A young new female teacher in her first year at an all boys school.
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Posted:Dec 10, 2018 10:22 pm
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There was a knock on Headmaster Smith's office door.
"Come in," he said, without looking .
When he felt someone standing in front of his desk he looked up. Now he remembered, Gina Martin, the new math teacher. This was the third time she was summoned to his office for dressing inappropriately. He had numerous complaints from the other teachers and even some parents of students. These were complaints about her appearance. He had been forced to ask her to in to his office yet again. He disliked discipline problems with teachers. He remembered when he hired her in August. At 25 she was fresh out of college and had her teaching certificate. All her grades were fine and she seemed to have a nice personality. He noted, at the time, she had a voluptuous figure and was very large up top. In other words, she had large breasts. Well, maybe busty would better describe her. Well, then again, maybe very busty. But at the time she was dressed modestly and her breasts were very well wrapped. He could not see any reason not to hire her. Now, it was late December and there were some problems.
"Ah, Miss Martin, please sit down" he said.
He felt decidedly uncomfortable. He paced a little in front of his desk. And then he stopped and looked at her.
"Miss Martin, thank you for coming in. We have a few things to discuss this morning. There have been some comments or complaints about the way you comport yourself or the way you dress that we would like to discuss today."
"Well, I don't understand sir, I believe I have been teaching and instructing effectively." she responded.
"That is not the issue today, Miss Martin. The issue is your clothing choices and the way you dress and perhaps the way you act."
"I don't understand sir."
He was leaning against his desk and looked down at her. And she looked up at him with dark, innocent eyes. She was wearing a red halter top. He didn't think she was wearing a bra. Her nipples were very prominent. Her shorts were way too short. And she had those large breasts. When she moved her breasts shifted or jiggled. He couldn't believe such a bust was possible. He could see about 2" of bare midriff between her shorts and halter. She was gorgeous. Short black hair, beautiful , plump figure, and all those curves. And especially the breast cleavage. Her beautiful, , soft, inviting, , did he say ?, abundant breast cleavage. He never saw cleavage like that in his life. He tried not to stare. Here he was 35, single, horny bastard that he was and he was totally smitten. 'Damn her' he thought. And damn myself. How did he end up like this. He felt like crap.
"Miss Martin, perhaps I could be a little more blunt, a little more plain speaking, a little more clear."
"As headmaster, I am in charge of 750 boys in all grades in this . It is not an easy job. Their parents $35,000 a year for each student to attend. This is an exclusive . The parents expect good schooling and good discipline and the end of the four years a well educated and well adjusted man. I answer to the board of directors of this . And as such I am responsible for the discipline of the boys if necessary. And, I find it is necessary. And necessary often. What I mean is the boys often go astray. And they go astray a lot.
Miss Martin, I will speak bluntly, because I think you can understand. The boys in this masturbate. And they masturbate often. It is our job to reduce masturbation. We don't feel we can stop all masturbation, but we think we can curb it, minimize it.
And the reason is this. Masturbation causes the boys to not concentrate on their work. If the boys don't concentrate on their studies they will do poorly and thus do poorly in life after .
Anything that causes the boys to masturbate is a distraction and must be eliminated.
Every Sunday we go thru the dormitories and search for contraband. And we find lots. Cigarettes are confiscated along with alcohol. But by far the most we find are so called girlie magazines. This is what the boys use to masturbate. We do not punish the boys then but rather we make them wait to let their wrongdoing weigh heavy in their minds. We punish them on Mondays. So they wait a whole day. They come into this office and we use the paddle you see on the wall. They drop their trousers and then we place them over the knee, and then paddle them thoroughly, based on the severity of the offense. The severity is based on how much of the contraband we seize. If it is pornography or girlie magazines or alcohol or cigarettes, we place it in front of the boys so they can see their transgression while we spank them.
Now we have noticed the math scores of the boys in your classes have declined. This is all boys in all grades who take your classes. And this is compared to the other classes the boys take. And we are wondering why.
We think it is because of the way you dress. Now, we understand you cannot help how you look. But, we feel you are dressing and acting a certain way that confuses and distracts the boys in this school."
"But, I don't understand sir, what exactly I am doing wrong?" the poor girl exclaimed.
"Well, I know this is not easy Miss Martin, but I will try to explain this so you can understand.
Miss Martin, you have been blessed with a beautiful voluptuous figure. It is a given. However, men are sometimes distracted by your figure. Men are attracted to female breasts. Men are attracted to female thighs, female bottoms. That is the way things are. What you have to do is cover up more than you have been."
"But sir, I still don't understand what I doing wrong." she whimpered with tears in her eyes.
