Sir asked me to write out four of my fantasies and this is the first one. I know it’s a well-used fantasy, a cliché even? But, I enjoyed playing it out with him and seeing his unique perspective on it. I’ll write about how the scene turned out soon!
I want to tell you about a fantasy I have.
I hope you find it as hot as I do!
You are the Headmaster of a boarding school and I am a very naughty Senior who was caught with a boy in the girls locker room. We were found half dressed and the boy had his hand up my skirt. I was clearly enjoying myself as I was moaning loudly enough to draw the attention of a teacher who immediately brought us both to your office. We are told to wait outside in the hall until we are called. The boy gets called in first and gets off easy with one day of detention and is promptly sent home.
You call me into your office, and I enter timidly. You are sitting at your desk filling out some kind of form and you don’t even look up as I enter. You finally put your pen down and look me up and down making me even more uncomfortable. You ask me what I was doing to be so naughty. You make me say it out loud to you and admit that I am a bad girl and that I like to let boys touch me. You threaten to call my parents and let them know that I’m behaving like a little slut. I tell you that I will do anything you want as long as you don’t notify my parents! You tell me that I am to be punished, and you ask me if I will be able to handle it. I am scared and shy but I am so desperate that I agree to allow you to punish me. You inform me that I am to be spanked and you force me to bend over your desk. I am wearing my school uniform, a skirt and knee high socks, and when I bend over, you have a nice view of my sweet young thighs and you can almost see my ass cheeks. You tell me to lift my skirt up and expose myself to you. I protest – you can’t possibly be serious! But you are serious, and I am scared that you’ll out me to my parents so I slowly and shamefully pull my skirt up showing you my cute lace panties. You tell me to spread my legs and I am so embarrassed, but I do it. You spank me once with your hand on top of my panties, but that just doesn’t feel right. You tell me to pull my panties down to my ankles. I am shocked that you would say that. What if you see my pussy! You remind me that I said I could handle your punishment, and I slowly comply knowing that I would rather do this than face my parents. I pull my panties down over my ass and let them drop to the floor. You continue to spank me with your bare hand, telling me how my cheeks are getting warm and pink. You tell me that you like my ass and you like spanking it. Then you tell me to spread my legs wider and you swipe your finger down my slit. I am stunned that I am allowing you to touch me in this way, but I am so turned on and dripping wet. You show me your wet finger and tell me that I am such a slut for getting turned on by her headmaster’s punishment. You tell me to open my mouth and I know exactly what you are about to do. You make me suck my own juices off of your finger which only causes me to become more aroused.
You decide that it’s time to escalate my punishment so you grab your riding crop. I’ve never seen one before and I am scared. It hurts when you swat me with the crop over and over, but I realize that I like it, and I only get wetter. You instruct me to sit in your office chair with my legs spread, and you tie my hands behind my back. By this time, my inhibitions have gone out the window, and I am in full slut-mode, I want you. As you rip open my school shirt and expose my tits, you tell me that you’re going to teach me how to be the best little slut for you, how to please you, and how to make you cum. But first you are going to make me cum so hard I will never forget it or you. You then quickly remove all of your clothes and and stand over me, twisting one of my nipples until I cry out. You reach back and pull a curved glass dildo from your desk behind me. You ask me if I want it, if I want you to put it inside me and fuck me with it. You make me tell you that I want you to fuck me with it because you know that I do. You then kneel before me and slowly insert the dildo into my pussy and pump it in and out of me. The dildo begins to make sloshing sounds because I am so turned on. You realize the sight of my wet pussy right in your face has driven you over the edge and you can no longer hold back. You just have to taste me. You lick my clit, swirling the tip of your tongue around it and lapping at it passionately. The combination of the dildo and your tongue drives me over the edge and I cum so hard on your face, my toes curl and I gush all over you and your chair. I’ve never felt anything so powerful in my life! You stand up with my pussy juice on your lips and kiss me deeply as I am still coming down from my orgasm.
