Date: Thu, 27 Dec 2001 18:12:56 -0500 From: laura adams Subject: Glroria, Substitute Teacher, Part III I worked on Part III over the holidays...my readers have been hounding me for a new chapter, so here it is...apologize in advance for any typo's, didn't have time to proof...hope you enjoy! Laura Jenny couldn't wait to show the tape to Ms Walters. She knew she'd be proud of her. At school the next morning, Jenny stopped by her office and told her secretary, Kathy, that she had a special present for the Principal and wanted to present it to her personally. Kathy asked her what it was, but Jenny said it was a surprise and wanted to present it herself. Kathy told her to have a seat while she asked Ms Walters. Kathy came back in a minute and told Jenny she could go in. Jenny, shaking with excitement, entered Ms Walter's office. Ms Walters greeted Jenny and asked her what it was that she was so secretive about. Jenny pulled out a VCR tape and handed it to Ms Walters, saying, "Ma'am, I think you're going to like what's on this tape." Ms Walters accepted the tape and walked over to the television/VCR. As the tape began to play, Jenny watched her Principal's expression. A shocked look appeared on her face as she saw the scene appear; Mrs Blake, her new substitute teacher was standing behind what looked to be one of the students in the school, and BOTH WERE NAKED. Upon closer examination, she noticed they were both standing on the top of a desk, and Mrs Blake had a large, black dildo protruding from her hips, poised to slip between the smooth cheeks of the bent over student. Turning to Jenny, Ms Walters said, "Jenny, where did you get this?" Jenny smiled and proudly said, "I made it myself. I arranged a meeting with Mrs Blake and included my best friend, Kelly in my plan. She turned chicken and tried to back out, but I FORCED her to participate. That's her, Ms Walters, on the tape." Jenny was beaming with enthusiasm over her accomplishment. Ms Walters continued to watch the tape as the action continued, Mrs Blake was now beginning to fuck the young student. She smiled and turned to Jenny, "This is really a wonderful tape you've made. How did you convince Mrs Blake to be such a willing participant?" Jenny went on to explain how the encounter went and how she put into practice some of the dominatrix techniques she'd seen Ms Walters use on Mrs Blake at her house. She said that it worked for her and she could now control both Mrs Blake and her friend. Ms Walters beamed at her new student. She was a quick learner, not afraid to act on her own. Placing her arm around the shorter girl, Ms Walters pulled her close to her in a warm embrace. Jenny's face pressed into her warm, comforting breasts. Reaching down with her hand, Ms Walters lifted Jenny's face up towards hers. Bending down, she slowly moved her lips over Jenny's. Jenny melted in her Principal's arms, feeling the power of her kiss as it spread down to her little toes. Jenny loved being kissed by her Principal. Her kisses always made her feel so warm and wanted, something that was missing from her home life, but being satisfied by Ms Walters. Ms Walters' held the kiss for a long time. She loved to kiss Jenny. For being so young and inexperienced, Jenny had a natural talent when it came to love making, especially with another person of the same sex. Ms Walters slipped her tongue past Jenny's lips and caressed the inside of her mouth. Her taste was so fresh and sweet as she continued to sample every crevice of her mouth. Jenny leaned into Ms Walters embrace as the kiss grew more passionate. She felt herself being drawn into the moment, her nipples had become hard and uncomfortable as they pressed into her bra, the now familiar wetness between her firm thighs becoming ever more present. Jenny moaned into Ms Walters mouth as she felt her large hands grip her firm buttocks through her dress. Ms Walters loved the feel of the young girl's bottom. Lifting her dress above her waist, Ms Walters continued her kneading action of Jenny's bottom cheeks through her cotton panties. As their lips parted, Ms Walters held Jenny closely to her. Looking into her soft blue eyes, she said, "Jenny, you always seem to amaze me. This tape is truly a work of art. How did you ever pull it off?" Jenny, looking up at her tall Principal, went on to tell her the whole story and how it just seemed to have taken it's own course. Ms Walters removed the tape and put it in her desk drawer for safekeeping. She thanked Jenny again for the gift, giving her a long, romantic kiss. As Jenny left, Ms Walters told Kathy to get Kelly's Mom on the phone. Ms Walter's detected a submissive trait in Kelly's behavior from the tape and she wanted to pursue her observation with her Mother...did she also possess this willingness to be dominated by a stronger person? Kathy told Mrs. Williams to hold for the Principal. Ms Walters came on the line, "Mrs. Williams, this is Ms Walters, the Principal of your daughter's school. I was wondering if you were available to drop by and see me today?" asked Ms Walters. Kelly's Mom asked if her daughter was in some kind of trouble. Ms Walters said that Kelly appeared to be "involved" with one of her teachers and she wanted to discuss the matter with her. Kelly's Mom asked what did she mean, "involved with a teacher"? A thousand questions raced across her mind. Weren't all the teachers at the school, female? Did she mean Kelly had become friends with one and it was affecting her performance. She hadn't noticed any change in Kelly at home, her grades were still very high. Ms Walters sidestepped any further questions and arranged for a 1PM meeting in her office. Sara, Kelly's Mom, was totally perplexed by the phone call. She prepared for her meeting with the Principal. Showering, she didn't know exactly what she wanted to wear. Sara was a conservative woman, always dressing in long dresses, showing as little of her skin as possible. Sara was raised not to flaunt her body in front of men, even her husband seldom saw her without clothes on, except in bed when the lights were always turned off. Sara looked at herself in the mirror, her brunette hair tied up in a bun on top of her head. Her smooth complexion and olive colored skin were flawless. Having just stepped from the shower, Sara noticed how lovely her skin looked. Her breasts were still firm, even after having Kelly. Her nipples hardened as the cool air brushed across them. Sara had pretty large breasts, but it was her long, pink nipples that seemed to always attract the attention of her husband. When erect, they were so sensitive and impossible to conceal beneath her clothing. They always seemed to embarrass her at the most inopportune times. Their hardness was even embarrassing her as she examined them in front of the mirror. Sara looked at the clock and realized she'd better get going if she was going to make her appointment. Dressed in a conservative bra and panties, Sara put on her dress, nylons and heels. Arriving at the school with minutes to spare, Sara proceeded to the Principal's office, greeted by Kathy as she entered the door. Kathy's eyes surveyed the young Mother before her. She was a looker, thought Kathy. Blue-eyed brunettes