Kate's Story Ch. 01

"Please," she begged. "Please just do it.... please."

"Do what Katie?"

"Please.... oh please just eat my pussy and make me cum."

"Your 'slutty' pussy," corrected the headmaster.

"My slutty pussy," she responded.

"Your dirty, slutty cunt..." pushed Mr Grantham, his face moving ever nearer to her dripping hole.

"Yes," she panted. "My dirty, slutty cunt, please...!"

Mr Grantham relented and dragged his flattened tongue over her pussy lips, before using it to force them apart and delve inside. Katie was trembling as, for the very first time, she felt her pussy touched by another human being.

"Oh God," she moaned as Mr Grantham licked her, pushing her closer and closer to orgasm. "Oh God!, Oh God!, Oh God!"

Mr Grantham knew it wouldn't take long, Katie was so worked up before he even touched her that he knew it would simply be a matter of guiding her to the edge and giving her a gentle shove over the cliff.

"Oh.......fuck!" She moaned as her climax hit.

Mr Grantham grabbed her legs as he fought to hold her still enough to keep the pressure on her clit throughout, but strong as he was she eventually bucked away, only to instinctively force her pussy back towards his tongue for more. This happened two or three times until finally Katie lay, completely shattered on the chair, her legs splayed open like the slut she was, her long blond hair matted to her face with sweat. Utterly exhausted and yet irresistibly beautiful.

Mr Grantham pulled away from her and moved over to his desk where he picked up his phone. Within seconds he had taken half a dozen photos of the girl splayed wide for all the world to see, Katie barely even registered the clicking as the photos were taken.

Mr Grantham let her lay there for a couple of minutes. He sat back in his chair and debated whether to send one of the photos to Mr Phillips, a little treat for his complicity in all this. He eventually decided against it, plenty of time to show him later over a pint or a glass of twelve year old malt.

Katie stirred and pulled herself a little more upright. Self-conscious of her state she closed her legs and pushed her skirt down to cover her still dripping cunt and the feint pink mark on her right inner thigh that had appeared.

"Okay?" Asked Mr Grantham.

Katie nodded nervously.

"Anything you want to say to me?"

Katie wondered what he meant, pondered for a few seconds and eventually managed to croak a small 'Thank you."

"That's sweet," said Mr Grantham. "But, as nice as that was, it wasn't what you really, really want, was it?"

Katie looked down at the floor again, and suddenly the clicking of the camera registered in her head.

"Did you take pictures of me?" She asked with a worried look.

"Yes I did, but don't worry. No one will see them."

Katie didn't look reassured.

"Katie, I'm a man of my word... no one else will see them. You can't blame me for wanting to take them when you looked so beautiful, besides.... it doesn't hurt to have a little insurance."

"What do you mean?"

"Well, this is all well and good, right here, right now... but what happens when you walk out of that door?"

Katie looked slightly confused.

"I don't think you're the sort of girl who's going to try and cause me any trouble, but even so... even if you're grateful to me now, it won't be long before your name gets around and you can't move for boys begging you to let them feed their cocks into your willing little hole. I'm not stupid Katie, I'm not as young as I used to be, there's bigger, harder cocks out there and you're going to be overwhelmed by them....and I'd hate to think that you would neglect me after everything I've done for you."

"What do you mean.... neglect you?"

"Well, I'd hate for this to be the only time I got to see you like this, especially since I want to be the first to break in that delicious little pussy of yours."

Katie didn't know what to say, so she said nothing. Mr Grantham smiled as much to himself as to her.

"So, as I was saying.... isn't there something you want to ask me?"

Katie looked at him with a vacant expression on her face, she really wasn't the brightest of bulbs, but she was one of the hottest.

"Come here."

Katie took a second to gather herself up and then, looking a little nervous she padded around the heavy desk to where Mr Grantham sat, his cock straining against the confines of his trousers.

"Good, now.... undress for me. I haven't even seen your little tits yet, I bet they're cute aren't they."

Despite everything that had gone before, Katie felt incredibly nervous and hesitated just long enough to irritate Mr Grantham.

"I told you, I won't show those photos to anyone, but if you disobey me, well, I might have to reconsider."

Katie looked at him with imploring eyes, but Mr Grantham remained unmoved.

"Undress, now Katie."

Katie glanced in the direction of the door, aware for perhaps the first time that as far as she knew it remained unlocked.

"Don't worry, no one will come in that door unless I say so. Janet, my secretary used to be a girl at this school, she knows what goes on in here, the only reason she was so condescending to you was because she's jealous that she's not in here and you are."

Katie's jaw all but dropped open.

"Maybe one day you'd like to be my secretary, huh? Well, who knows... and don't worry about Janet, I'll make sure she gets taken care of later. Now, strip like the good little slut you are!"

Katie ever so slowly peeled her blazer off and looked around for somewhere to put it.

"Just drop it. Sluts don't care about their clothes, they only care about cock."

