Her mom had a date the night before and hadn't come home yet.  So, although the girl was already dressed for high school, she decided that she would skip school for the day.  She perched herself on one of the stools in the kitchen and had breakfast, a chocolate tootsie pop and a bottle of water, and began to read a magazine.  Out of the blue, there was a knock on the door and she padded over in her over-the-knee stocking covered feet and saw her principal standing on the step.  She opened the door  with a "Hey Mr. B."  She told him that her mom wasn't home, and that he would have to come back.  She turned on her heel and went back to her reading.  Mr. B., however, was not pleased with this response.  He followed her in, saying that he had an appointment with her mother to discuss the girl's poor grades, all F's, and even worse attitude, cutting school, violating the uniform code, smoking and drinking on campus, and using foul language with teachers. 

The girl, shrugged her shoulders, and said, "Whatever."  Mr. B. attempted to engage the girl in dialogue, but he became rapidly frustrated with her obnoxious and smart-assy demeanor and responses.  But, much to his surprise--he was a principal after all--he found himself becoming aroused by this little brat.  She had modified the school's red plaid uniform skirt to a microscopic length so that it barely covered her luscious round ass.   She had the school's white blouse completely unbuttoned and tied in a knot under her ripe, massive tits.  Far too massive for a 16 year old, he thought.  Her white push up bra shoved those tits up and out in a way that he was finding increasingly difficult to ignore.  Instead of wearing the regulation knee socks, she had on black opaque thigh high stockings, with little white bows adorning the top.  And that red hair, tied into two pigtails; that was the kicker.   She was the prettiest girl in her class and he was here, in her house, just the two of them.  The more she mouthed off, and the more she sucked that lollipop, the more Mr. B. found himself desperate to take this little tramp and teach her the lesson she so obviously needed.    And so Mr. B., convinced that his "special" guidance was what this girl needed to get on the right track, decided to seize moment.

Telling her that he was going to give her what she needed and deserved, he grabbed her and dragged her kicking and screaming into a bedroom.  He threw her on the bed and jumped on top of her.  This was not what the girl had expected at all.  She was not stupid, after all, and she was well aware of the impact her physical goodies had on men.  And she worked that for all it was worth, teasing teachers and enticing them with promises of sexual favors, promises she never kept because she was at her core just a tease.  She had tormented more than her fair share of boys and men, and none of them had reacted as Mr. B. was.  And so she was scared and began to struggle and fight back.  He bore down on her, using his forearms on the back of her neck to keep her face down on the bed.  She bucked and kicked and earned a rain of slaps to her head and face for her efforts.  He ripped off her panties and one stocking and tried to tie her to the bed with it, but she would have none of it.  She continued to battle, and he managed to get his belt off and around her neck.  Unable to breathe, exhausted and hurting from his brutality, she stopped struggling.   

He told her that she needed to calm down and just accept what would happen, and for a bit that seemed to make sense to her.  He pulled out his cock--it was the first one she had ever seen up close and personal, and shoved it in her face.  He told her to take it in her mouth and suck it.  Completely grossed out at the prospect, she refused, and pursed her lips tightly.  Grabbing her by the hair, he smacked her face again and again, and when she cried out in pain, he took advantage of the opening and shoved his cock in his mouth.  Sobbing, she began doing as he said.  She began contemplating using her teeth to hurt him as he had hurt her, but he read her mind and grabbing her by the throat, he threatened to choke her if she dared to bite him.  He pushed her head up and down on his cock, and she felt it grow in her mouth and heard him moaning.  She thought it was gross and kind of cool all at the same time, much to her surprise.  He told her that this was what she needed, along with a good spanking.  He began beating her ass with the belt and his hands.  It hurt more than anything she had ever felt before and she kicked her legs to make him stop.  He laughed at her efforts and only moved her head faster and faster on his cock. 

