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She didn't really know what to say and just hung her head. He started to lick and tease her nipples with his tongue and she threw back her head relishing every minute of it. He then sunk his teeth hard into her breast causing her cry out in pain, but within seconds she felt a rush of warmth inside her pussy and longed to be fingered there. Ray grasped her buttocks under the gym skirt and squeezed her rounded cheeks; he loved her ass and wondered why he had ever let her go.
He then roughly grabbed her by the hair and yanked her down and pulled her face into his crotch. Morgana fell heavily onto her knees and yelped. "Can you smell my desire you horny little slut?" he shouted. Yes, he was most definitely pissed off with her she thought to herself.
"Sam tie her hands behind her back" he said. Sam got her own polo shirt and tied her best he could. "Right Morgana unzip my pants with your teeth and hurry up about it!" he shouted. She fumbled and fought with zip, but no matter how hard she tried she couldn't pull it down.
"You are doing that on purpose," roared Ray. "That's it, get on the snooker table I'm going to punish you!"
As Sam untied her hands Morgana felt afraid and excited all at the same time. She did as she was told and got on the table. "On all fours Morgana and lift up your skirt." When she was in position Ray went round the back of her pulled off her thong, chafing her tender thighs as he did so. She felt all three leering at her nakedness and pressed her thighs tightly together.
"A little bit late for that don't you think Morgana?" said Ray. "Lets not pretend any false modesty here; now spread those knees." She spread them as wide as she could and felt the excitement building within her. She luxuriated in being on show like this.
Ray stood behind her and pulled her ass cheeks so wide apart she felt she might split in two. He told his two friends to look at her tight ass hole and allowed them to finger it and stretch her for a few moments. Then she felt a tongue licking her there.
"Oh God, I love that. Please don't stop Ray." His tongue slipped further into her hole, in and out it went, and she started pushing back wanting as much inside her as possible. His two friends came to assist one at each side holding her cheeks apart. It felt like she was on doctor's table being examined and she smiled at thought, not a bad idea.
Ray's hot wet tongue slid down her pussy now and the other two took advantage of her empty hole and licked and fingered it in turn. Morgana felt she might explode as Ray found her clit.
All she could manage was, "Yes, yes, yes." Her body writhed with enthusiasm and Roger pulled her breasts and started sucking her nipples, as Sam fingered her tight ass hole and Ray licked her into submission.
"Please don't stop," she moaned "I love it". But they did stop, all of them. She was so hot and ready to come it was like torture.
"You will suck my cock first you dirty little bitch," said Ray. She scowled at him, but would do anything as long as they started 'playing' with her again.
"OK" she said.
He told her to stay on the table, as she was, ass in the air so his mates could look at and smell her tasty little cunt while she gave him a blowjob. He came over and got his cock out and made her bend further and she started start sucking. Mmmmmm he tasted so good she knew he would.
Ray started to moan as she licked the tip, tonguing inside the little slit on his knob. Then she took as much of him down her throat as was humanly possible. He took over at this point and started fucking her mouth, steady thrusts to start with then faster and faster. Morgana gagged and spluttered, bravely trying to keep control.
She heard his two friends chanting as they looked on, "Fuck the bitches mouth, fuck the bitches mouth." They had started wanking themselves in rhythm with Ray.
Ray was about to cum, but to her surprise he pulled out of her mouth and ejaculated all over her face. She gasped with surprise; it was all over face and in her hair, with some dribbling down her chin. Simultaneously Roger and Sam shot their load; it went all over the games room carpet.
At that very second the games room door opened. Morgana slowly turned her spunk-covered face and gasped in shock as she came face to face with Deputy Head Martyn and Headmaster Dave.
"OH MY GOD. NOT AGAIN!" she cried.
Martyn leered at her and told her to stay just where she was. "This is the second time I have found myself staring into your juicy cunt and asshole Morgana; not that I'm complaining but just how are you going to explain it this time? I must admit there's nothing I like better than a virgin little slut in school uniform. If you could only see yourself, rounded white bottom, wet cunt, tightly puckered asshole, skirt up round your waist and wearing that vulgar underwear and your black stockings.
