Kate fidgeted in her seat, she had never worn a skirt this short to school before and her decision to also wear her new black g string meant that she could constantly feel the hard plastic of her chair against her soft, white thighs. She snaked a hand down from her desk and tried to pull her skirt down to cover her legs a little more, but it was a futile effort as there was no more material there. She glanced around to see if anyone had noticed how high the short plaid garment had risen, she had blushed when she realised she had been flashing so much leg after she sat down that you could almost see the waist of her panties, but the rest of her class seemed to be engrossed in the work in front of them. She looked towards the front of the class and was shocked when she noticed Mr McDermott was staring straight between her legs. Kate blushed again when she realised that her legs were parted slightly and wondered if her teacher could see her panties, she felt herself starting to dampen as she imagined what he might think if he saw the flimsy scrap of lace that was covering the pussy she had shaved the night before.
Kate snapped her legs closed as she realised what she was doing and saw Mr McDermott's gaze rise to meet her's. Kate held it for as long as she could before she slowly started to let her knees drift apart again, she could see a gleam in her teacher's eye that sent a shiver down her spine to discharge between her leg's and she was suddenly worried that she was sitting to far back in class for him to get an adequate view. She picked up her pen and started to idly draw in the margins of her paper while her other hand drifted down and inched the front of her skirt up until it was bunched around her waist, there was no way he could avoid seeing her panties now. Kate smiled to herself when she saw Mr McDermott nod slightly at her, then he inclined his head meaningfully at the book in front of him and looked around the class. Kate looked around again, quickly, before bending her head over her book and continuing to work out the problems in front of her, though her gaze kept drifting back to her teacher to see if he was still paying her any attention. She let her free hand drift back down to her lap and her finger traced small figure eight patterns on the front of her panties while she did her work and shivered when she felt how wet her panties had become, Kate looked back to the front of the room and was gratified to see that Mr McDermott seemed to be focused on the path of her finger.
Kate jumped and tugged her skirt back down when she felt a tap on her shoulder, surely the girl behind her couldn't have seen what she was doing. The tap came again, then Kate felt something being pushed into her lower back. Kate reached her hand behind her and withdrew it when she felt a piece of paper being dropped into it. She unfolded the note and read the scrawled message inside.
'Hey Babe, my older brother bought me some beers and my parents aren't home tonight. Wanna party? J' Underneath the message was a crude drawing of a girl, on her knees, sucking someone's dick. She turned to see her boyfriend, Jason, sitting a few rows behind her, he seemed to be doing his work but he looked up as soon as she turned. Kate wondered if he had seen her flashing their teacher, but he just raised an eyebrow and she nodded excitedly, the last time they had got cocktail and she had given him head she had rubbed herself to an intense orgasm before he had cum on her face, she had felt so slutty and it was the first time she had orgasmed with someone else, even if he hadn't put his cock in her. She looked back towards the front of the class and gave a naughty grin to Mr McDermott as she spread her lags again and lifted the front of her skirt for him to see, she wondered if he could guess at what she was thinking, of the naughty things she was planning this evening when she got out of school. Kate pulled her skirt down again as the bell rang to dismiss the class and started to pack her things away as her classmates began to chatter amongst themselves. She stood up and glanced behind her to make sure Jason was looking, then bent over at the waist to and took a long time putting her books into her bag, she could feel her skirt edge up and the hint of a breeze on her bare cheeks.
"Kate, I'll see you after class." She stood up quickly when Mr McDermott's voice cut through the noise of the classroom, his annoucement had killed the conversation in the room and Kate looked about as the classroom quickly emptied. As Jason left, he looked back at her and mouthed the words 'lunch time', before winking and disappearing into the corridor. Kate looked about the room that was empty but for her and her teacher and wondered if she had gone too far, she had spent most of the lesson flashing her panties that were now so wet she was sure he would be able to see the outline of her pussylips through the thin material.
"Kate, I couldn't help noticing that you were having some difficulties with your uniform during the lesson. You are aware that this school has a very strict dress code, aren't you?"
"Yes, Sir. I'm sorry, Mr McDermott, but this was the only clean skirt I could find. I know it's probably too short, but everyone wears skirts that are shorter than the dress code." Kate tugged at the hem of her skirt as she made her plea, grinning to herself as she noticed Mr McDermott's eye's flicker down to take in the expanse of creamy white skin between her stockings and skirt. She hoped that her plan to get a better grade worked, she couldn't see any flaws in it. She would suck her teacher's cock, she liked doing that, and he would give her better marks. She had briefly considered that he might resist her, but she figured that every guy probably wanted his dick sucked and couldn't see any reason why a teacher might be different.
"I wonder, Sir," Kate said in her best sexy voice, "if you might show me a little leniency?" She folded her arms and pushed them together to make her cleavage more prominent and batted her eye's at her teacher, Jason said she was irresitable when she did that. She felt a brief pang of guilt, she supposed that she was kinda cheating on him, but she had heard that he had totally made out with Barbara Gordon at Stephanie Brown's pool party, so she figured that it evened out.