"Miss Martin, you are showing too much breast cleavage. nature has blessed you with large breasts. We are not complaining about your breast size. What we feel is necessary is for you to cover your breasts in such a manner so cleavage is not shown. Breast cleavage is an unknown to the boys. They are wondering what it leads to, what is hidden. We understand you have large breasts. But it is just your breasts should be minimized as much as possible along with showing no cleavage. It is your cleavage makes the boys lack concentration. And so make them do poorly on their studies. While we are on the topic of cleavage there are reports you have shown rear end cleavage, otherwise known as ass cleavage. This happened when you wore a short pair of shorts, like the ones you have on now, and you were squatting near the floor. And the other cleavage I want to talk about this morning is your toe cleavage. This I can clearly see right now with the shoes you are now wearing. When the boys see the various cleavage you are showing they are wondering what is next. And when they do they are not concentrating on their studies.
There have also been complaints your nipples are showing through your clothing."
"But sir, the bras I wear are advertised as concealing."
"Well, are you wearing a bra now?"
"No sir."
"Why not?"
"I find it hard to wear bras, the straps hurt my shoulders. Also I did have several large bras that fit but the fasteners loosened and eventually tore out of the fabric. Right now I can't find a bra that fits and is concealing."
"Miss Martin, I can see your nipples through your clothing. Perhaps your nipples are unusually long or extra hard. But your nipples are clearly showing through your top. And this must not continue.
"Sir, I have shopped the apparel store on main street, and I bought the largest bras that were available. There were other bras that concealed more but they were not available in my size. I don't know what to do."
"Well Miss Martin, you may have to go to an apparel store in a bigger city or shop online. But we cannot and must not have you show your nipples on campus.
"Ok sir, I think I am beginning to understand. Is there anything else I should be aware of."
"Well, yes there is Miss Martin. There is more. Your dresses and skirts should come to your knees. Your skirts have been seen 8 inches above your knees. This is excessive. The boys, in this think of female legs and thighs. They dream of female legs and thighs. This is another problem. There have been reports your dresses are not only too high but the tops of your stockings and your garter straps and panties are seen on occasion. This cannot continue. So your skirts should come to just your knees or slightly lower.
"So to recap, Miss Martin, cover your breasts so no cleavage shows, wear appropriate bras that cover your breasts so your nipples do not show. Please wear skirts that come to your knees. I see you are wearing shorts. You should not wear shorts in because you have such a lovely bottom, er ah, because they show too much of your form. And please do not show any toe cleavage. I reiterate, the boys, when they see cleavage, of all types, it represents the unknown to them and they wonder what else is there. Thus, no studying gets done.
"Are there any questions, Miss Martin?"
"I must respectfully disagree sir, I don't think my attire is all that wrong."
"Miss Martin, I am the headmaster here and as such I am your boss. What you are doing now is arguing with . afraid I must invoke a clause in your contract that allows to inspect your belongings. You are aware we have the right to examine your locker and personal possessions. So I ask you now to please hand your pocketbook.
With that he dumped her pocketbook on the desk and stood back.
Headmaster Smith looked incredulous the collection on his desk and started picking up items. Mascara case, opened pack of Virginia slims cigarettes, lighter, small bottles of nips, one half empty pint of Jack Daniels, a penis shaped dildo, a round ball with attached wire to a small control unit. He picked this control and turned it on and the ball started vibrating. He shut it off.
"Do you have any explanation for these items?" he asked calmly. "After all they are not allowed on campus."
She spoke to him barely above a whisper and explained she felt men were not attracted to a plus size and she needed a little help to get thru the . She didn't have any boyfriend and felt lonely and achy.
Headmaster Smith walked to the window and looked down. He saw a drizzle falling on the campus as the students walked hurriedly to their next . He became somewhat depressed.
He walked back to his desk and faced her.
"Miss Martin, I am afraid we are going to have to let you go."
Miss Martin was stunned when she heard that.
"But sir, I can't lose this job. It is my first one and I have student loans to off. I will be ruined if I can't work."
With that she fell to her knees and threw her arms around his legs. She looked up and pleaded with him.
"Sir I must work here. If I can't work finished."
Headmaster Smith felt entirely uncomfortable. Her large bosom pressed against his legs. She was on her knees and begging him. And her head was inches from his half hard penis. He hoped she wouldn't bury her in his crotch.
"Please Miss Martin, get up and sit down, please."
"Well what do you suggest Miss Martin? What should I do if you were in my situation? I am trying to run this for boys. And do so properly."
She was now seated and looking him with tears in her eyes.
"Sir" she whimpered, "I would accept any punishment what-so-ever to keep my job."
"Well then Miss Martin, now we have our problem, what sort of punishment would be appropriate?"
"Sir, I would accept any punishment like you would give the students in this " she squeaked .
"Are you saying you be spanked if necessary?" Mr. Smith asked.
"Whatever you feel is appropriate so I can keep my job here." she said in a whisper.
"Well, Miss Martin, we give the boys bare bottom spankings. Is this what you are suggesting for yourself."
"Yes sir" she whispered meekly.
