were wobbly and she had to study herself with her arms braced against the wall. The Headmaster glared at her through the open door and reminded her that he was waiting. Cindy slowly walked into his study slouching with her head held down. The distinguished middle-aged headmaster reached out to her and corrected her posture. Cindy was so scared she responded like clay in his arms. He motioned for her to take the strait-back wooden seat in front of his large headmaster's oak desk. He took his well-padded chair on the other side. He requested the note her teacher, Miss Croft, gave to her to give him. Cindy reluctantly handed him the envelope. The headmaster's eyes grew wide as he read it. Cindy waited in anguish tell he finally spoke asking her if she had anything to say in her defense. Cindy meekly replied that she was having a bad day when he cut her off by telling her that the bad part was just about to begin. Cindy stared down at the floor. After a short pause, she realized what he met and replied with a small voice: "yes, sir".
He told her to rise and remove all of her clothing. When Cindy hesitated, her told her not to make this worse for herself. Cindy reluctantly started unbutton her blazer. The headmaster's secretary entered the room and helped her with her uniform before placing restraints on her wrists and ankles. Cindy's lovely B-cups dangled down briefly as she bent over the desk. However, they were soon squashed against the top of the desk. He briefly admired her slender body before he pulled short sections of rope from a side table. Soon each of her limbs were pulled tightly towards the D-rings located on the sides of the desk. This position spread open her legs to expose both her ass, and to her embarrassment, her already wet glistening pussy. The headmaster remarked that listening to her classmate being punished may have been arousing, but he assured her that her own punishment wouldn’t be. Cindy was overcome with embarrassment as her arms were stretched out in front of her. Her pert little well-rounded teenage ass didn't have a mark on it. The headmaster surveyed her ass and remarked that he'd have to do the work of her teacher as well.
The headmaster took a light strap and came down on her forcefully with lashes alternating each cheek. Cindy let out a mummer with each one of the 36 lashes. Her bottom was now a nice shade of red. While Cindy's endorphins assisted her, he held up the lexan paddle with its two rows of holes for her to see. Her endorphin's had barely subsided when that paddle came down hard across both ass cheeks. Cindy exhaled a laud whimper and her eyes teared up. The next one struck her right cheek followed by one on her left cheek as she pulled against the restraints. He continued alternating sides with punishing swats marking her red ass with white splotches. Cindy struggled with the pain - this was much more severe than the strap. The study was filled with loud thud of lexan striking flesh followed by a desperate whimper. Cindy's ass was filling up with sores when finally, the last swat met its mark and the headmaster put the paddle down. 36 painful swats without a break. She was close to hyperventilating. Cindy was desperate for the endorphin rush that briefly followed. Her little ass was well spanked and already very sore. Deep red sores stood out from the redden damaged flesh on her bottom while her pussy dripped her arousal down her leg.
The headmaster reached for the rattan cane and held it up swishing it through the air causing Cindy to grimace before he placed a leather bit in her mouth. Several l-o-n-g moments later, he forcefully swung it into the middle of her sore ass. Cindy whimpered loudly in response; the pain felt like it split her sore bottom in half. The second stroke fell just below the first stretching another welt across her bottom. She continued to whimper loudly with each assault of the cane. Tears were running down her face to drop on the desk as the headmaster continued to march the cane down her bottom. Cindy clamped down on the bit hard responding to the stinging pain. A thick white line quickly rose before it quickly transformed to a purple welt each time the cane fell. After the first dozen strokes, the overwhelming pain of the cane embracing her sore skin caused her whimpers to graduate to loud cries. He paused after twelve strokes. Cindy was thankful that she could enjoy the little relief her endorphins offered during this brief respite. The remaining twelve strokes were incredibly painful. Her grimacing contorted her pretty face as she cried out in pain. The relentless assault on her ass continued to be punctuated with the fall of the cane ripping into her flesh. Her eyes were getting puffy, her lower lip quivered, and her arms were fatigued from pulling at the restraints. Her jaw was starting to hurt from clamping down on the bit. She cried out screaming in pain when the cane embraced existing welts -which it did many times towards the end.
Cindy was bowling with a study stream of tears while her lower lip continued to quiver at the conclusion of her punishment. She was left restrained, bent over the desk relishing the little relief her endorphins could manage for a several minutes. Her ass was covered with deep welts and a few of them were weeping blood, but her pussy was dripping her arousal on the floor – she couldn’t help herself. The headmaster's secretary immediately tended to her broken skin with a blotter and a styptic pencil. When her breathing stabilized and her crying dissipated, Cindy was unbound from the desk. When they removed the restraints, red bands imprinted into her wrists and ankles remained. The Secretary wiped her tears and took a wet wipe to her inner legs. The Headmaster embraced her. Cindy instinctively rapped her arms around him. He told her to please tell Miss Alice Croft that he wanted to see her in his study after school. Cindy's face brightened at the thought as she nodded her head.