"No, Kate, I'm afraid that the school rules are in place for a reason. They may be bent from time to time, but they won't be broken especially in such a flagrant manner. Take this and report to Professor King's study, right now." Kate's arm's dropped to her side and her jaw dropped open in shock, she couldn't believe it! he had spent the whole lesson absolutely leering at her and now she was going to be sent to the headmaster. She reached out and took the folded piece of paper that Mr McDermott was extending to her, then went back to her desk and collected her bag before leaving the room with a stunned expression on her face. She looked at the paper in her hands and unfolded it, there was nothing sealing it closed, then read the short message that had been written on it.
'Headmaster, as you can see, Kate is dressed like a cheap slut. You should probably inspect her panties as well. McD'
Kate squeezed her thighs together as she felt a rush between her legs, she always loved it when Jason talked dirty to her and seeing a written remark from a teacher referring to her in such a derogatory way made her imagine having to take home a report card that detailed what a naughty girl she was gave her an enormous thrill. She read through the note again and bit her lip in anticipation, he's suggested that the headmaster inspect her panties. She glanced around the corridor to make sure she was alone then lifted the front of her skirt and peered down, the lace was clearly soaked through and she cursed herself for not bringing a spare pair. Still, if the two teachers conferred later and discovered that she'd changed them might get her into more trouble. She smoothed her skirt down and checked again to make sure she was alone, then made her way to the headmaster's study.
When she got there, she stopped and looked at Ms Lewis, Professor King's young secretary. The twenty something blonde was always dressed as if she was trying for a professional, office look. She always failed, though, her skirts were shorter than even the one Kate was wearing now, her blouses were usually sleeveless and so sheer that you could see the lace on her bra. Today she was wearing a two tone, half cup affair, Kate wasn't sure what the second colour was, but she could clearly see the black edging beneath the swell of her breasts. She cleared her throat to get the secretaries attention.
"Excuse me, Ms Lewis, but Mr McDermott sent me to see the headmaster." Kate swallowed as Ms Lewis looked up from her typing and levelled an even look at her, the older women might dress like she was in a porno but she held the headmaster's ear and a certain authority in the school. Ms Lewis picked up the handset on her phone and pressed a button before speaking.
"I'm sorry to bother you, Professor, but it seems that young Miss Kate has been sent to see you...Yes, Sir." Ms Lewis grinned at Kate as she put down the phone, Kate hated the way she called all the students 'Miss' this, or 'Master' that, but the rest of the teachers would just say something about how that was the way teachers used to refer to their students in the good old days and that maybe it was time for a little more nostalgia, so most of the student body had let the issue die out and simply complained about it amongst themselves.
"You can go in, he's expecting you." Ms Lewis smirked at her before she went back to her typing. Kate waited a moment, but when it became clear that the secretary had nothing else to say to her she went to the door and opened it. She stepped inside and closed the door behind her, then put her bag on the floor just by the doorframe.
"Mr McDermott sent you to see me?"
"Yes, Sir. He gave me a note." Kate walked to the desk and passed the paper to her headmaster and shifted her weight between her feet nervously while he read it. After a short time he tossed the note on his desk and looked at Kate, she felt herself flush as she knew that he was looking at her tiny skirt and silently agreeing with Mr McDermott that she was a slut.
"Lift up your skirt, now." Kate didn't hesitate, his tone brokered no disobedience, her hands dropped to the hem of her skirt and tugged it up to reveal her skimpy g string. She felt heat rising in both her cheeks and her pussy as Professor King stood up and walked around her. She fixed her gaze on an imaginary spot on the wall of the study as the headmaster spent a long time behind her, was he admiring her ass or thinking that only a whore would wear such a thing. She heard him sigh behind her, then he spoke.
"Young lady, I know that you are aware of the schools dress code, and I'm sure that you have read it carefully to be aware that regulation panties are white cotton only. Not only is your skirt scandolously short, your panties are virtually non existent. Do you really think this manner of dress is really appropriate for a student here?"
"Do you have any valid excuse to warrant dressing like a common whore?"
"Do you typically wear such provocative underwear?"
"Sometimes, Sir, but this is the first time I've worn the to school, I promise, Sir."
"Take them off."
"Sir?" Kate turned her head in surprise, but quickly grabbed the waist of her panties and pulled them to her feet. She stepped out of them and looked to Professor King.
"Walk over to my desk and place your hands and elbows on the top." Kate walked forward and bent forward over the desk, she laid her forearms on the desk's surface and stared straight ahead. She felt the headmaster walk up behind her and nudge her feet apart with one of his, she felt her pussy twitch as she realised that he must have a wonderful view of her dripping snatch. Kate's ass felt cool as the headmaster lifted her skirt and flipped it over her back to reveal her firm cheeks, then she saw his hand drop something between her arms. Kate looked down at her sopping g string and squeeled as she felt Professor King's hand fall onto her upturned bum.
"Your panties are the reason that you're being punished, so it's only proper that you should see them to remind you of why you are in this prediciment. After each spank, you will apologise and promise to do better."
"I'm sorry headmaster, I'll be a good girl."
"I'm sorry headmaster, I'll be a good girl."