were not very common. She appeared to be about 5'4" tall, around 100 pounds. She was a dainty little thing thought Kathy as she announced Mrs. Williams's arrival to Ms Walters. Mrs. Williams proceeded through the door and greeted her daughter's Principal. Sara was awestruck by her beauty and size, easily towering over Sara, causing her to crane her head when she looked up into her face. Sara noticed how pretty Ms Walters was and so young to be the Principal of a school. Sara always thought these positions of authority were reserved for more mature individuals. Ms Walters was pleased by her guest's appearance; it was obvious where Kelly got her looks. Extending her hand to greet Mrs. Williams, she shook her hand. Ms Walters felt how soft her dainty hands were as she continued to hold her hand as she greeted her. Never letting the hand go, she continued to move her hand over Sara's in a soft caressing motion. Sara thought it unusual to shake hands for such a long time. She didn't want to pull her hand away and insult her daughter's Principal, but holding the hand of another woman made her feel uncomfortable, especially someone she had never met before. Sara had a hard time concentrating on what Ms Walters was saying, her focus was on the hand that was softly caressing hers. Sara couldn't explain why, but her nipples were beginning to harden. Oh no, she thought, how was she going to hide her body's betrayal of emotions from her daughter's Principal. What if she noticed them? Why was Sara's body reacting to a professional greeting in such a strange manner? Fearing she'd insult Ms Walters, Sara stood there and let Ms Walters continue to caress her hand. Ms Walters looked down at the shorter woman. Mrs. Williams dress was conservative, but didn't hide the fact that she had a very nice body. As she spoke about the school, she didn't let go of Mrs. William's hand. Her hands were so little, about the size of Jenny's. She'd felt Mrs. Williams feeble attempt to pull her hand back after their initial shake, but Ms Walters wanted the contact to continue, squeezing her grip just a little harder to keep her from pulling her hand free. She'd use the hand as a conduit to read Mrs. Williams responses to her touch, would she be able to produce the desired effects in this conservative woman she was hoping too? Was there another Mrs Blake type personality hidden beneath the surface of Mrs. William's she might be trying to hide from her, or herself? Was she was afraid to admit that she might be experiencing feelings for another woman? Guiding Mrs. Williams to a large armed chair, she offered her the seat. There were two large chairs facing a TV/VCR. Ms Walters led the conversation, bringing up the reason she had asked her to come by today. "Mrs. Williams, have you noticed a change in Kelly's behavior lately," asked Ms Walters. Mrs. Williams responded, "Please, call me Sara, and no, Kelly is the same fun loving child I've always known, why do you ask? Ms Walters didn't return the offer of allowing Sara to address her by her first name; she wanted to control the situation. "I'm going to show you something which I'm sure will shock you, I know it sure did me when I saw it for the first time. I wanted to tell you a little bit about it in hopes of reducing its shock value to you," said Ms Walters. Sara was now totally confused as to why she was here today. What was Ms Walters going to show her that involved Kelly that would shock her? " I came across a tape of your daughter and one of our teacher's at the school that places them both in a very compromising position. As the tape shows, this incident took place on school grounds, making it my responsibility and duty to do something about it. As it involves your daughter, I wanted to consult you prior to making a decision on the type of corrective action required to make things right. Stepping around behind Kelly's Mom's chair, Ms Walters placed both hands on her shoulders, her fingers beginning a slow massaging action as she spoke, "Sara, this school has a very long and proud heritage as a premiere institute of learning. I'm sure that's why you selected us to educate Kelly. What you're about to see could have dire implications for the school and your daughter. The teacher involved in this incident is a substitute teacher who's only been with us for a couple of weeks. The tape leads us to believe she and your daughter have struck up a very unusual relationship and that's why I've asked you to come today to share with you what I've discovered." Sara was overwhelmed from what she'd just heard Ms Walters say. Did she understand her to say that Kelly and a teacher were involved in an "unusual relationship"? What did that mean? A myriad of thoughts came to mind, not the least was a "physical" relationship occurring between the two. Sara also found it hard to think with Ms Walters constantly touching her. She had never been comfortable with family touching much less a stranger. Her hands seemed to relax her as they continued to knead her shoulders, occasionally slipping down her arms and them back up, stopping just short of her neck. "Ms Walters, what are you saying? I'm not getting the message about Kelly and this substitute teacher, what have they done, " asked a bewildered Sara. "I guess I'll just have to show the tape and let it speak for itself. Brace yourself Sara, it's a sight which may disturb you," said Ms Walters. Leaving the spot behind Sara, Ms Walters walked over to the VCR and hit play. She returned to stand behind Sara; her fingers again began their relaxing caress. As the image appeared, Sara's eyes nearly popped out of her head. Kelly, naked, on her hands and knees, atop a teacher's desk. What was she doing there and without her clothes on? As the camera panned to her rear, she gasped at what she saw next...a grown woman, naked with a large black cock attached to her waist! Ms Walters held Sara in her chair as she was about to bolt out of it..."Just sit and watch the video Sara. It's important you see just why I brought you here today." Feeling Sara relax back down in the chair, Ms Walters continued her caress. Sara stared in disbelief at what was taking place on the TV screen before her. Kelly, with a look of lustful desire on her face, was about to be taken by a woman/man. Sara had never seen a strap-on before or a scene like the one unfolding before her. She'd never seen Kelly naked since she'd begun to mature. Sure she'd noticed her body starting to fill out, but seeing her naked in this position was almost too much for her to comprehend. Kelly's breasts looked so big, hanging down from her chest, her hair framing her face, her back arched and her bottom pushed up as if she was taunting the woman kneeling behind her. Sara then noticed the naked teacher kneeling behind Kelly. Her long curly red hair, her full breasts standing proudly off her chest, the bright red nipple swollen with excitement. But it was the threatening black cock that drew her attention again as it was poised behind her daughters bottom. The camera angle moved to the rear and she was able to now see her daughter's privates so openly on display before the camera. My God, her vagina was practically free of