Katie dropped the blazer to her side and then began slowly undoing the buttons on her clean, white blouse.

"That's it, show me what I want to see."

Katie reached the last button and once again hesitated a little too long for Mr Grantham's liking.

"Katie... you're not here to tease me, so quit stalling and get naked, otherwise I am going to have to

add to the spanking that you are already due to receive."

Katie's eyes widened in horror at the thought of being spanked by the headmaster, but even as they did she felt her cunt spasm. 'Maybe I really am a slut,' she thought to herself as she peeled her blouse off of her shoulders revealing a plain white A-cup bra.

Mr Grantham placed his hand on the bulge in his pants and started to gently rub it, just taking the absolute edge off the need he was feeling.

Katie noticed the headmaster's hand stroking his cock and felt the heat between her legs increase slightly as she realised that her body was making him do that to himself. Slightly more eager to please, she reached behind her back and unclipped her bra before allowing it to fall down her arms and reveal her small but pert breasts.

Mr Grantham sighed contentedly as he gazed at Katie's beautiful little tits, he was already looking forward to pulling those nipples hard and making her squeal, but of course that wouldn't be happening today. Soon enough, but not today.

Katie dropped her bra on top of her blouse and blazer and then bent down to take her shoes and socks off.

"You can leave those today," he said.

Katie straightened up and took a breath before undoing her skirt and allowing it to drop around her ankles, that left her naked save for her shoes and socks and her sodden white panties, which were now stretched and ill-fitting not to mention almost transparent.

"You're doing great Katie, now come a little closer."

Katie took a step closer to Mr Grantham.

"Now, your panties."

Katie trembled a little as she hooked her fingers and thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slid them down her silky, smooth legs. Once past her knees she let them fall and stood up again, once again revealing her gorgeous, wet pussy to her headmaster.

"Beautiful," he breathed. "Now.... we've established that you're a slut haven't we?"

"Yes sir," she agreed with more than a hint of shame in her voice.

"And I've already explained that you shouldn't be afraid to embrace your slutiness haven't I?"

"Yes sir."

"I want you to kneel down now Katie, and then I want you to place your hand on my cock."

Katie sank to her knees and once again bit her lip as she slowly placed her hand on Mr Grantham's straining meat.

"Can you feel it?" He asked, knowing full well the effect it was having on her.

"Y, yeesss..." she groaned.

"You want it, don't you Katie."

"Uh huh," she sighed.

"Well sluts who want cock have to learn to beg for it. Are you going to beg for it Katie?"

She nodded softly but said nothing, after a few moments Mr Grantham prompted her.

"I'm waiting Katie."

Katie cleared her throat and licked her lips before opening her mouth a couple of times and then falling silent again.

"Beg, Katie..."

"Please may I..... please may I stroke your cock... Mr Grantham, sir."

Katie felt Mr Grantham's cock pulse as she spoke and she gave a little groan of her own.

He chuckled softly, "You're learning slut," he said. "But try again. And this time really let me know how bad you want it."

Katie was breathing hard as she started to speak again, "Please Sir, please let me... stroke your big hard cock, I need it."

"Better, just try once more."

"Oh please Sir, please let me, let me be your slut and have your cock..."

"You want it?"

"Yes."

"Where do you want it Katie? In your hand? In your mouth? In your dirty slutty cunt?"

Katie was rubbing harder and almost panting with excitement now.

"Look at you, you're like a bitch on heat... I bet you'd let me fuck you whether I had the photos or not wouldn't you? Christ..."

She looked at him imploringly and finally he relented. He undid the button on his trousers and pushed them down to reveal his cock nestling inside a pair of white boxer shorts. Katie could make out the outline of his impressive cock through the thin cotton and immediately reached out to stroke it some more. Mr Grantham smiled, while not huge, Mother Nature had blessed him with a solid 7.1/2" and even nearing fifty as he was he could still keep up with a man two thirds his age.

"Kiss it," said the headmaster as he looked down at Katie stroking his cock through the thin material.

Katie leaned forward and placed one tender kiss on the head of his cock, he loved making his girls do that. He loved to make them all worship his cock, but not just his cock... he didn't want to feel neglected, but he had no qualms about sharing his girls, the more the merrier as far as he was concerned. He knew he could never really satisfy a true slut, just as surely as his own wife never had a hope of satisfying him. No guy could, three strikes and even the best of them would be done, but a true slut girl could go on for hours if she wanted to.

"Okay, now gently pull them down."

Katie hooked her fingers into the headmasters shorts and tugged on them until his cock sprang out and pointed straight up at her, just inches from her face. She licked her lips as she studied the angry crimson red colour of the tip and wondered just how good it would feel inside her.

"There, that's what you wanted isn't it, not a boy's cock, a man's cock..."

Katie could only nod as it bobbed and strained in front of her face.

"Go on then, show me what a slut you are."

Katie reached out and curled her thin fingers around Mr Grantham's thick, hard, throbbing stalk. It felt good in her hand, warm and solid. She felt a rush of juice in her pussy as she slowly began to stroke it, just like she had with Justin's earlier that day before she was caught by Mr Phillips.