SMACK!! Kate tried to count, but lost track after twenty seven, after that she just squirmed and stared at her panties on the desk while she kept swearing she'd be good. She flexed the muscles in her ass and tried to ignore how each smack seemed to reverberate in her pussy and every time she spoke the words seemed to make her wetter. Eventually, the headmaster stopped even though Kate kept repeating her mantra. She let the words trailed off as she felt the heat radiate from her backside and imagined she could feel a trickle of moisture running down the inside of her thighs. She moaned as she felt the professor's hand on her back again and pressed her body against his touch, surely he could see how much need she was in, her pussy was leaking juice and she was panting like a bitch in heat. She felt disappointed when she felt him tuck her skirt into it's own waistband before withdrawing behind his desk where she could see him again and withdraw a thin cane from beneath his desk.
"The next time you decide to make such a vulgar display of yourself, instead of a spanking you'll have six strokes of the cane. Now, there's twenty minutes left in this period, in the corner with your hands on your head. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Sir." Kate went straight to the nearest corner and laced her fingers behind her head, she desperately wanted to rub her hands over and soothe her bottom but the threat of the cane kept them from straying. She stared at the wall, then turned her head slightly to see the headmaster out of the corner of her eye. She saw him use the cane to pick up her panties, then he dropped them in his wastepaper basket. Kate saw him lay his cane on the desk then pick up a pen and return to the paperwork he must have been doing when she walked in. Her buttocks felt like they were slightly sunburned, but she felt far more distracted by the way her pussy seemed to occasionally twitch. She tried to clear her mind, think about homework, anything but her mind kept coming back to the insistent need between her thighs. Briefly she thought of Jason, then she tried to push him out of her mind as she thought about how easily his fingers would slide into her. Her mind kept going on a rollercoaster, imagining first Jason, then Mr McDermott and finally Professor King pushing into her back and pressing her tits into the wall while they grabbed her hips and fucked her senseless, until finally the bell rang. She kept her hands on her head as she looked over to Professor King, who held up a piece of paper.
"Kate, you are to write a one page essay which is to be on my desk before first period tomorrow. You can go now, as you leave ask Ms Lewis for some new panties, I understand she keeps some that may be more appropriate for you, and tell her to come in here so she can clean my cane. Good day." Kate grabbed the piece of paper she was to write her essay on and looked briefly at the title before picking up her bag and sticking the paper into a pocket. She said goodbye and slipped out, closing the door behind her. She looked at Ms Lewis and swallowed, this was going to be humiliating.
"Ms Lewis, Professor King said I was to ask you for new panties?" Kate hated how hesitant she sounded, but she suddenly felt nervous in her tiny skirt and no panties, what if the secretary said no? Kate didn't think she would be able to get through the day without flashing as it was, she definitely wanted to be flashing panties instead of pussy.
"Well now, panties for someone who wants to be a 'good girl' maybe? Let's see what we can find." Kate blushed when she heard the emphasis Ms Lewis put on good girl, how loudly had she been while the headmaster had spanked her? She watched with a puzzled expression as Ms Lewis opened a drawer and started to go through it, why would she keep so much underwear at school? She had more in her desk drawer than Kate had in her dresser at home. She ceased her contemplation as she looked at the flimsy piece of fabric that was offered her, it was pink with white frills all over it, it would certainly cover more than her previous ones had but they certainly weren't the schools regulation. She slipped the garment up her legs and straightened her skirt, making a brief attempt to pull it down and cover more leg before abandoning the idea. She picked up her bag again and looked at Ms Lewis.
"Professor King said you were to go in there, he need's his cane cleaned" Kate's eyebrow rose slightly as Ms Lewis appeared to get flustered before the secretary thanked her and bustled into the office, Kate heard the click of the lock as she shut the door behind her and wondered what exactly they were going to do in there. She felt a pang of jealousy as she walked down the hall to the nearest bathroom, if Professor King was horny enough to fuck his secretary after spanking her, why didn't he just take his cock out and plunge straight into her waiting pussy while she had been bent over her desk? Kate slipped into the bathroom and turned so she could see her bum reflected in the mirror. She pulled down her panties and gasped, for as long as she had been there she was sure that she was going to be bright red, but her cheeks were just a glowing shade of pink that almost matched her new panties. She rubbed her hands over her cheeks and shivered at her touch. She quickly checked to make sure the bathroom was deserted, then retreated into a stall where she plunged a hand under her skirt and started to desperately finger her pussy. It took her barely minutes before she orgasmed and she leaned against a wall as she got her breathing under control. Kate walked out and looked at her wild eyed reflection, before splashing water on her face and cleaning herself up. When she felt more composed she left the bathroom and went to the quad so she could eat her lunch quickly. On her way there, a door opened and she was pulled into an empty classroom. She looked at the other end of the arm that was gripping her and relaxed when she recognised Jason.
"So, you looking forward to tonight, Babe?" Kate moaned as he pulled her into an embrace and started to nibble on her neck while his hands started to squeeze her boobs.
"Umm, no, oh god, I've got an essay due for tomorrow, stop it, please, and I'll be in loads of trouble if it's not in on time." She tried to push his hands away, but one snaked up under her skirt and she started to find it difficult to concentrate, she couldn't believe she was so horny again after cumming in the bathroom.