hair; it looked like her vulva had been shaved. Sara noticed the aroused state of her daughter's body, her vagina wet with her juices. Sara couldn't deny that her daughter was sexually turned on by the situation. Sara stared, unable to take her eyes off the screen as Ms Blake inched that huge black cock closer and closer towards her daughter's vagina. Watching, she saw the big black head as it pressed between the slit of Kelly's little vagina. She was amazed as the head parted her lips, and then held in place for several seconds, allowing Kelly's orifice to adjust to the girth of the big cock. Ms Blake pulled the cock head out, Kelly's juices now covering the head, and then watched as it disappeared out of sight into her daughter's pussy. My God, thought Sara as she watched her daughter being taken by one of her teachers. Her initial impression was to be as expected, shock, horror and disbelieve. What she didn't count on was the underlying feelings of, well she wasn't sure what it was, but she knew how her body was reacting to the images on the screen, and she was becoming excited. Her nipples almost ached, her thighs were pressed tightly together trying to relieve the "itch" she felt growing between her legs. But why was her body responding this way? She should have been disgusted with what she saw, y Ms Walters watched Sara for any signs of disgust/excitement that she might notice from her viewing the tape. Even though she'd seen it twice now, the feelings she felt the first time she viewed it were growing again within her. She wondered if Sara was also experiencing those feelings. As she looked down at Sara, she noticed the two sharp points sticking out from her dress and the tight clenched thighs, now rubbing hard against each other. Sara's hands gripped the arms of the chair tightly, the fingers white from squeezing so hard. Yes, Sara was battling her inner emotions and Ms Walters wanted to help her make the `right' decision Ms Walters hit the freeze frame button; the image of Ms Blake's cock just entering Kelly's pussy was frozen on the screen. Sara sat and stared at the image, her mind numb, so many questions, and no answers. "Sara, now do you understand why I wanted to see you today? We have a serious situation on our hands. It looks to me like Ms Blake and Kelly are involved in a sexual relationship, and it's occurring right under our noses. What do you think we should do about it?" asked Ms Walters. Sara listened to the Principal words, felt her large hands caressing her shoulders and arms. She twisted her head around and looked up at Ms Walters, her face practically touching her large breasts. Sara looked up past them into the face of the Principal, unsure of how to proceed. She hadn't anticipated the outcome of today's meeting; never in her life would she have expected to find her daughter having sex with another woman, or girl, or a TEACHER! Sara spoke in a broken voice, her throat dry, "Ms Walters, I don't know what to say. I'm totally shocked by what I saw. This is totally out of character for my daughter. She's never done anything like this before. Ms Walters listened to the frightened Mother and then spoke, "Sara, Kelly looked pretty comfortable in this situation, don't you think?" Sara, for the first time, returned her eyes to the frozen image on the screen. Kelly didn't look like she was being held against her will, in fact, she appeared to be encouraging the teacher to mount her from behind. "Sara, they say the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. Has Kelly caught you in the arms of another woman before? Maybe you gave her the idea that it's ok to make love to another woman!" Ms Walters wanted to put Sara on the defensive. "No Ms Walters, I've never been involved with another woman, ever in my life!" exclaimed a shocked Sara to the question. "Well, how do you account for her actions?" said Ms Walters. Sara sat in the chair, numb to what she had just witnessed. She eventually became aware of Ms Walter's soothing caresses on her shoulders and arms. She melted back into the chair, enjoying the attempts of the principal trying to put her at ease. Sara thought how nice she was to be so concerned over how she felt. "Ms Walters, I really don't have an answer. Who is this substitute teacher? Why would she seduce one of her students?" So many questions, and no simple answers. Ms Walters continued to touch Sara, making her become accustomed to her touch. Her fingers roaming higher with each stroke of her shoulders, occasionally making contact with her neck. Her fingers felt so relaxing to Sara during this emotional moment in her life. Sara felt Ms Walters' fingers continue their path up to her neck. Sara's neck had always been an highly erogenous zone on her and her body immediately began to respond by making her little hairs on the back of her neck standup...goose bumps began to appear on her arms. Sara hated the way her body was responding to the principal's obvious attempts at soothing her anxiety. Ms Walters continued to touch Sara's neck. Like most women, the neck is very sensitive to the touch. Letting her hands take more liberty, Ms Walters began to rub higher each time on Sara's neck till eventually making contact with her ears. Sara was being lulled into an almost trance like condition. Ms Walters really knew what she was doing. Sara never felt more relaxed. Ms Walters's fingers were working their magic on the unsuspecting housewife. Sara had leaned her back against the chair, she'd closed her eyes, enjoying the pleasure Ms Walters talented fingers were bringing to her. It was however, when she slipped her finger into Sara's ear that caused her to open her eyes and sit up in the chair, drawing free of Ms Walter's fingers. "I'm sorry Sara, did my touch offend you? That's the last thing I'd want to do. I was just doing my best to try and help you through this traumatic situation," said a coy Ms Walters. She was attempting to make Sara feel guilty, even though her intentions were exactly as Sara had initially felt. Sara, being the kind person she was, immediately apologized for her actions and settled back into the chair. "I'm sorry Ms Walters, I don't know what came over me," said an embarrassed Sara. Ms Walters smiled, again placing her knowledgeable fingers back to working their magic on Sara's neck and ears. Sara rested her head onto the back of the chair again and let Ms Walters continue massaging her neck. This time when Ms Walters' fingers began to rub her ears, Sara didn't bolt up. She kept telling herself that Ms Walters was trying to be her friend, trying to help her like a friend does when someone is in need of their help, just like she was now. Ms Walters spoke softly to Sara; "I think you should see what else happens to Kelly on the tape so you'll have a better understanding of what we're dealing with here." She pressed play on the VCR and then continued her caressing of Sara's neck and ears. Sara had now become accustomed to her new friend's touch. It felt strange when Ms Walters' fingers caressed her earlobes... the feeling was just toooo nice to Sara. It made the events unfolding on the screen appear not so upsetting. Sara's body was again starting to react to the