Suddenly, he pulled her head off his cock and pushed her over onto her back.  She fought to keep her legs together, but the more she fought him, the more and harder he slapped her head and face.  Finally, he got in between her legs and forced his cock inside her.  She was a virgin and it hurt, a lot.  She cried out in pain and called him an asshole.  He took her by the ankles and continued pounding her.  The funny thing was, though, that it began to feel good.  Now that she had calmed down, he was talking nicely to her, telling her how pretty she was, the prettiest girl in her class.  She felt her body reacting in a way that she had only felt once before, when she had been drunk and had touched herself between her legs.  Her body tensed, and through her tears, she began to moan.  She felt warm all over and noticed a flood of juice in between her legs.  Mr. B. looked down at her and said, "That's a good girl.  Let go and enjoy it."  After a while, Mr. B. stopped and took his cock out of her; she thought that he was finished with her, but she was wrong.  He moved his face between her legs.  She tried to force him out, but he was insistent and although it was totally gross to see him down there where she peed, his tongue felt so soft.  She felt herself melting into him and he told her how the young high school boys wouldn't do this for her, only he would, and she found herself moaning and pressing herself up to his mouth. 

He came back up to her again, and she thought that perhaps he was finished.  Again, she was wrong.  He pulled her legs up and she felt him pressing on her ass, and she was horrified.  She twisted and turnedm hitting and spitting at him, but he again slapped her into submission.  He forced himself into her tight ass and the pain was searing.  He pounded it as he had her other hole and it hurt so bad she thought she would die.  She looked up at him and said, "But that's where i poop!  You are a fucking pervert!"  He laughed at her again and proceeded to tell her how Greeks and Romans used to fuck boys in the ass all the time.  That horrified her as well, and she called him a "dirty old man."  That elicited more laughter, but it made his pounding a little less brutal.  And as he eased up a bit, she felt herself giving in to what her body was feeling,  She began to feel that tingly sensation all over again and felt waves of pleasure washing over her.  Her body released itself completely, and she felt a rush of liquid flow from her private parts.  Mr. B. was stunned and said, "You squirted, didn't you, you little slut."   She had no idea what squirting was and denied it, but he insisted she had and seemed quite pleased with that.  He coaxed her out of her shirt and bra, and she felt embarrassed to have her breasts naked before her principal and she tried to hide them.  He slapped her again and she uncovered them.  He began groping them as he worked at her ass and she felt herself letting go again and again.  The spot between her legs was dripping wet--so wet that the juice was dripping down onto his cock as it slid in and out of her ass.  She found herself letting go again and again, with Mr. B. encouraging her all the time to give in to the "tingly" feeling.

The girl felt confused; on the one hand, she knew this was wrong.  But on the other, it felt good.  In fact, it felt so fucking good that she felt like her body was betraying her.  She wanted it to stop though, at least for a minute, so she could come up for air.  She had to pee and thought that maybe he would stop to let her go to the bathroom.  She told him she had to pee and he stopped.  He let her up, which made her happy, but followed her into the bathroom, which she could not believe.  She sat down on the toilet and watched as he cleaned his cock off with some water.  The piss wouldn't come and she was frustrated.  He came over to her and grabbed her hair, commanding her to suck his cock again.  She said, "no way, that's been in my butt" but his slap convinced her otherwise.  She began sucking his cock and as she did so, she felt her piss flow from her body.  He liked that, and made her stand up all while she was still peeing, so that the piss dripped down her legs.  She felt humiliated and ashamed, but he didn't care.  He ordered her back down on the bed and he began smacking her ass with the belt, punishing her for being so bad and so slutty.  She began to cry and squirm.  And she hoped that finally he was finished. 

But, he was not.  He pressed her on her back once again, with her head hanging off the side of the bed.   He slid in between her legs and began fucking her again.  She felt so conflicted--she wanted it to be over, but she didn't want him to stop.  Finally, he pulled out of her and began stroking his cock.  She looked up at him and asked if he was done.  He said, "Yeah, I'm done with you," and all of a sudden his cock began spasming and shooting out warm, sticky, goo all over her stomach and tits.  This was thoroughly disgusting and she rolled over to cry.  As she lay there, he got dressed and told her to never tell a soul about this.  He told her that he enjoyed taking all three of her holes, and that the holes now belonged to him.  Then he told her that he thought a weekly session with him was just what she needed.   And then he was gone, leaving her naked and covered in his cum.