"I'm sorry Sir," she managed to whisper. "Please please don't tell my Mammy and Daddy," she said the fear plain to see in her shining eyes.
Meanwhile the lad's pricks had shrivelled up to virtually nothing! They just stared at the two men, not knowing what on earth to do or say. Headmaster Dave turned to them. "Leave your pants down and all of you bend over the snooker table." They tottered over trousers at their ankles looking as ridiculous as they now felt, their faces burning with shame.
"Please deal with them Martyn," he instructed "you can get the cane out of my games cupboard over by the window. Morgana kept quite still and was eager to observe how these 'men' would take their punishment." She was still in shock at being discovered like this, but even so his words sent an excited burning sensation to her pussy and her nipples hardened; she was going to enjoy this.
"You will each get six strokes of the cane and a letter home to take to your parents." The boy's legs began to shake visibly. "Of course you could always take twelve strokes and no letter," said Martyn smirking; it was obvious which choice he hoped they would pick. The boys muttered amongst themselves, then turned to Martyn and said in unison "Twelve strokes please Sir."
"YES!" shouted Morgana before she could stop herself and a hush fell over the room as everyone turned to look at her.
"Morgana if I were you I should start to worry about your own predicament instead of concerning yourself with others. You won't be given a choice." She cursed her big mouth; she just didn't know when to keep quiet. She was starting to feel uncomfortable in her enforced position on all fours and wanted to wipe away the sticky cum from her face.
"Right boys bottoms out at the ready please and for goodness sake cheer up," said the Deputy, laughing at his own dry sense of humour.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
"OW! OW! OW!" The room was filled with screams; they hadn't expected it to hurt anything like this much. The Headmaster looked on severely and glared at Morgana's lustful eyes. She lowered her head quickly but too late, he had seen her.
"Continue Martyn please as I'm anxious to deal with this young lady's needs."
"My pleasure Headmaster, in fact I need to have a little word with our outspoken pupil myself; some unfinished business from this afternoon." Morgana groaned in realisation that by some miracle she'd hoped he might have forgotten her earlier little outburst.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
Morgana stared down at the boys and could see tears in poor Roger's eyes. Sam stood firm, but his grimace showed he was fighting the pain. Ray gave her a quick wink, and she smiled back at him, so impressed by his courage. She then noticed something quite unexpected, all their pricks were rock hard; she grinned as she realised they were all turned on by their spankings.
Martyn inspected the bottoms, bright red and weals beginning to form. He hadn't drawn any blood of course; this man was an expert. He reached down lifted up their trousers and Morgana thought his hand brushed against their wooden-like cocks; surely she was mistaken.
"Right disappear you three before I change my mind and send letters to your parents anyhow." The boys couldn't get out of the door fast enough.
"Well now Morgana," said the Headmaster "I feel I have no option than to call your parents over this disgraceful behaviour." He walked over the phone and stood with back to her and rang the number. Morgana could only listen the Head's half of the conversation. "Morgana has disgraced herself yet again and has acted in a lewd and disgusting manner. So you want to place the matter entirely in my hands and deal with her as I see fit? I know you are bound to be concerned with this outrageous behaviour, but I have seen many girls like Morgana her over the years and trust me I know exactly how to deal with her. But you must give a free a hand in order for it work, my methods are somewhat unusual but very effective I can assure you. Yes Sir I understand; you don't want any details just the matter dealt with. I will personally give her a lift home myself right to the front door after her punishment."
The Headmaster walked towards her obviously delighted with the outcome of the telephone call. "Before I deal with you over this evening's little performance, I think that Martyn here has an issue to settle with you."
"Thank you Dave, I most certainly do. This young lady needs to learn how to keep her mouth shut and learn some respect. Keep exactly as you are my naughty little schoolgirl." He went to the 'games cupboard' and brought an unusual looking object.
"Open that big mouth of yours Morgana." It was then she realised what it was – a ball gag! She had seen one in the shop and asked Marcia what they were.
"Please Sir don't make me wear it," she said with her big eyes pleading. He took no notice what so ever and placed the red ball in her mouth and secured it at the back.
"I am going to spank you until you cry Morgana. Only then will I feel there is any chance of regretting your outburst earlier. Brace yourself."