stimuli produced from Ms Walters' fingers. Her nipples had become so hard; they actually hurt as they rubbed against her bra. Why would her body react like this to someone who was just trying to help her through this rough time. But there was not denying the fact that the tape along with Ms Walters touching was causing her to become excited, more than she chose to admit. She actually thought she heard a soft moan escape from Sara lips; she was really getting into the massage thought Ms Walters. Feeling more confident, Ms Walters let her fingers glide down the front of Sara's dress, occasionally rubbing just above her bra cups. Sara, noticed the new direction of Ms Walters fingers, but she didn't bolt up this time. She didn't want to appear ungrateful and hurt her new friend's feelings again. No, this time she decided to trust Ms Walters and lied back enjoying the attention this important woman was giving to her. Ms Walters continued to press her advances, wondering just how far she could go. She had noticed Sara's nipples protruding through her dress. Even though she could feel Sara's bra through her touching, the nipples were still quite noticeable. Ms Walters wondered just what they looked like, how long they must be to be so visible. She decided to try something, "Sara, I've noticed how hard your nipples have become and how uncomfortable you must be with that bra on. Why don't you lean forward and let me help you through your discomfort?" Sara was immediately embarrassed. Her nipples had done it again...embarrassed her in front of her new friend. What would she think of her, getting so turned on when she was only trying to comfort her? Now realizing Ms Walters had only her best interests at heart, and even though it would embarrass her terribly to have her friend see her body in such a state, Sara, without saying a word, leaned forward in the chair, as if to say "go ahead". Ms Walters's fingers went to the zipper at the back of the dress, drawing it slowly down Sara's back to the top of her bottom. Ms Walters slipped her fingers inside the back of the dress and slipped it off Sara's shoulders. The dress gracefully sliding of her arms, stopping only when it reached her hands at her sides. Sara's white cotton bra straps were digging tightly into her shoulders. "Sara, look at how tight this bra is, it's digging into your shoulders," said Ms Walters. When Sara had put it on before coming, it fit fine. Her body's betrayal had caused this too happen, her breasts felt so swollen, they must have caused the bra to become so tight, thought Sara. Still leaning forward, Ms Walter's fingers reached for the hooks at the back of the bra. With skilled fingers, she easily unsnapped the bra, letting loosely from her twin globes. The nipples clearly keeping the cups from falling to her lap. Ms Walters began to rub the marks the bra had left. Again, not lingering very long, she slid her talented fingers down Sara arms taking the bra straps with them. This caused the cups to pull free from Sara's lovely breasts. Leaning over her, Ms Walters got her first glimpse of Sara's nipples, they were magnificent. She'd never seen such long, red nipples on a pair of breasts before. Sara's breasts looked as if they'd burst if they didn't get some relief. "Sara dear, doesn't that feel better, with your breasts not confined in that old tight bra? Would you mind if I helped relief some of that pressure in your breasts?" asked Ms Walters. Sara didn't know what to make of the principal's request. She'd surprised herself up to this by allowing her to take her dress top down and remover her bra. She then remembered the reaction she had when Ms Walters' attempted to help her relax. Sara didn't want to offend her new friend. Anyway, it was she who was having these feelings of arousal, not Ms Walters. If she denied her request to help, what would she think of her? It was best, she thought, to allow her friend to help her relax, "OK Ms Walters, if you really think it will help," said a hesitant Sara. Ms Walters didn't give her a second to reconsider. Leaning over the back of the chair, she reached down and slowly slipped her large hands around each breast. Starting at the base, Ms Walters inched her fingers toward those beautiful, elongated nipples, slowly squeezing each breast, pulling it away from Sara's chest as she made her way to the peak of the mountain...those long red nipples. Sara leaned back into the chair. At first the touch of the principal felt so foreign to her...another woman's hands...touching her breasts...breasts only before touched by her husband. But the hands currently bringing her so much enjoyment belonged to another woman! Her fingers were sending strong signals to her brain that she didn't want this to ever stop. Her panties were becoming damp from her juices that had begun to form between her legs. Ms Walters smiled as she felt Sara lean further back in the chair, causing her breasts to be pulled further out from her chest. Sara was beginning to enjoy her breast massage, thought Ms Walters. Continuing to work her breast flesh like large loaves of bread, Ms Walters's fingers were like little electric probes being placed on her breasts. When her fingers finally reached her nipples, Sara thought she'd climax right there in front of her new friend. What would she think of her... here Ms Walters was trying her best to help her through these rough times and she was on the brink of one of the most powerful orgasms of her life! No matter how hard she tried, no matter how much guilt she tried to place upon herself, Sara couldn't stop the wave of pleasure that was emanating from the principals magical fingers. Ms Walters sensed Sara's predicament...she had her hanging on the ropes, one more tweak of her nipples and Sara couldn't hold back her orgasm. Squeezing tightly, Ms Walters felt Sara tense, her back becoming rigid, her toes curling up tightly...yes...she was lost in her own world now. Sara had never experienced an orgasm like the one she was just coming down from. She felt so relaxed, her body drained of its tension. Her mind was at peace as she relaxed in the large leather chair. She watched her new friends fingers glide across her chest. The palms of each hand gently cupping each of her breasts, weighing them, then releasing their weight only to return and squeeze them lovingly. "Sara, I think you're feeling better now, aren't you?" asked Ms Walters. Still in a dreamy state, Sara responded, "Oh yes Ms Walters, thank you so much. I don't know what I would have done without you." It was then Sara realized that she'd actually had an orgasm in front of her daughter's principal. She immediately felt self-conscious and ashamed of letting her body control her emotions. Her body always seemed to get her in trouble. Sensing her uneasiness with the situation, Ms Walters said, "Sara, I'm glad I could help you through this rough time in your life." All the while, she continued to caress her sensitive breasts. We still have a problem to resolve though. So, instead of you getting all tensed up and upset again, why don't we continue our conversation over on the couch, you'll be more comfortable there." Sara agreed and started to slip her bra