The secretary escorted Cindy out of the study carrying her school uniform. Closing the door behind them, the secretary told her she wasn't done quite yet. Cindy gave her a questing look as the stool was moved to the center of the reception room. But she was too tired and broken to protest when the secretary sat down and motioned for Cindy to assume the position. Cindy slowly placed herself over her lap. After a few moderate hand spanks, Cindy was instructed to masturbate – her right hand made a bee-line to her clit.. The spanking continued as Cindy's finger moved feverishly on her clit. With the added stimulation from her very sore ass, Cindy had one orgasm after another that forcefully shook her young body. She spasm-ed over the older women's lap for a prolong time. When the spasms finely subsided, Cindy stood on wobbly legs again - but this time there was a smile on her face.
He told her to rise and remove all of her clothing. When Cindy hesitated, her told her not to make this worse for herself. Cindy reluctantly started unbutton her blazer. The headmaster's secretary entered the room and helped her with her uniform before placing restraints on her wrists and ankles. Cindy's lovely B-cups dangled down briefly as she bent over the desk. However, they were soon squashed against the top of the desk. He briefly admired her slender body before he pulled short sections of rope from a side table. Soon each of her limbs were pulled tightly towards the D-rings located on the sides of the desk. This position spread open her legs to expose both her ass, and to her embarrassment, her already wet glistening pussy. The headmaster remarked that listening to her classmate being punished may have been arousing, but he assured her that her own punishment wouldn’t be. Cindy was overcome with embarrassment as her arms were stretched out in front of her. Her pert little well-rounded teenage ass didn't have a mark on it. The headmaster surveyed her ass and remarked that he'd have to do the work of her teacher as well.
The headmaster took a light strap and came down on her forcefully with lashes alternating each cheek. Cindy let out a mummer with each one of the 36 lashes. Her bottom was now a nice shade of red. While Cindy's endorphins assisted her, he held up the lexan paddle with its two rows of holes for her to see. Her endorphin's had barely subsided when that paddle came down hard across both ass cheeks. Cindy exhaled a laud whimper and her eyes teared up. The next one struck her right cheek followed by one on her left cheek as she pulled against the restraints. He continued alternating sides with punishing swats marking her red ass with white splotches. Cindy struggled with the pain - this was much more severe than the strap. The study was filled with loud thud of lexan striking flesh followed by a desperate whimper. Cindy's ass was filling up with sores when finally, the last swat met its mark and the headmaster put the paddle down. 36 painful swats without a break. She was close to hyperventilating. Cindy was desperate for the endorphin rush that briefly followed. Her little ass was well spanked and already very sore. Deep red sores stood out from the redden damaged flesh on her bottom while her pussy dripped her arousal down her leg.
The headmaster reached for the rattan cane and held it up swishing it through the air causing Cindy to grimace before he placed a leather bit in her mouth. Several l-o-n-g moments later, he forcefully swung it into the middle of her sore ass. Cindy whimpered loudly in response; the pain felt like it split her sore bottom in half. The second stroke fell just below the first stretching another welt across her bottom. She continued to whimper loudly with each assault of the cane. Tears were running down her face to drop on the desk as the headmaster continued to march the cane down her bottom. Cindy clamped down on the bit hard responding to the stinging pain. A thick white line quickly rose before it quickly transformed to a purple welt each time the cane fell. After the first dozen strokes, the overwhelming pain of the cane embracing her sore skin caused her whimpers to graduate to loud cries. He paused after twelve strokes. Cindy was thankful that she could enjoy the little relief her endorphins offered during this brief respite. The remaining twelve strokes were incredibly painful. Her grimacing contorted her pretty face as she cried out in pain. The relentless assault on her ass continued to be punctuated with the fall of the cane ripping into her flesh. Her eyes were getting puffy, her lower lip quivered, and her arms were fatigued from pulling at the restraints. Her jaw was starting to hurt from clamping down on the bit. She cried out screaming in pain when the cane embraced existing welts -which it did many times towards the end.
Cindy was bowling with a study stream of tears while her lower lip continued to quiver at the conclusion of her punishment. She was left restrained, bent over the desk relishing the little relief her endorphins could manage for a several minutes. Her ass was covered with deep welts and a few of them were weeping blood, but her pussy was dripping her arousal on the floor – she couldn’t help herself. The headmaster's secretary immediately tended to her broken skin with a blotter and a styptic pencil. When her breathing stabilized and her crying dissipated, Cindy was unbound from the desk. When they removed the restraints, red bands imprinted into her wrists and ankles remained. The Secretary wiped her tears and took a wet wipe to her inner legs. The Headmaster embraced her. Cindy instinctively rapped her arms around him. He told her to please tell Miss Alice Croft that he wanted to see her in his study after school. Cindy's face brightened at the thought as she nodded her head.
The secretary escorted Cindy out of the study carrying her school uniform. Closing the door behind them, the secretary told her she wasn't done quite yet. Cindy gave her a questing look as the stool was moved to the center of the reception room. But she was too tired and broken to protest when the secretary sat down and motioned for Cindy to assume the position. Cindy slowly placed herself over her lap. After a few moderate hand spanks, Cindy was instructed to masturbate – her right hand made a bee-line to her clit.. The spanking continued as Cindy's finger moved feverishly on her clit. With the added stimulation from her very sore ass, Cindy had one orgasm after another that forcefully shook her young body. She spasm-ed over the older women's lap for a prolong time. When the spasms finely subsided, Cindy stood on wobbly legs again - but this time there was a smile on her face.
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