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The Submissive Schoolgirl
Disclaimer: The following piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment and has been posted only to an appropriate group on the Internet. If it is found in any other place this is not the responsibility of the author. All characters in this story are fictitious, any similarity to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. The author does not necessarily condone or endorse any of the activities detailed in this story, some of which are dangerous or illegal.
Chapter 1: Confiding in him
I snuck a long, sideways glance at her while Mr. O’Brian droned on about the invaluable merits of the scientific process and about the practical application of the process in all our lives. She sat on the other side of the classroom to my right, wearing the same white shirt and pleated green skirt as all the other girls but hers rested on her knees and wasn’t folded up like most of the other girls. The brunette’s hair was tied back in a ponytail and as usual, she wore no makeup. Amy was only average looking, she didn’t have a voluptuous chest, an anorexic build or a model’s long legs but she did have a pretty face, and a decent physique. Her personality stood out even less than she did-shy, quiet, and with no close friends.
I was studying her closely for a reason. My best bud Charles and I were hanging out at his rich parent’s mansion, joking around after consuming several beers, about all the loser chicks in our class and how they’d never get laid. It was in the middle of this conversation that he dared me to hook up with one of these losers but I told him it was childish and too much work. He then upped the ante and told me that if I had sex with one such loser chick, Amy, by my sixteenth birthday, which was only two weeks away, then he’d buy me the best seats at the next UFC event. Since I had nothing to lose, I agreed and the more I thought about it, the easier it seemed to me. I was a tall and handsome guy who was popular in school, without even being a jock. I was also considerably experienced with girls, having had several girlfriends and gaining a decent reputation for being good in bed, which all put me at an advantage.
The class was finally over and it was time to carry out my plan. I followed her to her locker and watched as my pal, Charlie honed in on her.
?Hey Amy, how are you babe?? I overheard him saying.
?Fine, what do you want?? she replied curtly.
?Why do you have to be rude, babe? I just wanted to know if you’d like to come over to my place later on? My parents are out of town so we could have some drinks and I could show you a good time.? It was obvious to me that he was being a jerk to her with his hands around her and cornering her to the wall. She tried to resist him and told him that she wasn’t interested but he kept persisting.
I walked by them, and her eyes locked with mine. She looked desperate, begging for help to get her out of this predicament. Perfect. I slowed down, kept looking at her and walked past them, then turned back and walked back towards them.
?Hey Charlie-boy, we’re still on for UFC, right??
?Oh hey, buddy.? He seemed a little angry for being interrupted but the situation was now diffused. ?Yeah, we’re still on. Listen Amy, you think about what I said and I’ll get going now, my driver has been waiting a while now. Catch you later, dude?
?Later.? I winked at him as he left, our plan was going well so far and now it was up to me.
?Hey, Amy, right? It looked like he was being a little rough on you.?
?Hey, thanks so much for stopping him. I kept telling him to go away but he wouldn’t, he was just being a jerk.? She looked so grateful and oblivious that I deserved none of her gratitude.
?Yeah, he’s just a rich asshole who thinks he can get away with anything. Listen, you live close to me right, can I give you a ride??
?That’s very kind of you, thanks.?
We walked to my car, a Navy blue Acura EL, a beauty that had accommodated so many of my best ‘conquests.’
As we were getting close to her house, I seized my opportunity. ?Do you have any plans for the weekend Amy??
?No, I mean I was planning on studying for that Biology test Mr. O’Brian’s giving us next week but nothing else.?
?Oh yeah, I had forgotten all about that test, do you want to come by tomorrow and study together for it??
She seemed surprised by this, like no one had asked her on a study date before. ?Yeah, that sounds good.?
?Great, I need all the help I can get. Can you drop by at 5??
?Ok, see you then.? She left with the most innocent of smiles on her face.
The Next Day
Fortunately my parents were out of town this weekend and being their only child, I had the house to myself. The doorbell rang and I was ready to make my move on her.
?Hey, come on in, make yourself comfortable.? She had worn a knee-length skirt and an unflattering top.
?Thanks, your parents have a really nice house.?
?Thanks, they’re away for the weekend. I hope you don’t mind but I’m a little hungry so I’ve gotten some food out for us before we start studying.?
?Okay, that’s fine.?
I heated some pizza up and brought out some punch and spiked it with a copious amount of alcohol. If I was to succeed in this bet, I’d have to make sure she was much less inhibited than usual.
I turned the TV on and fed her pizza and several glasses of punch, without revealing the alcoholic content in it. After about three glasses, I saw she was considerably looser now.
?Amy, mind if I ask you a question? What do you think of me??
She smiles. ?I think you’re a good looking guy and I like you.?
?Thanks, I like you too,? I said, returning her smile. ?Have you had a boyfriend before?? I asked her coyly. She seemed reluctant to answer me, perhaps she wasn’t drunk enough yet. ?Sorry, I didn’t mean to pry.?