"To keep your job, Miss Martin, you are pledging to not bring contraband on campus, to dress properly, and you are accepting to receive a bare bottom spanking. Then a bare bottom spanking it will be. Please bring me that paddle on the wall."
She handed him the paddle.
"Now Miss Martin, I want you to drop your shorts. And also drop your panties. You will be receiving a bare bottom spanking."
She handed him the short paddle and proceeded to unsnap and unzip her shorts. These she let drop to the floor. Next she started to lower her panties. She pushed them to her knees when she was stopped.
"Miss Martin, what are those things you are wearing? You should be wearing panties not a red thong. A thong is totally inappropriate for a female schoolteacher to wear."
" sorry sir but they were a good deal. It was one get two free. I also have a blue and a black pair home."
"I don't care what kind of a deal they were teachers are not to wear thongs to this . Now I want you to put the paddle back on the wall. I now feel the punishment cannot be done appropriately with a paddle. The punishment must be done skin to skin. It must be administered directly by my hand to your bare bottom."
He watched her shuffle across the floor with her shorts dragging at her feet. One hand was holding her thong at knee level with the other hand putting the paddle back on the wall. He watched her beautiful naked rear end move. She turned and shuffled back to him and stood in front of him. Half her clothing was gone and she felt embarrassed. She couldn't hide her full dark pubic hair from his gaze.
"Now I want you to insert this ball vibrator inside you. We find a little pleasure mixed with the pain makes students and perhaps teachers remember their transgressions and punishments better. With the boys we open and let them gaze on the girlie magazines while they are being spanked. With you we will use the vibrator."
"Are you ready?" he asked. "If so put yourself across my lap. You may rest your head and arms for support on the chair. And give me the control of the vibrator."
She did as she was told. When she was all in position he had her beautiful round globes in his lap right his eyes. He started to get an erection. He turned on the ball vibrator. And he also placed the penis shaped vibrator between his leg and her pussy.
He rested his hand on one ass cheek. He rubbed it a little. Then he said to her. " You are not to bring vibrators to class!" and he spanked her ass cheek then the other one then back to the first one then to the second one again. Four smacks in all for each transgression.
This continued: "You are not to show toe cleavage in school!" Whack, whack, whack, whack.
He was not spanking her hard. But her reaction was to kick her legs and so squirm around on his lap. She ended up kicking her feet a lot with the shorts tangled in them. And also the thong was around her knees and contributed to the chaos. He noticed her breasts were so heavy they were hanging down a lot and swaying to and fro. She was doing this to herself. He was not hitting her hard because he felt sorry for her. But her reaction was over board. She was kicking and squirming a lot more than he felt was necessary. Maybe because the thought of spanking was worse than the actual spanking.
Whatever, he continued. "You are not to bring liquor onto the campus!" whack, whack, whack, whack on alternating ass cheeks.
"You are not to show nipples through your clothing!" whack, whack, whack, whack.
Something happened. He wasn't sure how it happened. But her halter straps had somehow fallen off her shoulders. And her breasts had come out of the halter with all the heaving and moving and were hanging free beneath her. He continued with the spanking.
"Skirts are to be to the knee in length or slightly longer!" whack, whack, whack, whack.
"You are not to wear shorts to cover your beautiful bottom!" whack, whack, whack, whack.
The sound of his hand on her bottom was a satisfying slapping sound. But again, he wasn't spanking her hard at all.
"You are to cover your beautiful breasts as much as possible!" whack, whack, whack, whack.
"You are not to show your beautiful breast cleavage!" whack, whack, whack, whack.
The punishment was over. It lasted about 20 minutes in all. He rested some and she did too. He gazed at her rear end. It was just barely red. He really wasn't hitting her hard. But you could hardly tell with the way she was squirming and whimpering. Her breasts had been heaving back and forth. And they were definitely out of her top.
He helped her get up. She stood in front of him. Her large naked breasts were wobbling one foot in front of him as her sobbing became less. Incredibly firm breasts with 3" diameter dark pigmented areola. And in the middle of the areola were the largest nipples he ever saw. Thumb sized. They were about 3/4" diameter and stuck out about 3/4 inches. These were also very dark.
He fumbled for words he was so stunned by her beautiful breasts.
"Miss Martin, you may use my personal bathroom to get cleaned up. And don't forget your pocketbook and well,...your 'possessions'."
It was only after she was gone did he notice the large wet patch on his pant leg. He wondered if she somehow got off on the spanking. He also noticed he had a full boner. He stood and adjusted his erection to walk easier and went into the bathroom to clean himself . That is when he noticed the vibrators on the sink edge. 'I guess she forgot her vibrators.' he thought. How would he give them back to her?
He wondered how he could see her again. He thought at the staff holiday party he could ask her to the town Christmas tree lighting. He would figure out how to do that later. He thought he just found the woman that he wanted to be his wife. He picked the ball vibrator and smelled it. His cock stiffened. He was thinking of a round or two of masturbation.
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