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“Weren’t you going to show me what a good, obedient girl you could be, Miss Langley?”
I nodded my head urgently and started to undo my blouse with shaking hands.
“Do hurry, Miss Langley. You should consider yourself extremely fortunate that I’m taking time from my busy day to instruct you myself.”
I shrugged my blouse off and shimmied out of my skirt as quickly as I could. I folded both of them up and placed them on the chair, as he had commanded. I looked at him expectantly.
“Why have you stopped, Miss Langley? You seem to still be extremely clothed.”
I gulped.
“You want me to take my underwear off, Sir?”
“Well yes, Miss Langley. I told you to take off your clothes. So take off your fucking clothes.”
I hesitated for a split second, then reached behind to unclasp and remove my bra, blushing with shame as my breasts bounced on my chest.
“Why are your nipples hard, Miss Langley?” the headmaster asked.
My blush deepened to nuclear levels. Mortified, I had no idea what to say.
The headmaster stood up from the depths of his chair and walked around the desk to where I was standing. He cupped one of my breasts, his hand surprisingly warm. It easily engulfed the whole of my breast, and he pinched my hard nipple between his thumb and middle finger.
“I asked you a question, Miss Langley,” he said, rolling my nipple between his digits. “Why are your nipples hard?”
“I’m not sure, Headmaster,” I murmured.
I was rewarded with a sharp pinch to my nipple, so hard and unexpected that it made me gasp. “Call me Sir!” he reprimanded me.
“Sorry, Sir! I’m not sure why they’re hard, Sir.”
His other hand cupped my other breast, both of my nipples now captive between his fingertips. He carried on rolling them both, coaxing them out, making them even harder.
“Why do your nipples usually get hard?”
My throat went tight. I couldn’t believe he was going to make me say this. Humiliation burned through me, but my pussy couldn’t get enough of his quiet, stern interrogation.
Another pinch, even harder. Both nipples this time.
I yelped in pain and desperately tried to formulate an answer that wouldn’t betray my arousal.
“I think I’m a little cold, Sir.”
He laughed derisively. Leaning forward, still fondling my breasts, he spoke right into my ear, his hot breath making me shiver. “Cold? You don’t feel cold, Miss Langley. On the contrary, you’re a hot little piece, aren’t you? Shall I tell you what I think? I think you’re a naughty, naughty girl who likes being undressed and punished. I think you fucking love it. I think you’ve wanted this from the second you walked in here, you dirty little whore.”
My pussy clenched and I found myself pressing against his hands, wanting more pressure, wanting his hands all over me. To my disappointment, he dropped his arms and walked back behind his desk, sitting in that vast chair of his.
“Knickers off, Miss Langley. Let’s see what you’ve got. You can keep your shoes on.”
I tried to compose myself, then hooked my thumbs into the waistband of my knickers, easing them down my hips and thighs, then stepping out of them as gracefully as I could manage. I was about to add them to the little pile of clothes on my chair, but the headmaster stopped me.
“Put them on the desk.”
Oh God. Fearing I might die of shame, I screwed them up and slid them onto the polished wood.
“Not like that. Gusset facing upwards.”
My legs started to shake. He was really determined to wring every ounce of mortification from me that he could. But, I did as he asked, seemingly unable to do anything else.
As I feared, a telltale trail of my arousal glistened back up at the two of us.
“Just as I thought. You really are a dirty girl, aren’t you Miss Langley? No wonder you’re struggling to concentrate on your duties with that swimming in your knickers all day.”
He took in my humiliated state, evidently amused by my discomfort.
“Bend over the desk.”
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