"You mean that you bent over and showed me your ass at the end of class, getting me all horny and worked up, and you're just going to leave me be?" She could hear a question in his voice, but knew he had already decided to answer it as she felt him pushing her to her knees. Kate opened his fly grabbed the base of his cock, she kissed her way up the length of it before sliding her mouth over the head. She moaned slightly as she slid her lips down and started to jack her hand up and down at the base of his cock. Kate's head bobbed back and forth as she listened to a litany of vulgarity coming from her boyfriends mouth while he called her a filthy whore who was a cheap cumbucket, before he grabbed her head, holding it still while he groaned and came in her mouth. Kate kept pumping her hand as she moved her head back and caught another rope of jism across her face, adding to the cum that was dribbling out her mouth and down her chin. She looked up at Jason, who was paying her no attention as he looked at the ceiling. She felt him pull his cock away from her and watched it disappear back into his jeans before he looked down at her and smiled.
"That was awesome, Babe, too bad you can't come over this evening so we can play some more. Anyway, I've got to go." With that he turned and walked out of the classroom, leaving Kate looking through her bag for something to clean her face off with. She found a tissue and dabbed at where she could feel the heaviest concentrations of cum, then checked the hallway before running back to the bathroom she had fingered herself in. She looked at her face in the mirror and giggled when she saw how much he had gotten on her, she would be able to clean it off her face easily enough, but she would need to wash her hair when she got home. She cleaned herself up again, then looked at her watch and realised she only had a few minutes before lunch was over and she had to go to final period. It was a study period so she decided to start working on her essay, she took out the piece of paper Professor King had given her and looked at the title.
'Why I decided to wear a whore's panties to school.'Naughty Kate Ch. 02
Kate walked into the outer office early the next morning and saw Ms Lewis already sitting at her desk typing away at her computer. The secretary was dressed this morning in a mini skirt so brief that it rode up to flash her stocking tops as she was sitting at her desk, and a bright red blouse that had the top few buttons undone to reveal the edges of a black lace bra and the swell of her milky tits. Kate clutched her essay to her chest and hoped that she would be allowed to go into Professor Kings office, she would die of embarassment if the secretary was to take it off her to give to him when he arrived.
"Ms Lewis, Professor King said I was to put this on his desk, can I go in there?" Kates eyes were wide as she looked hopefully at the older women who looked her up and down briefly before nodding her head. Kate wondered if she was pushing her luck, todays skirt was only marginally longer than the one she had worn the day before and her school blouse was thin enough that you could see the fire engine red bra she had on underneath. She had gotten up early that morning to put the finishing touches on her essay and had spent an hour agonizing over what to wear, she had wanted to make it clear to Professor King when he saw her that her essay wasn't just empty words. A pair of Mary Janes with frilly white ankle socks decorated her feet and she had worn her white g string with little black hearts, which she could already feel was getting damp. She stepped behind the door of the office when she was inside so that Ms Lewis couldn't see her and lifted her skirt to inspect her panties quickly, they kept riding into her pussy lips and she wanted them to be covering her slit more, she wanted to flash her panties, not her pussy.
Kate let her skirt fall back over her hips and giggled and leaned against the wall as she realised that she was alone in the headmasters office, then hesitantly slipped her finger inside her panties and began to finger her cunny. She wondered how long it would be until Professor King arrived and imagined the trouble she would be in if he caught her masturbating in his office, she imagined him furiously ordering her to bend over his desk again for another spanking before this time he would take his cock out and fuck her needy snatch. Kate bit her lip as she climaxed and quickly readjusted her panties. She walked on somewhat unsteady feet to the headmasters desk and glanced out the door to see Ms Lewis still working on her computer. Kate looked at her wet finger, then wiped it across where Professor King had written the title, smearing the words slightly, before she kissed the bottom of the page to leave the impression of her lipstick behind. She placed the page in the center of the desk, where she remembered her panties had lain the day before, then walked out the door and nodded at Ms Lewis as she walked past her.
"Ms West, did you think to return the panties I leant you yesterday?" Kate stopped as she heard the voice float up from behind her. Had she heard her when she had been in the office? Kate had tried to be quiet but the door had been open.
"No, Ms Lewis, umm, they're, uhh, they're in the laundry." She turned her head and saw Ms Lewis' eyebrow raise.
"Very well, I'd like them returned tomorrow, please."
"Yes, Miss." Kate hurried away at the dismissal and breathed a sigh of relief, she would wash them tonight, they needed it anyway. Kate had left her study period early yesterday after it had become apparent that it was almost impossible for her to concentrate on writing her essay unless she had been toying at the front of her panties. When she had gotten home she had stripped down to her borrowed underwear and slipped her vibrator down the front of them. She had spent the evening imaging Professor Kings tongue lapping at her clit as she had tried to justify her choice and by the time she had finished writing it her panties and chair were completly soaked. Kate looked at her watch to see if she had time to duck into the toilets for another quick finger session, then cursed as she heard the bell for first period ring. She hurried to where she had left her bag so that she didn't get into trouble for being late, she wanted to be sent to the headmasters office but that was unlikely for being late, school policy was one spank with the ruler for every minute late to class. Kate shuddered as she imagined having to bend over and show the entire class her ass, the thin strip of material nestled between her cheeks offered her no modesty whatsoever and her bum was still somewhat pink from her spanking the day before.