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
She tried to scream such was the ferocity of the blows from his large firm hands. Her ass was on fire! He then rubbed her scarlet cheeks with those same hands and she moaned with pleasure this time, it felt so good. He let his finger trace inside the cleft of her upturned bottom and then slowly progressed towards her moist pussy. She wantonly spread her legs wider and crouched down urging his finger to delve deeper inside.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
This next barrage of blows came without warning and she felt them all the harder for it. His slaps caught her open pussy lips as well this time and she felt her knees buckle but managed to keep on all fours. Martyn walked in front of her and looked into her eyes, they were streaming with tears by now.
"Are you sorry yet Morgana?" he asked.
She nodded furiously. Even though she was in pain she felt her body reacting in other ways to this punishment. Her pussy felt warm and ached to be filled, her lips and clitoris were swollen with need whilst her rosy pink nipples had never felt so hard.
"Time for the snooker queue test I think," said the Deputy Head. He picked one up and inserted the tip into her gaping cunt and swirled it around in her juices. He brought it out and showed to the Headmaster. It was glistening with her wetness. If that wasn't humiliating enough, he proceeded to remove her gag and tell her to suck it clean. Morgana eagerly complied with his order; she had always loved the taste and smell of her own scent, since she was a young girl in puberty.
"What a greedy girl you are Morgana" he mocked.
The deputy returned to her rear end again. He bent between her legs and she felt his tongue on her inner thigh.
"Just licking up the juices that are dripping down from your pussy Morgana."
She felt his warm breath on her thighs and that long tongue licking up her shame and couldn't help but press her sex towards him. Then just as quickly the tongue stopped.
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"Owwwwwwwww!" she squealed. " Please Sir I can't take any more!"
"I will be the judge of that Morgana. Have you got anything you want to say to me?"
"I'm a very sorry and bad girl Deputy Headmaster. Thank you for spanking me but please stop now Sir, I beg you. It hurts too much."
"Well now that's a lot better I must say Morgana. I think you have learnt your lesson for now and of course the Headmaster has yet to punish you for this evening's slutty display hasn't he?"
"Yes Sir," she said resigned to her fate, whatever that may be.
"You may leave us now Martyn," said Headmaster Dave. "One of us best keep an eye on things downstairs at the party and I will have my hands full here, carrying out 'Daddy's' wishes."
With that Martyn went and Headmaster Dave locked the door behind him. He instructed Morgana to get down off the table and ushered to a small antechamber that was in fact a bathroom.
"Lets get you cleaned up girl, you are an absolute disgrace."
Morgana couldn't be more pleased; she felt sweaty and dirty and would enjoy nothing better than a long soak. She filled the bath and used the rose scented bath oil and was soon luxuriating in an abundance of bubbles.
"Now then where shall we start?" Her Headmaster had followed her into the room.
"I'm big enough to wash myself now Sir, thank you," she said airily, knowing that he wouldn't take the slightest bit of notice of her.
He ordered her to stand up for him and proceeded to wash her shoulders and neck very gently with the sponge. He moved down and soaped her full upturned breasts, teasing the nipples as he went. Morgana found herself thoroughly enjoying the pampering and relaxed. Further down he went, over her tummy and down the front of her legs; then back up the other side taking his time, almost caressing her bright red bottom with the sponge. She thrust her bottom towards him and opened her legs without being asked. Dave just smiled and washed her back leaving Morgana somewhat deflated, but not for long.
He then had her bend over and hold onto the taps, instructing her to spread her legs. She obeyed without question and groaned as he dropped the sponge and slipped his hand between her legs. His fingers stroked her smooth shaven lips and he very gently inserted two fingers inside her.
"Beautiful," he whispered. Morgana bent further down and was taken by surprise as she felt his thumb playing with the skin around her asshole.
"I'm not sure if I will like," but she didn't get to finish her sentence as he pressed his thumb into that tight puckered hole.
"OH YES!" she moaned, " Oh God I love that Sir" she was whimpering at this point all the while thrusting her red rounded bottom towards him.
Then without warning his fingers roughly pulled out of her body and,
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"Ow!" she turned and scowled at him. He chuckled as he explained that he wanted to know if it really did hurt more to be spanked when wet.
