My Appointment With The Head Mistress - Sex Stories

My Appointment With The Head Mistress

I report to the school office precisely at three o' clock. "Have a seat Carl, Ms. Swanson will be with you in a moment." Ms. Swanson is the Headmistress, and, from what the guys have told me, she is fair but yet very strict and should be feared. Sitting there in my uniform which consists of a blue blazer, gray trousers with black shoes. A white shirt and blue striped tie complete the uniform. The minutes tick by, my nervousness is evident by constantly shifting in the chair and looking down at my feet. Finally I hear a voice say, "Carl, come in my office." Looking up, I see Ms. Swanson standing by her office door. I stand and walk toward her, and I take a seat in the chair in front of her desk. I hear the door close behind me, followed by the unmistakable sound of the door locking. She walks around her desk and sits in her chair. "Carl, do you know why I have summoned you here?" "No, Ms. Swanson." "Well, I have here your drawings from Ms. Applegate. She says that you drew these during her biology class." I felt my face redden with embarrassment as I look down at my shoes. My mind was numb, I couldn't think straight. Ms. Applegate caught me drawing pictures of her in various nude and provocative poses. "What do you have to say for yourself, young man?" "I'm very sorry, Ms. Swanson. I did apologize to Ms. Applegate." "Carl, Conway Academy is a very prestigious boarding school. I cannot tolerate such behavior from my students. Your record is exemplary and this being your senior ...

... year, you will be graduating with high honors as long as you stay out of trouble. I understand that a number of colleges are interested in you for their football program. I would hate to see you jeopardize that, you are the best quarterback in the history of our school." "Ms. Swanson, I promise it won't happen again." "I believe you Carl, but I cannot let this go unpunished." She picks up her phone and dials as I sit nervously waiting to find out my punishment. "Ms. Applegate, please come to my office." Ms. Swanson hangs up the phone and rises from her chair. She comes over to me, approaching from the left side. Her left hand touches my left shoulder and as Ms. Swanson walks behind me, her hand moves across to my right shoulder. The slight pressure that is applied, sends a shiver through my body. She leans down and whispers in my right ear, "Stand, remove your blazer." The tone of her voice is one that means business. Ms. Swanson goes over to the chair about six feet to the right side of me, her gray pleated skirt slides up her thigh, I watch as more and more of her legs become exposed. I stand, remove my blazer and place it over the back of the chair. "Carl, come over here to receive your punishment." "Just what is my punishment, Ms. Swanson?" "A spanking, Carl." "You have got to be kidding, no way." "Then you give me no recourse, I will have to call your parents then." "Y… Y... You wouldn't." "Yes, I most certainly will." I walk over to where Ms. Swanson is and stand before ...