She looked around as she entered the class and was pleased to note she had beaten the teacher there, then took her seat and waited for Ms Prince to arrive and start the lesson. She barely listened to the social studies teacher as blathered on about something or other, preferring to draw dirty pictures and write crude things about herself on the inside of her folder and before she knew it the bell was ringing to dismiss them. Theoretically they were supposed to stay seated until the teacher told them to leave, but no one ever paid any attention to Ms Prince anyway, she was the only teacher in school that had never assigned detention and she would only ever spank the girls for being late, and even then not very hard. Every boy in the school knew that if they were late to social studies they only had to suggest that they spank their teacher instead for Ms Prince to get flustered and try to change the subject, there was a rumour that in her first year teaching three boys had done just that and entertained their class by reddening her asscheeks while she bent over her desk and panted. Kate didn't think the rumour was true, but she had seen Ms Prince leaving the staff toilets hurriedly buttoning her blouse on only to be followed by a whistling senior a few minutes later. Kate knew how to recognise cum stains, she had washed many of them out of her skirt and blouse, and had recognised the teltale signs around the neckline of her teachers shirt the next period.
"Ms West! Wait a moment." Kate stopped and turned to see Ms Lewis walking down the hall towards her.
"Professor King Asked me to give this to you, hurry along, you don't want to be late." With that the secretary turned and went back towards the staff offices, leaving Kate to examine the note in her hand. She opened it and read it as she walked to class.
After reviewing your essay I have decided that you will henceforth sit in the front row of all your classes. Your teachers have been informed of the changes to their class seating plan. You are to report to my study at the end of the day.
Kate walked through the door to Mr McDermotts' class and looked around, sure enough Donna Troy was sitting where she normally sat and she blushed as she realised the rest of the class was staring at her and wondering why they had swapped seats. She ducked her head to avoid there gaze and quickly took her new place, she looked up and saw that Mr McDermott was already writing the days lesson on the board, he never spoke to the class much he just wrote down their instructions and watched them like a hawk to make sure they were carried out. She opened her book and started working on her problem, concious of the gaze of her classmates on the back of her head.
Kate kept her head down and worked diligently for about fifteen minutes, feeling slightly uncomfortable with so many eyes on her, until she realised that the class had gotten on with her work and the only person staring at her was at the front of the room. She looked up at Mr McDermott and gulped, not only was he staring at her but his brow was creased and he was clearly irritated with her. She tried to think what she ight have done wrong when she saw his eyes drop sharply to her legs and up again, Kate swallowed as she realised that her classmates stare had unconciously made her press her knees together. As she looked back at her teacher she tried to think what was the best thing to do, yesterday when she had flashed him she had been sent to the headmasters office and even though she was eager to go back this afternoon at his summons, she dreaded the thought of being sent there and making him angry before then. On the other hand, Mr McDermott clearly expected her to continue her display from the day before and she didn't think she could stand him glaring at her for the entire period, she gave a shy smile and slowly parted her legs.
Kate shuddered as se felt the cool breeze from the air conditioning chill her wet panties, she had no fears that they would dry out she could feel herself lubricating again as Mr McDermott smirked at her and glanced around the classroom before lowering his gaze to her pussy again. She let her knees fall wider apart and turned back to her work only to find herself doodling in the margins of her text book, most prominent amongst her drawings was a crude representation of her face with cum dripping down her face to drip onto her tits. She glanced at Mr McDermott again and felt her pussy flood with juice as she realised that, unlike yesterday, she was now sitting close enough that Mr McDermott would be able to see every fold of her pussy through the sopping white material. She tried to concentrate but found that her eyes kept drifting up to seek out her teacher, who was ignoring her in favour of watching her soak her panties.
Kate closed her legs slightly, but stopped when she saw Mr McDermotts's gaze snap back to her face, when she felt a tap on her back. She waited a moment until Mr McDermott was focused between her legs again, then reached behind her to recieve another note.
'Hey Babe, what's with the seat change? J'
Kate thought for a second, then scribbled a short reply.
'I got into trouble for passing to many notes, this is supposed to make it harder for me. lol.'
She folded the note over and held it behind her until she felt it removed from her hand, that should keep the rumour mill happy while keeping them distracted from the real reason she had been moved. She bent over her book and made another attempt at her work, this time though she took a pencil and used the end to trace little patterns on her panties. Kate figured that since he hadn't gotten to see her doing that from up close yesterday it wouldn't hurt for her to do it again, she shivered as she felt her pencil scrape over the material covering her clit and used the pencil to push her panties into her pussy slightly. Kate grinned at Mr McDermott as he looked back at her face and lifted the pencil to her mouth, she glanced down and noted that it was shinly with her juice then she darted her tongue out and licked the length of it before sucking it into her mouth. Kate smiled at Mr McDermott as the bell ending the period rang and everyone started to pack away their things. Mr McDermott stood up and walked over towards Kate as he dismissed the class.
"One moment Ms West." Kates hands dropped to her side as she stopped reaching for her book. Mr McDermott picked it up and then opened it to the pages she had just been working on before he opened the front cover.
"What does this say?" Kate looked at the heavy black stamp he was pointing at and sighed slightly.