back up over her breasts and pull her dress back up. Ms Walters stopped her and said, "Sara, don't put your bra back on. Look at your breasts. They're still swollen and your nipples are too sensitive to be placed back in that tight bra. Just leave them as they are and join me on the couch." Sara looked at the principal; she really did care for her. She was only thinking of her feelings at the moment. In the past, she'd never felt comfortable being naked, even in front of her husband. But it was different with Ms Walters; she made her feel very special and comfortable in her presence. Taking the extended hand in front of her, Sara joined Ms Walters on the couch, her dress hanging from her waist. Her bra now discarded, lying on Ms Walters' desk. Ms Walters sat against one arm of the couch, patting the cushion right next to her for Sara to sit in. Sara accepted the offer and sat down. She felt Ms Walters arm slip around her shoulders, drawing her into her body. Sara looked like a little girl sitting next to the larger woman. As Sara was drawn closer to Ms Walters, her face rested against the side of her large breasts. Sara felt safe in the arms of her new friend. She'd not felt like this in years. Ms Walters continued to touch Sara, not wanting her to miss that warm, comforting touch of hers. It was then the office door swung open and in walked Kathy, her secretary. Kathy stopped in her tracks when she spotted the two females on the couch. Mrs. Williams dress was around her waist and her bra was lying on the principal's desk. Her large breast looked lovely. Sara, caught off-guard by the secretary's entrance, went to stand up and grab for her dress, but was stopped by Ms Walters, "It's OK Sara, Kathy is my personal secretary, and what goes on in my office stays in my office, so relax Sara, come on, put your head back on my shoulder. Ms Walters voice was therapeutic to her ears. Her touch was so soothing. Sara couldn't believe herself as she felt her body sit back down and her head rest back against the firm breast. Kathy smiled and said, "Mrs. Williams, don't worry about a thing, my lips are sealed." "Kathy, Mrs. Williams and I were just discussing the tape her daughter and Mrs. Blake appeared in. What do you think should be the most prudent coarse of action in resolving this matter?" asked Ms Walters. She knew Kathy always came up with the right answer, an answer that would bring pleasure to both her and Ms Walters. Kathy, studying the woman in her principal's arms, suggested the following, "Ms Walters, why don't you punish both of them. Have Mrs. Williams' daughter come to your office and you can administer the punishment to her, while Mrs. Williams observes and then have Mrs. Blake do the same, only have Mrs. Williams administer the punishment...sort of a payback for taking advantage of her daughter." Ms Walters smiled at the suggestion...it was perfect, at least from her perspective. Reaching down and cupping Sara's chin in her hand, Ms Walters lifted the pretty, petite face up to hers and said, "What do you think of Kathy's idea, Sara?" Ms Walters released her chin, still holding Sara tightly around the shoulder, turned her to face her secretary. With her other hand, Ms Walters reached out and cupped the breast nearest to her. Her large fingers now tugging on the already sensitive nipple. Sara gasped, then responded in a sort of whimper, "I think that is a good idea." Too embarrassed to look the secretary in the face, Sara just looked down and enjoyed the talented fingers of her new friend who was still trying to relax her. As the tugging became harder, Sara's breathing became quicker. She knew what was about to happen again, and so soon after her first orgasm. Only this time, she was going to climax in front of Ms Walters's secretary. Why was her body doing this to her. Couldn't she stop these feelings? She felt so dirty, her friend trying to help her, console her, and all she could do was get sexual pleasure...she had to try and fight off the embarrassment of yet another orgasm. Sara moaned, "Please Ms Walters, stop, this is killing me." Ms Walters wasn't about to stop the little show Sara was putting on for Kathy, "Sara, stop what? I thought you liked my fingers comforting you, releasing all those pent up emotions you've been hiding beneath the surface...just relax and let nature take it's course." Sara, not one to deny her friend the satisfaction of helping her, slipped into another hard orgasm, her panties were now soaking wet. She leaned back into the couch as her orgasm consumed her for the second time that afternoon. As she recovered, Sara heard the two females converse, "I think Sara concurs with your plan Kathy, please arrange the meeting for tomorrow, my office, after school." As Kathy departed, she turned to catch one last look at the two beautiful women, one half naked, sitting on the couch. She'd masturbate in just a minute over the scene before her, just as soon as she could get to the restroom. Sara, slower to recover from this orgasm, rested comfortably in the arms of her friend. She felt so good being with Ms Walters. "Sara, why don't you lie down and get some rest before you go home," suggested Ms Walters. Sara nodded and laid down, not the least bit concerned over her breasts being exposed. "Sara, we don't want that pretty dress to get all wrinkled. Raise your hips up and let me slip it off," suggested Ms Walters. Reluctant at first, but not to deny her new friend whom she trusted, Sara slowly raised her hips as she felt her dress slip down past her knees and then off her feet. Now, completely naked, except for her panties, Sara relaxed in the principal's office. She'd never have done such a thing before if it had not been for her friend's kind offer to help her recover from today's traumatic events. Sara felt so refreshed lying there. Her body had taken on a new glow. All her nerve endings seemed to have been awakened at the hands of Ms Walters. Such a wonderful friend she'd turned out to be. For once she'd found someone more interested in her feelings than only their own. Yes, Ms Walters was her special friend. When Sara dosed off, Ms Walters called Kathy back in. "Kathy, get the camera. I'd like to get some special photos of Sara while she sleeps." Kathy retrieved the camera while Ms Walters stripped off her blouse and bra. When Kathy came in she smiled at her boss. She knew what Ms Walters had in mind. Slipping down next to the sleeping Sara, Ms Walters dangled her large breast over Sara's face, just grazing her nipple against Sara's full lips. Turning to the camera, she nodded for Kathy to take the photo. Slipping her skirt off, Ms Walters leaned over and hooked her thumbs in the leg bands of Sara's panties. She immediately felt the wetness across the crotch of the panties. Pulling the leg bands away from her body, Ms Walters slipped the elastic material into Sara's moist slit. The material easily slipping between the folds of her labia. What a sight it made. It looked as if Sara had a thong on backwards. The white band of material obscenely separating the lips of her pussy. Ms Walters proceeded to take several more erotic photos of her Sara. She'd find a time and place to use these to her