Once I have recovered, you inform me that it time for me to learn how to please you. You untie my arms and instruct me to kneel before you. I kneel submissively before you and look up at you waiting. You gently caress my face and then your hand reaches back and pulls my hair, pushing my face towards your cock. You tell me exactly how you want me to suck it, you make me deep throat you, rapidly fuck my face, make me take your balls into my mouth, and then you cum all over my face and tits. You tenderly pull my hair back and make me look up at you. You tell me that I did good and that I was a good little slut and you lean down and kiss me. You compose yourself after a moment and begin to get dressed. You tell me that I am dismissed and I gather my clothes quickly; I am satisfied but embarrassed that I was so slutty with my headmaster. As I’m walking out the door, you tell me that I better be a good girl or next time you were going to teach me how to please with my pussy. I wonder if I will be a good girl or not!
Sir, if you were my headmaster, I would certainly let you have your way with me!
I went out of town the weekend of the 3rd and was not allowed to orgasm since the prior Thursday. I went over a week without release, but Sir teased me and brought me to the edge, then denied me several times throughout the week when we played. As a result, I felt like I was a walking sex fiend; I was constantly horny and wet. In all, I went eight days without an orgasm and this coincided with the week of my cycle when I am at my horniest. I am very proud of myself for not giving in, and I would like to see if I can make it even longer one day.
Friday night, Sir had me open a gift meant for the next day. He said he wanted me to see it so that I could get in the right frame of mind for our session on Saturday. Inside was a Hogwarts themed school girl costume with a sexy button up shirt, skirt, knee highs, neck tie, a scarf and even Hermione Granger’s wand! I’ve often fantasized about a professor-student sex scene, and I was very excited to see how Sir would make it his own. Seeing that he had altered the scene to include one of my favorite stories and characters made it even more tantalizing! I was glad I had lots of time to imagine how the scene would play out and what Sir would do to me, and I was able to get myself into the right frame of mind.
We spent Saturday morning running errands and came home to relax for a bit before getting started. It was nice to have plenty of time to shower and prepare myself physically and mentally. When I got out of the shower, I saw that Sir had laid my largest butt plug out on top of my clothes. Even though I’d worn that one before, it was only for a few minutes and it felt huge inside of me so I was still very intimidated by it, but I didn’t want to disappoint him or complain so I got it in and found it wasn’t too uncomfortable. Sir instructed me to go into the computer room and start studying, and I found he’d set up a porno of a slutty Howgart’s student who liked to suck cock. I watched it for a few moments before he burst into the room and demanded for me to tell him what I was up to. Our scene had begun! He commanded me to follow him to his office, grabbing my school tie and pulling me along behind him blubbering about how I was sorry. The Professor told me I was a naughty girl and that he was going to call my parents immediately. I, of course, told him I would do anything for that not to happen. I was desperate! The rest of the scene played out beautifully, with him telling me that there were rumors throughout the whole school about what a slut I was and how he knew what a great cocksucker I would be. I swore I’d never seen a cock before but he knew I was lying because I took him into my mouth like a true professional. He had me partially undress while he took photos of me for evidence of what a slut I was, I denied it at first. He leaned me over his chair while he spanked me with a looped leather strap, taking more photos of my pink cheeks, and he asked me what kind of girl wears a giant butt plug. He made me tell him – a slut. He fucked my pussy with a chilled glass dildo and brought me to orgasm with his fingers on my clit twice. He then fucked my pussy with his cock commenting on how tight I was because of the butt plug. I was screaming and panting and begging the whole time, a mess of hormones and need. Hearing him tell me that I was a slutty girl and that the whole school was talking about me turned me on immensely, and having my photo taken for evidence of my sluttiness made me even wetter. I don’t know what it is about these humiliating situations that get me going so much, but it really helps to hear his voice teasing me like that. I was on another level once we really got into the spanking and fucking, not necessarily subspace but somewhere close, a floating out-of-body feeling that I really love. He finished in his favorite spot, right on my chest, then it took a few minutes for me to come around.
I think we both really enjoyed getting into character for this scene. We fell comfortably into our roles, I was able to sink into the role of a slutty student and lose myself to the sensations and punishments of my Professor. I only wonder, when can we do it again?