"That's good Katie, but it's a little dry. Why don't you show me how my new little slut sucks her headmaster's cock."

Katie looked up at him with huge eyes.

"Just lick it first, use your tongue all over the shaft and my balls, get it nice and wet for me."

Katie was cautious at first, but like the true slut she knew she was she soon got into it and soon Mr Grantham was groaning himself. He was running out of patience with the girl, he knew she was young and new and he didn't want to mess it up, but he needed more than she was giving him right now and wasn't prepared to wait any longer.

He reached down and guided her head to the tip of his cock, pulling her forward until about half of his cock was in her mouth. A couple of times he thought she might gag and backed off a little, but he soon pulled her down again, barking instructions as he went. He pulled her long blond hair into a pony tail and used it to guide her, one minute pushing her head down, the next pulling her head off his cock to chastise her while she gasped for breath.

"You're going to have to do better than that slut, don't you want my cum?"

Katie groaned and Mr Grantham couldn't help but notice that Katie had started sneakily playing with her clit while she sucked on his meat. Just like he'd told her, any man worth a shit loved to see a woman pleasure herself.

"I know you're playing with yourself while you suck my cock slut, are you going to cum for me again?"

Katie groaned around his cock and he pushed his hips up and his cock deeper still into her mouth.

"Good girl, you know that by the end of the month you'll be taking my cock in your throat when I cum don't you."

Katie grunted loudly as Mr Grantham began fucking her mouth in earnest, while she continued to toy with her clit.

"Are you close," he asked, pulling her head back with her pony tail. "Are you ready to come for me again slut?"

He grabbed his cock with his free hand and pumped it hard, ordering her to open her mouth for his load.

"You're going to swallow it all like a good little whore, and then you're going to cum for me, with the taste of my cum still in your mouth, aren't you?"

"Yes, yes... I'm a good little slut aren't I?"

"Yes Katie, you're doing great, now get ready, I'm cominnnnnnnnng!"

Mr Grantham pumped his cock furiously while Katie's fingers became a blur on her clit, and a few seconds later a huge arc of cum erupted from the end of his aching cock, some of it landing in her open mouth, some of it splashing onto her cute little tits. Mr Grantham continued to pump his cock until he was spent and then used his fingers to scoop up the cum that had missed her mouth and fed it too her.

Katie was so close, her first taste of cum hadn't been as bad as she'd been led to believe and the thrilling slutiness of swallowing the headmasters cum had far outweighed the taste in any case, but try as she might she couldn't she couldn't quite push herself over the edge this time.

The headmaster realised what was going on and bent down between her legs, his thick, experienced fingers quickly filling her cunt as his thumb expertly stroked her clit. He bent close to her and whispered to her, knowing the effect his words would have on her.

"You've been such a good little slut today, and now I want you to cum one more time for me. Just think about all the nasty things I'm going to teach you next time, I'm going to have you beg me to fill your pussy up with my cock and then I'm going to fuck you until you beg me to cum. That's what you want isn't it, your dirty little cunt filled with hot, slippery cum...?"

He felt the girl's body start to tremble and he knew she was right on the cusp.

"And when I've finished fucking your slutty little hole I'm gonna make you get down on your knees, just like you are now and clean my dirty cock, and you know what... you're gonna love every fucking second of it!"

Katie spasmed hard, thrashing hard against his body as her second orgasm consumed her. She slumped against him and Mr Grantham had to hold her upright for a few seconds until she found her equilibrium again.

"Okay, slut?" He asked, with a smile in his voice.

"Yes....." she purred, her eyes still only half open.

"Good girl," he said and helped her up and into his chair.

"I'm very pleased with you Katie," he said after letting her get her breath back. "And I'm very much looking forward to continuing your slut training. I'm going to give you a fortnight of detention, to be served in my office after school. I expect you to be ready to learn from me and anyone I invite to use you, do you understand?"

"You're going to let other people use me?"

"Of course Katie, you're a slut now, that's what sluts do. I might even let Janet have a go on you, she loves to play with little girls..."

Katie looked horrified at the thought, but deep down she realised that Mr Grantham already knew her better than she knew herself, and besides, he still had those photographs of her in his chair.

"I think you should get dressed now Katie, and I'll see you tomorrow."

Katie bent down to pick up her clothes and quickly got dressed. Now that they had both cum she felt weird being naked in front of him, even though she knew she would be so again in twenty four hours.

Katie gathered up her blazer and bag and started to walk towards the door, unsure of what she should say now that Mr Grantham was fully dressed again and once more her headmaster. He saw her ready to leave and smiled.

"Just one more thing before you go Katie," he said. "I expect all my sluts to be shaved smooth between their legs, make sure you do that before tomorrow."

Kate felt her cheeks redden once more, but even as they did she felt that familiar flutter in her pussy as she started to get wet all over again.