"It says, 'Property of Russell Preparatory', Sir." Kate looked at the words, the first two were all in capitals and bold with an outline around them, the name of the school was underneath and seperate slightly. The same stamp was on every text book that was issued and all the books in the library, as well as on all school property that could possibly be stolen.
"I seems that you spent the majority of the lesson drawing filthy, slutty things all over a school text book. Is it necessary for me to send you to see Professor King again? Twice in two days is not something to be proud of, young lady."
"I know, Sir, I'm sorry, please don't send me to the headmasters, Sir, please." Kate looked imploring at her teacher and hoped he wouldn't send her for punishment, his words had confirmed her fears that she would be in awful trouble if she was sent there before the end of class. She raised her eyebrows hopefully, perhaps if they had detention alone he would do more than just stare at her barely covered lips.
"Very well, report to me at lunch for detention."
"Yes Sir, Thankyou, Sir." Kate packed her things away and hurriedly left the classroom, hoping she would be able to manipulate Mr McDermott into having sex with her at lunch. There was only one period left until her detention and when she entered her next class she sat down in her new place and started to continue on from the previous lessons work. She looked up and saw her teacher, Ms Bertinelli, was staring at her. Kate stared back and her brow creased in puzzlement when she saw one of Ms Bertinellis' eyebrows raise, making her expression sardonic. Kate stared back for a long moment before she hesitently let her knees drift apart and blushed when she saw her civics teacher nod in approval. Kate attempted to continue her work, but for some reason she found Ms Bertinellis' gaze more disconcerting than Mr McDermotts'. Her pussy felt flooded and she was sure that she was starting to leak onto her seat, she shifted slightly to pull her skirt out from under her ass before she irreperably stained her skirt, she hoped that she didn't have a damp patch on it, everyone would know how horny she was, or think that she had wet herself. Kate honestly couldn't think what which of the two options would be worse.
Kate kept her head down and worked solidly through the lesson, only glancing up occasionally to notice that Ms Bertinelli wasn't as focused on her as Mr McDermott had been, she kept looking around the class and just glanced at Kate every now and again. Kate kept her feet apart, but let her knees start to drift together while her teachers attention was elsewhere as she tried to concentrate on her work instead of her pussy, when she heard Ms Bertinelli clear her throat. Kate looked up and quickly spread her legs when she saw the expression on her teachers face, the message seemed clear to her, since she had gotten into trouble for flashing yesterday her punishment was to be to make her to expose her cunny to all of her teachers, at least for today but who knew when it would end. She blushed as she realised that the thought of being induced to keep herself on display like that was turning her on and hoped that she might have to expose herself to Professor King later that afternoon.
Kate fidgeted in her seat as she tried to concentrate on her media studies class, her pussy was wet and she was keeping her knees parted so that Ms Bertinelli could see her soaking white panties. It was kind of weird sitting like this, Ms Bertinelli knew her parents somehowand she had met the women outside of school one or twice, she hoped she wouldn't tell her parents that she was wearing such skimpy panties to school. She started to pack up her things when the bell rang and when Ms Bertinelli dismissed the class she was the first to leave and she hurried to Mr McDermotts class quickly so that she didn't get into any more trouble. She got there as the last of his class left and she knocked on the door and spoke to get his attention.
"Mr McDermott? I'm here for my detention, Sir."
"Kate, come in, sit down." Kate sat in her now usual place at the front of the class and opened her legs lewdly, there was no one else here and she wasn't worried about anyone catching her flashing her pussy at a teacher now.
"Kate, I can't help but noticing that your panties appear to be wet all the way through."
"Yes, Sir. I can't help it, my cunny gets so hot when someone is looking at it and I've been sitting with my legs open all day. Every time you or Ms Bertinelli look at it, it starts to twitch and moisten, Sir."
"Professor King mentioned that my surmise yesterday was correct. Since you asked for help in becoming a better whore, it has been decided that the school will aid you in this. Part of that is keeping your legs spread to show that you're available for sex. Since we're alone right now, and since it wouldn't be apporpriate for you to be walking around with wet panties all day, pull them down to your knees. They'll stay there until you've finished your detention, they should be able to dry out enough for the rest of the day. If they haven't, you'll have to go without."
"Yes, Sir" Kate reached under her skirt and pulled her pantied down to her knees, pulling them together for the first time in hours. She left her feet wide apart and pushed her knees tpgether, then looked coyley at Mr McDermott, despite everything she had done, she was still nervous about showing her pussy without any panties to give her an impression of modesty. She hoped he would tell her to spread her legs again, but she couldn't bring herself to do it before he gave her the command. Kates expression changed to a pout as Mr McDermott turned his back on her and went to the board, where he wrote.
'I will not deface school property.'
"Write that out 500 times, then you can go have your lunch."
"Yes, Sir." Kate tried to mask her disappointment as Mr McDermott sat down and started to read the paper while eating a sandwich, he wasn't going to do anything to her, not even a spanking! Kate took out a clean piece of paper and started to write, she hoped it would take long enough for the air to dry out the moisture in her panties, she couldn't bear to think about having to show her bare pussy to her teachers for the next several hours.