advantage. Sara awoke from her nap and sat up quickly. She'd just realized she was naked, well almost naked in her daughter's principal's office. Thinking back, a smile appeared on her face as she thought how wonderful Ms Walters' had been to her. She looked down and almost gasped at the sight between her legs. Her vagina was exposed and her panties had worked their way between her slit. Sara quickly adjusted the material, feeling a twinge of excitement as the material slid across her clit. Sara noticed how sensitive her body had become to the touch...she attributed it to her new friend, Ms Walters caring touch. Sara spotted her dress and went to place it on. She looked around, but didn't see her bra anywhere. Kathy came back in and Sara held her dress up to cover her bare chest. Kathy smiled and said Ms Walters had an appointment, but that she'd arranged to have the offending teacher present in this office tomorrow after school to accept her punishment from her. Sara looked at Kathy with a questioning look..."you remember Mrs. Williams, you agreed to punish Mrs. Blake for taking advantage of your daughter," said Kathy. Sara did recall something like that. "Uh, Kathy, did you see my bra laying around anywhere?" Kathy just smiled and said no and left Sara standing there. Sara proceeded to put the dress on without a bra. A first for Sara. The material rubbing across her sore nipples reawakened the feelings shared between her Ms Walters earlier. Sara left the office to pick up her daughter, Kelly, from school. She didn't know what she'd say to her. Their relationship now changed, and dramatically, since she left for school this morning. Kelly no longer was the innocent little schoolgirl; she was now a woman who apparently loved other women. Kelly hopped into the front seat of the car and greeted her Mom. Sara looked closely at her daughter and then said, "Kelly, I just met with Ms Walters." Kelly looked at her with a questioning look, unaware that Ms Walters had seen the tape of her and Mrs. Blake. "What about Mom?" asked a curious Kelly? Sara took a deep breath and let it out, "She showed me a videotape of you and your teacher." As soon as she the word videotape, Kelly knew what her Mother was talking about. Kelly immediately broke out into tears. "Mom, I can explain, really, you see.." her words were cut off by her Mother's stern voice, "Kelly, I can't talk about it now, but tomorrow you are to go to the Principal's office after school and receive your punishment. After that, we can discuss it, I think." Sara was too upset to talk about it and drive. The vivid image of Mrs. Blake fucking her daughter with that big black cock was burnt into her mind. The more she thought of it, however, the more accepting she was becoming with the idea. Why, she didn't know. She should be seeing fire knowing someone had deflowered her daughter, especially that somebody being an adult woman, yet after today's session with her new friend, she was beginning to see how Kelly may have become attracted to that woman. Maybe it was her fault for not providing a warm, secure environment for her daughter. Maybe Kelly went looking for what she'd found in the Principal's office today. Maybe... Kelly thought all day about what kind of punishment she was going to receive after school in the Principal's office. She thought back to what Jenny had told her had happened at the Ms Walter's house over that one weekend. How she'd spanked Mrs. Blake until her bottom turned a bright red. Was this what was in store for her, or worse? Sara waited in the Principal's outer office. Just then the door opened and in walked Kelly, right on time. She was dressed in a short skirt and blouse. Sara had not noticed before, but Kelly had blossomed into a young woman. Maybe she had been the one who had caused this whole mess by neglecting her daughter's needs at home. Kelly looked at her Mom and sat across the room. She knew her Mom was still upset with her, so she didn't want to aggravate her anymore. Kathy looked at Kelly and smiled. This little one was in for it. She wondered how her Mother would accept watching her daughter being disciplined by her boss. The intercom buzzed and Kathy showed them into the Principal's office. Sara and Kelly both sat in those two large leather chairs. Sara's mind immediately played the scene from yesterday. Sitting in the chair, receiving the most wonderful massage from her new friend, her breasts bared, nipples so hard they died to be stroked, and her friend knew exactly how to stroke them. Sara shocked herself by the scene that played across her mind. She'd just realized how sexual the encounter had been and yet she still had fond memories of it. What was happening to the woman who two days ago would never had done anything like that. They both turned when they heard the door open. Sara didn't recall seeing another door in the office earlier. Ms Walters walked in dressed in a long flowing robe. She looked beautiful, but so out of place. Sara and Kelly look of surprise expressed their feelings. "Kelly, I know your Mother has already told you that we found the tape of you and Mrs. Blake having sex in her classroom. Sara, that is your Mother and I have determined that this offense should not go unpunished. She has agreed to allow me to punish you and in turn, she will have the pleasure of punishing Mrs. Blake. This is a very serious offense, one that if the police found out about it, could land Mrs. Blake in jail for having sex with a minor. The only way she could possibly not be sent to jail was if you had been a willing participant in the lovemaking session with Mrs. Blake. For the record, did you willingly participate in the act?" asked Ms Walters. Both Mother and Principal looked at Kelly for her response. Did she want her teacher to go to jail? No, she shouldn't, as she too was a pawn being used by Jenny to get what she wanted from the both of them. The only thing she could thing of saying was, "yes, I willingly participated." Kelly, we appreciate an honest answer. The tape speaks for itself. You were so wet, that Mrs. Blake didn't need any lubricant on her cock when she fucked you, wasn't that right Kelly?" said Ms Walters. Sara was taken aback by her new friend's language, yet at the same time, more descriptive words could not be found that told the story on the tape. "Kelly, I think it's time for you to receive your punishment, but before I begin, I need to ask your Mother a question," said Ms Walters. Sara turned to her friend and listened as she spoke, "Sara, I need your word that you promise not to interfere with the punishment once I begin. No matter how much it may appear to you that I'm hurting your daughter, I can assure you there will be no lasting scars. Kelly had committed a serious offense and she needs to know that what she did is very wrong. Do I have your word that you will not interfere? Sara, all of sudden didn't know what to do. What did Ms Walters mean, no matter how much she'd hurt her daughter...but then she said there would be no lasting scars...Sara looked into her friends eyes and saw the same woman who had comforted her yesterday, made her feel so special, she knew she had Kelly's best interests at