"Well I can assure you it does Sir!"
SPANK! SPANK! SPANK!
"Just making he sure," he laughed as her bottom wriggled and jiggled from side to side trying to out manoeuvre him. Of course she stood no chance.
He spanked her over and over as her fingers dropped down and she started playing with her own pussy. The harder he spanked the harder she rubbed her sweet little clit until she screamed out and came; the first time by her own hand. There had been a lot of firsts today.
"Get dried quickly, put on these clothes and come back out into the games room; let the fun commence," he said smirking. "Don't keep me waiting young lady or you will be sorry." Morgana picked up the 'clothes', if you could call them clothes she thought to herself. She looked at the 'top' first; it was made from black PVC material and fastened like a bra at the back. The front was laced right up and only a quarter cut bra held her breasts. She liked it! It seemed to offer her breasts for licking and sucking, her nipples going erect at the thought of it. The bottom was a matching crotchless thong, which gaped open showing off her rounded smooth mound. Then to finish were thigh high PVC boots with heels that must have been at least five inches high. She admired herself in the mirror and couldn't believe how good she felt, more of a young woman than schoolgirl she decided.
"Get your ass in here!" shouted Sir and she hurried after his voice. "Turn around slowly," he commanded "and then come over here." She paraded her body for him in her own coquettish little way and stood in front of him.
He took her hand and they walked towards what looked like a wall. But her Headmaster pressed a button and down came a strange looking cross-shaped contraption. He told her to lie face down it and she looked at him uncertainly feeling afraid of what might happen next.
"Do it!" he shouted and she quickly lay down for him.
Her head lay at the top of the cross and her arms outspread across the wood. In the slightly thicker trunk of the cross were holes cut out for her breasts to go through, leaving her soft flesh and nipples exposed underneath. Down the splayed legs of the cross went her own legs, leaving her feeling totally defenceless and at Sir's mercy. He reached under the ends of the cross and quickly cuffed her wrists and ankles.
"Let us begin Morgana. No use in trying to struggle as you can see there is no escape for you. You must take your punishment in the full knowledge that I have your Daddy's express permission to deal with you as I see fit."
"Yes Headmaster," she murmured softly. Although she felt totally intimidated and scared she also felt excited.
"Nipples first I think" he said. With that he kneeled under the cross and sucked her tits until they were hard and elongated; he then attached some nipple clamps and a heavy chain. She groaned with pleasure and pain. What a wonderful feeling, but she let out a sharp grasp as he tightened them forcing her nipples to bulge.
"Next the blindfold." She struggled and tried to stop him placing it over her eyes; she really didn't want to be deprived of her ability to see what he was doing.
"Keep still or I will gag you as well, you naughty girl!" Morgana kept still.
She sensed him walking away to the cupboard and then returning to her side as he began massaging her rounded buttocks. She relaxed, enjoying his gentler touch once again; but it wasn't to last.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
"Arrgghhhhh! What was that?" she screamed.
"This is my flogger Morgana, a faithful friend of mine, perfect for correcting your naughty bottom. Can you feel the leather strands licking at your ass and pussy lips? You have them displayed so nicely for me."
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
"Ow! Ow!" she wailed, tears brimming up in her dark blue eyes; but the Headmaster didn't stop. He continued, blow after blow to her soft flesh. She started to feel aroused, couldn't help herself as she felt the leather tips caress the curve of her tender bottom. She strained to open her legs wider and he smiled to himself as directed three gentler strokes directly to her open cunt.
"Oh yes, yes, yes," she moaned. She felt that ache inside her again that made her want her pussy filled. Dave could sense her frustration and thrust a large vibrator inside her and turned it up to full speed. How he enjoyed seeing her youthful firm body buck and writhe in front of his eyes. He knelt between legs and she felt his hot tongue licking at her asshole. Again she pressed back towards him beckoning his tongue further inside that dark musky tunnel. He reached under her and pulled on her nipple chain heightening her feelings of lust, sending tingles of pleasure throughout her hot clammy body. The feelings intensified she was going to cum; an explosion deep inside her womanhood sending delicious sensations spreading outwards reaching every nerve. She was on the brink and yelled, "Fuck me Sir. Fuck me hard!"