Kate put down her pen and held up her hand, waiting for Mr McDermott to notice her. Schol rules said that when a student was in detention they were only to talk in reply to questions, or in acknowledgement to orders and Kate was fairly sure that even though she was being given new rules all the time, the old ones would still apply. She lightly bounced her knees off each other in the hope that the movement may catch Mr McDermotts eye, she only had ten minutes left to quickly eat a sandwich and make a quick trip to the bathrooms.
"Yes Kate, are you finished?"
"Very well, one moment." Kate lowered her hand as he came over and gave a cursory glance at her page that she had filled with lines, then he knelt in front of her desk. Kate blushed and parted her knees slightly, suddenly she didn't care if she got to eat lunch, this was the closest she had been to finally getting a teacher to fuck her. She gasped as she felt Mr Mcdermotts hand brush against her knee, then she felt him pulling at the panties that were bunched around them. She bit her lip and pushed her legs together to make it easier for him to take them off her, then let out a sigh of frustration as he released her garment and stood up again.
"They seem to have dried out enough that you can continue to wear them today. You can go now." Kate stared at Mr McDermott until he made a dismissive motion with his hand, then left the classroom somewhat downcast. She lifted her head, she didn't have time to dwell on her failure to get her pussy filled again and she rushed down the hall to a bathroom. After relieving herself she washed up and then went to her next class early. Kate sat down in the chair she knew would be hers from now on and ate her lunch, before taking out some homework she had due. She had study hall with Ms Bertinelli this period, followed by double biology with Mr Antilles, so she decided to catch up on her more mundane schoolwork while she had the chance. The bell rand to start the period and her classmates began to filter in with a large amount of noise, study hall was usually fairly noisy as students talked, ostensibly about the projects they were supposed to be working on, but more often about the latest school gossip.
Kate kept her knees apart while she worked on a history project she had due, she didn't want to get into trouble for slacking on her regular school work, if she was going to be in trouble she preferred it to be for acting like a whore. She tuned out the conversations of her classmates and tried to ignore the slickness between her thighs as she noticed that Ms Bertinelli seemed to be spending more time looking up her skirt this period, Kate supposed that since she didn't have to oblige as much time on discipline this class she could afford more time watch the show Kate was putting on for her. She tried to ignore her teachers stare, until Ms Bertinelli made it impossible for her.
"Kate, could I speak to you for a moment?" Kate looked around, but Ms Bertinelli had spoken softly and most of the class hadn't heard her, and those who had were the more studious pupils who were more interested in the contents of their books then why a teacher would want to talk to a student. Kate stood up and walked over to the teachers desk.
"Kate, I wonder if you could do something for me?" Both women kept their voices low, Kate suspected that this was not a conversation she wanted the rest of the class to overhear.
"Kate, Ms Prince, as I'm sure you've noticed, is struggling to keep any real discipline in her classroom. Some of the other teachers have decided that the best way for her to regain her confidence in teaching is for her to take a bratty student from one of her classes and give her a detention and a sound spanking. Professor King suggested that you would be a perfect candidate for this role, he said that you would be quite happy to help the other teachers in this, since we're being so kind in helping you. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Miss." The words came out of Kates mouth by rote, she couldn't believe that she was being told to misbehave in class so that she could earn a spanking. She wondered if she would do it if it was just Ms Bertinelli telling her to do this, but the casual way she had mentioned the headmasters approval of the plan had silenced any objections before she could consider them. She couldn't believe that she was going to have to act up in class so that she could give the softest teacher in the school an opportunity to make her backside glow.
"Very well, back to your seat."
"Yes, Miss." Kate sat back down and tried to focus on her work, but found it almost impossible while she tried to figure out how she was going to get the most lenient teacher in school upset enough to give her a detention, the last time Ms Prince had given anyone a detention it was because Stephanie Brown had been making out with Tim Drake and practically giving him a lap dance in the middle of a more rambunctious class. Even then, when the two of them had shown up Ms Prince had thanked Tim for making sure that Stephanie had made it to detention on time then let him go and given Stephanie a 5 minute talk on decorum in public before letting her go as well. Kate would have to do something really bad to get not just a detention, but a spanking as well. She took out a notebook and started to jot down some ideas on how she might accomplish her new goal when the bell rang and everyone began to leave, since it was study hall they didn't have to wait to be dismissed. They didn't have to show up at all, but if they missed a class they had to be able to account for where they were and show that they had been doing something constructive with their time.
Kate packed up her things and was halfway down the hall to biology when something occurred to her, none of the other students were talking to her. She wasn't being ignored, people would still say hello and smile as she passed them in the hall, but no one was including her in any conversations either. She decided that it was because everyone could tell that something had changed in the way the staff were treating her, but no one could tell what it was. Kate nodded and kept walking, that made sense, she guessed that it must seem weird to them since the teachers weren't exactly treating her like she was in trouble but they were treating her differently. Reassured by her decision that her current ostracization was merely temporary while people figured out what was happening with her, Kate ducked into class just before Mr Antilles and sat in her seat as he closed the door behind him.
"Kate, can you hand these out please?" Mr Antilles stopped her before she could make it to her desk. Kate put her things down and took a stack of paper from him and was about to start making her way around the class when she felt mr Antilles hand on her elbow.