heart. With that she looked at Kelly and said, "Ms Walters, I promise not to interfere." Kelly about fell over. What had her Mother done to her? She didn't know that this was the woman who had trained Jenny into becoming a real bitch, the same woman who had done all those horrible things to Mrs. Bates. "Mom, you can't really mean it. Mom, Ms Walters is a mean woman!" cried Kelly. "Kelly, be quiet and take your punishment like a woman!" scolded Sara. "Ok Kelly, first disrobe," said Ms Walters. That command not only shocked Kelly, but the expression on her Mother's face also reflected the same shock. Sara started to say something, but stopped. She'd given her word not to interfere, and Ms Walters did promise her that there would be no lasting scars. Kelly, now sobbing began to undress. Slowly unbuttoning her blouse and letting it slip to the floor. Her full breasts filled the lacy bra. Sara was surprised to see just how big her daughter's breasts looked in person. The videotape didn't do them justice. Next her skirt was removed, now Kelly stood in only her bra and panties. Still sobbing, Kelly begged her Mom she'd be good for now on, but her pleas fell upon deaf ears. Sara turned from daughter toward Ms Walters who was just beginning to untie the sash holding her robe together. Her eyes caught Sara's as she slowly opened the robe. Sara gasped at what she saw. Ms Walters was dressed in a dominatrix type of outfit, a black lace bustier that cupped her large breasts, her nipples clearly visible, a black lace garter belt, the tiniest silk black panties and dark stockings. As the robe fell to the floor, her arms were covered in the longest black leather gloves Sara had ever seen. To complete the outfit, were a pair of 6 inch spiked heel open toe shoes. She looked stunning, yet terrifying to Sara. Her friend had taken on a new demeanor. What had she gotten her daughter into? "Kelly, its time for you to receive your punishment. My goal is to make you wish you'd never done those things with Mrs. Bates, especially in my school. I'm going to make you beg for forgiveness and then when you don't think you can take it anymore, I'll only give you more," said a stern, yet calm Ms Walters. She looked over at Sara who had a frightened look upon her face. Ms Walters smiled at her. Sara smiled back, that was the smile she remembered from the yesterday. Maybe Ms Walters was just putting on an act for her daughter's benefit, thought Sara. "Kelly, get that stool in the corner," commanded Ms Walters. Kelly looked in the corner. There was a tall for legged stool, about 4 feet tall. Picking it up, she brought it over to her Principal. Setting it down, Ms Walters sat upon it, her feet slipped into the lower rails for support. "Kelly, get your little butt up here and lay across my lap," directed Ms Walters. "Mom, please, don't let her spank me, please Mom," begged Kelly. This was music to Ms Walters's ears, yet to Sara, her heart went out to her daughter. What she didn't expect was once she was laid across her knees, Ms Walters slipped her gloved fingers under the waistband of her panties and slipped them over her firm bottom and pulled them down her legs. Sara stared in disbelieve as the sight of her naked daughter's firm little bottom proudly on display to her and her friend, Ms Walters. Sara watched as Ms Walters raised her gloved hand and brought it swiftly down upon her daughter's bottom. The leather made a loud smacking sound as it made contact with her bare bottom. Kelly let out a loud yell, "OWWWW, that hurt!" Again and again, Ms Walters proceeded to administer stinging blows to the young girl's behind. Sara watched the whole thing, helpless to intervene. Her daughter's bottom now a bright red. "Sara, come over here please," asked Ms Walters. Sara came over and stood by her side. "No, over on this side, please," asked Ms Walters. She wanted Sara to see not only her daughter's naked bottom, but she wanted to her see her daughter's naked pussy as it peaked between the opening of her legs. As Sara came around, she immediately gasped when she saw her daughter's open sex. "Sara, doesn't Kelly's bottom look beautiful, all red and warm? Give me you hand Sara, feel right here," said a warm assuring Ms Walters. Sara let her hand be guided onto to her own daughter's naked bottom. Her touch immediately found the cheek to be warm and soft, just like Ms Walters said it would feel. "Sara, I think Kelly has received her initial punishment quite well. Aren't you proud of her?" asked Ms Walters. Sara didn't know how to respond, other than to agree with the Principal. "But Sara, I'm going to need your help for the next course of punishment. Are you up to that? I don't want you to do anything that you don't want to," asked Ms Walters. Sara looked up from her daughter's red-framed bottom into the eyes of her friend. Her question was directed at her feelings; it was a genuine concern for her and how she felt about participating. Yes this woman really had her best interests at heart. "I'll help, Ms Walters,, what did you need me to do?" replied Sara. Kelly was shocked to hear her Mom's response. What had gotten into her? "Sara, I'll need your help turning Kelly over on my lap, so she's face up. Can you help me?" asked the Principal. Sara didn't answer; she merely grasped her daughter's legs and began to roll her over on her Principal's lap. Ms Walters smiled at how helpful Sara had become. Maybe the next step of the punishment would go easier than she had expected, at least from Kelly's Mom's perspective. "Thank you Sara," said Ms Walters, now looking down upon her daughter's almost naked body. Sara, from the side she was standing on, gave her a clear view of her daughter's sex. A small sprinkling of soft hair could barely be seen, her vulva still smooth as when she first changed her as a baby, only the big difference was this was now a mature vulva, the lips appeared swollen, a small trace of what appeared to be moisture formed on the slit. As her eyes lifted, she was shocked to see that her daughter's clit had become erect and was protruding out from between her puffy lips. Sara tried as hard as she could, was unable to keep from staring between her daughter's legs. Kelly looked beautiful in her aroused state, but then, why was she so aroused. Had the spanking had this effect upon her? Did Kelly enjoy being spanked by the Principal? Sara was learning a lot about her daughter over these past few days and she had her new friend to thank for that. "Kelly, now that you've received your spanking on you bottom, it's now time for you to be spanked on your little pussy," said Ms Walters. But first, Sara, could I get your help in removing Kelly's bra. It'll only help add to her discomfort if her breasts are not supported, and remember from yesterday, how uncomfortable a bra can feel when your breasts become aroused?" Kelly, hearing her Principal talk, wandered what she was talking about, how did her Mom know how it felt to have her bra on when her breasts were aroused? Before Kelly had anytime to think about that statement, she saw her Mom's walk around and bend down to unsnap her bra. Feeling the clasp release, Kelly begged her Mom to let her up. She'd learned her