"Your's is on the bottom, make sure you don't hand it out by mistake." Kate stared briefly after the softly spoken comment, then quickly flipped through the stapled bundle on top. There were a series of drawings with fairly thick black lines, male and female anatomy, reproductive tracts and the like. She wandered around the classroom, handing out the packages and wondered how hers was going to be different. When she got to the bottom of the pile she looked at the last bundle of pages in her hand, the top and bottom pages were just blank A4, she sat down at her desk and flipped through the other pages, understanding why they were for her. All of her pictures had been cut out of porn magazines or printed from the internet, instead of a cutaway of there was a close up of a pussy with two fingers holding the lips open and a picture of an erect cock. There were three or four pictures of strippers taken from the internet and two pictures were centerfolds from a magazine called Taboo. She looked at Mr Antilles in shock as he grinned back at her, then addressed the class.
'Sketch or trace the pictures that you've been given, then read chapters 14 through 17. Does anyone have any questions?" A negative murmur went through the class and everyone started to get on with their work. Kate took her time getting her things out to give her classmate time to become engrossed in their work, before she set up her textbook and pencil tin in a sort of defensive wall around her workspace to defend against the possibility of someone glancing over and seeing what she was doing. She put a blank piece of paper over the close up of the spread pussy and started to trace over the top of it when she heard Mr Antilles clear his throat. She looked up at him and he gave her a questioning look before she let her legs fall apart to give him an unobstructed view of her panties, which were rapidly becoming damp again. Kate went back to her drawing task and hoped she would have enough time to finish, she had about six more pictures than the rest of her classmates did and if she was still drawing long after they had all finished, someone would be sure to look and see what she was doing.
Kate kept her head down and tried to work as fast as she could without making a mess of her work when she noticed that most people were putting away their pencils and starting to read. She leafed through the pages she had finished and sighed as she realised that she still had the two centerfolds to go and wondered if she would be allowed to do them later. She looked around and then took a fresh piece of paper and wrote ' 2 LEFT HOMEWORK??' on it, then held her knees together to get Mr Antilles to stop his minute inspection of her dripping panties and look up. When he did, Kate held the piece of paper up and gave a hopeful look, to recieve a sharp nod in reply. She opened her legs again and packed away her things, then opened her textbook and started to read the assigned chapters.
She was about halfway through the reading when she felt a tap on her back, she reached back to recieve the note that she knew was being passed to her and unfolded it to read a message from Jason asking if she wanted to hang out after school. She wrote back a reply saying that she'd meet him at his house after she ran a couple of errands. She didn't know what she was really going to be doing, but she didn't want him to know that she was staying after school so that the headmaster could turn her into a whore. She waited a moment then glanced back to see Jason nod in acceptance, then turned back and kept reading until she heard the bell ring. Kate loitered as the class emptied for the day, she didn't want anyone to notice that she wasn't leaving school for the day yet, then picked up her bag and walked out to the deserted hallway to find Jason waiting for her.
"Hey Babe, what time do you think you'll be over?"
"I don't know, maybe an hour or two?"
"Damn babe, I'm not sure I can wait that long. Come on, in here." Jason grabbed her arm and pulled Kate into an empty classroom, where he pushed her against the wall and started to kiss her neck. Kate moaned as she felt his hot breath on her neck, then squirmed as she felt his hands reach under her skirt to squeeze her ass and lift her up. Kate wrapped her legs around Jasons back and kissed him as he reached down to free his cock from his pants, she felt him pull the front of her panties away from her aching slit and groaned as he slid his cock into her. Kate reached out her hands to grab his shoulders and steady herself as he started thrust into her needy pussy before he stiffened and she felt him spurting inside of her. She looked up at him with glassy eyes, she had been so horny all day and it wouldn't have taken much for her to cum but it had finished too quickly and Jason was already zipping his pants back up.
"Thanks Babe, we'll go for longer later on tonight, that was just to relieve the tension. See you later." With that he walked out the door, leaving Kate behind before she could complain about not being able to relieve her tension. She looked down and rearranged her panties of her pussy and decided that she had to get to a bathroom right away to clean herself before she went to Professor Kings office, she didn't know what was going to happen but she didn't want to go through with it with cum leaking out of her freshly fucked pussy. She smoothed her brief skirt over her thighs and started down the hall to the nearest bathroom, when a voice stopped her.
"Ms West, are you lost? Professor Kings study is this way." Kate turned around to see Ms Lewis perched on her ridiculously high heels with a questioning look on her face.
"No, Miss, I was jus"
"No buts, the headmaster sent me to see what was taking you so long. Come along now." Kate ducked her head and followed along behind the secretary, noting an odd change as she did. The older womens skirt was so short that this morning Kate had had the opportunity to examine the lace on her stocking tops in minute detail, they had been black with red roses picked out in them. Now, even though Kate could only see a flash of them with every step that she took, it seemed that she was wearing a different pair with no decorations at the top at all. Kate kept staring at the other womens legs as she tried to confirm her theory, until she realised that they had stopped and she took a breath. She was standing outside Professor Kings study and she was about to go in there with a pussy full of cum and wondered how much trouble she was going to be in.
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