lesson and would never do that again. Sara looked at her daughter, her hands pulling the bra free from her daughter's full chest as she spoke, "Kelly, you're in good hands. Ms Walters only wants what's best for you. Trust her, I do! Kelly's shocked expression said it all. Her Mother must be under some kind of spell put on her by her Principal, what else could it be? "Thank you Sara, you're such a great helper. Now, please grasp both of her ankles and spread her legs apart," asked Ms Walters. Sara, unsure of what was in store for Kelly, did as she was told. "A little bit further Sara. I need to be able to fit my hand between her legs," said the Principal. Now that was strange, thought Sara. What did she have in mind for Kelly? Before Sara had time to contemplate the thought, she watched Ms Walters raise her gloved arm and bring it forcefully down upon her daughter's vulnerable pussy. Kelly's legs flexed, the muscles in her firm legs clearly visible as they tightened. Sara, resting her daughter's ankles on each side of her hips, had a front row seat to the punishment being administered to her daughter. Another blow swiftly rained down, the Principal's hand landing directly on the swollen the vulva. Kelly's body rose off the Principal's lap, arching high into the air after each blow. "God, please stop, she killing me," begged Kelly. Sara, a look of fear spread across her face as she heard her daughter pleading for help. It was a Mother's natural inclination to help her child when they called, yet Sara looked at Ms Walters, she needed to be reassured that she would not hurt her daughter permanently. Pausing, Ms Walters looked deeply into Sara's eyes and said, "Sara, do you think I'm hurting your daughter?" Sara, not taking her eyes off of the Principal's nodded yes. "No my little Sara, I'm not hurting Kelly. Look between your daughter's legs. She's enjoying her punishment...go on, look closely," smiled the Principal. Sara turned her gaze to Kelly's vagina. Just as her friend had promised, Kelly's juices had covered the palm of Ms Walter's glove; the insides of Kelly's thighs were glistening with her juices. Yes, Ms Walters was right again, the punishment being administered to daughter was having the opposite affect it was intended to have, Kelly was receiving pleasure from her spanking. "Sara, bring Kelly's legs up toward her chest. That's right, now spread eagle then, good girl," said Ms Walters. She was surprised by Sara's willing participation in her daughter's punishment. Kelly, now spread eagled on her Principal's lap, lay helplessly exposed to her Mother and Principal. Just as soon as she got her into position, Ms Walters again began to spank her pussy, each stroke now landing directly on her hard, extended clitoris. "Ohhhhhh GODDDD, moaned Kelly. Please don't stop. I'm going to cum if you keep that up!" Sara was shocked by what her daughter had just said. It confirmed what Ms Walters had said and shown her about how much Kelly was enjoying her punishment. The next slap to her clit turned the young Kelly into a quivering mass of flesh, her toes curling up tightly in her Mom's hands, her pussy actually squirting a small jet of juice out toward Sara. Kelly lay limp across her Principal's thighs. Her legs spread on their own now. Ms Walters looked down at Kelly's beautiful body, then over at the Mother. "Sara, do you think your little girl has learned her lesson yet?" The events of today topped those of yesterday. Seeing her daughter's body so lewdly displayed before was having a strange effect upon her. Her breasts again felt very tight in her bra; her nipples ached just like yesterday. Her panties, again, were wet with her juices. Why was her body responding to her daughter? Was this genetic? Kelly's body too seemed to respond to abnormal stimuli. She didn't seem to be able to control her body's reaction either. "Sara, let's help Kelly up," said the Principal. Taking Kelly's arms, she pulled the young into an upright sitting position on her lap. Turning her, she faced her forward; Kelly's head now resting back against her large breasts. With Sara standing in front of her and Kelly, Ms Walters said, "Sara, look at Kelly's breasts, they're sooooo swollen. Look at her nipples, I'll bet they're as hard as yours were yesterday." Kelly's eyes opened and stared at her Mother. She did hear Ms Walters right, her Mother must have let her Principal touch her breasts yesterday. Why? What was going on hear? "Sara, step between our legs and tell me if her breasts are hot, tell me if they're swollen, tell me if her nipples feel like yours now," smiled Ms Walters. Sara looked away from both of the females sitting before her. Her face flushed with realization that her daughter now knew of her and her friend's intimate moment. "I can't Ms Walters, she's my daughter, it wouldn't be right to touch her there," begged Sara. "Have you forgotten Sara, how wonderful it felt to be comforted by someone who really cares about you, just you and how you feel? asked Ms Walters. Look at Kelly; her breasts are in need of some of that tender loving care now, don't deny your daughter the comfort of her Mother's touch. I'm sure your breasts are feeling as uncomfortable as well. Your nipples must be extremely uncomfortable in that confining bra. Come on Sara, take off that dress and join us, relax, let go of those binding clothes," encouraged a smiling Ms Walters. Sara had stopped questioning her friends desire to do what was only best for her and her daughter. Everything she said had come true. To the amazement of her daughter, Sara began to remove her dress, letting it fall to floor. Standing before both women, Sara reached around and unsnapped her confining bra clasp. She moaned as the confining garment fell to the floor. Her magnificent breasts with their bright cherry red nipples stood proudly before her daughter and friend. Not waiting to be asked, Sara slipped her shaking fingers into the waistband of her panties and slipped them off, now completely naked in front of both women. Kelly couldn't believe what her Mother had just done. Ms Walters had managed to get both her and her Mother naked in her office. Kelly watched as her Mother stepped closer between her spread legs resting atop her Principal's strong thighs. She watched as her Mother's fingers made contact with her stomach, her muscles flexed automatically to the initial touch. Kelly closed her eyes, she didn't know what to think, what to do, what to say, she just waited till she felt the warm touch of her Mother's hands and enveloped her full breasts. Kelly's breathing increased as her Mother's hands began to knead her meaty globes. Sara amazed at how easy it was to undress in front of her daughter, how easy it was to touch her daughter's breasts, how wonderful they felt in her hands, so soft, supple, and yet firm. Sara's breathed deeply when she felt the now familiar fingers of her friend encircle her aching breasts. While she stood between her daughter's legs caressing her breasts, Ms Walters, her friend, was caressing her own breasts. Sara looked past her daughter into the loving, caring, warm eyes of her friend. She had so much to thank her for. To be continued if you want it too?