?No, it’s alright, I’ve just had some bad experiences with men, haven’t ever had a boyfriend though.?
She had my interest peaked now. ?What do you mean bad experiences??
?I haven’t ever told anyone about that before.?
I moved in closer to her, and took hold of her hand, ?It’s alright, you can trust me.?
She took a deep breath and started telling her story. ?A couple of years back, I was struggling a lot in school and so my parents hired a tutor for me. His name was Fred and I had a small crush on him as soon as he started tutoring me. I’d walk over to his house every weekend to be tutored by him and I always wore the shortest skirts, hoping he would notice me. At first, he never seemed to and was only interested in teaching me. Despite all my tutoring, I continued doing badly in school and then, one day I actually failed my science test. When I went to see him the following and told him about this, he became very angry with me and told me that I was a big disappointment and that he was wasting all his time teaching me for nothing. I felt awful and told him I’d be willing to go to any length to improve. He seemed pleased to hear that and told me that from now, I’d be punished severely for my failures, starting with this one, and that these punishments were not to be revealed to anyone else. I was scared to hear this but I really liked him and didn’t want him to stop teaching me, so I agreed. He told me that for my first punishment, he would spank me with his belt.?
My eyebrows stretched upwards with surprise and disbelief at this. She must have noticed because she paused and seemed too embarrassed to continue.
?I’m sorry, I don’t know why I’m telling you all this. I’ve never confessed this to anyone.?
?Listen Amy, it’s alright. I’m not going to judge you on your past, you can trust me. Was that the first time you were spanked??
?Yes, it was and I was hesitant to comply with him but he told me sternly that this was for my own good and I’d be a useless failure unless he helped me and I believed him.?
?How did he spank you??
She blushed again and replied slowly, ?He made me take off all my clothes and asked me to take my position by bending over his desk, grabbing the end of the desk with my hands, and spreading my legs. When I did so, he told me to count out to twenty loudly as he spanked me and that if I took my hands off the desk, he would punish me further. He then took his belt off, folded it in half and aimed for my bum.?
She seemed reluctant to continue but I wanted to hear all the remaining details and was rock hard from her story so far. I quickly glanced down to make sure that my pre-cum hadn’t stained the front of my shorts and it hadn’t.
She tried to change the subject, ?We should do some studying for the test.?
I went along with her request, ?Alright, here let me refresh your drink and get my books.?
?Wow, I’ve had so much punch already, it tasted great by the way. May I use your bathroom??
?Absolutely, here’s some more of my great punch and let me show you to the bathroom upstairs.?
I showed her my room next with all my posters of elite sports cars and NBA teams.
?Nice room,? she complimented.
?Thanks, make yourself comfortable.? I was starting to lose my erection and wanted to get her to continue with her story. ?You know, I’ve been spanked a few times by my Dad when I was much younger and they used to hurt like hell. Was it bad for you as well?? I was hoping that relating to her situation and the combined effect of all her drinks so far would facilitate the continuation of her storytelling.
And indeed, it did, ?Yes, it really was. I remember I was shocked by the force of the first blow as it hit me but counted out ‘one’ and kept my hands down, as he had instructed me. He kept going with the same amount of force, and I started breaking down and crying by the time he got to ten. By fifteen, I was crying so much and in so much pain that I stopped counting and asked him to stop. He told me again that I deserved this and finished the last five spanks, counting them out himself and holding my hands away from my bum. He told me that he was disappointed that I didn’t take my punishment and he would have to punish me further for that.?
I looked surprised again, ?He punished you more after all that??
?I was already in a lot of pain and regretting that I had agreed to his first punishment but told him that I couldn’t possibly take any more spanking. He told me that he wouldn’t spank me anymore but that this punishment would involve humiliation instead of pain.?
I was so hard by now that I wished I could take out my cock and stroke it or just excuse myself momentarily and relieve myself but I wanted to hear the rest of her story. ?How did he humiliate you??
?I’m too embarrassed to continue.?
I stood up, hoping that her glance wouldn’t fall on my tented shorts, sat next to her, and squeezed her hand in mine. ?It’s alright, you don’t have to go on if you’re not comfortable telling me.?
She squeezed my hand back and smiled. ?No, I do feel comfortable talking to you. For his next punishment, he instructed me next to kneel on top of the desk, place my knees at the two long edges of the desk that were nearly two feet apart, and put my hands behind my head. I did so but had never felt so exposed and embarrassed in my life. He went out of the room and left me in that uncomfortable position with my knees hurting and back strained. He returned with a jar in his hands and went behind me and started rubbing a cream on my sore bum. The cream felt cool on my hot skin and served to further humiliate me. He continued rubbing on the cream for a long time. After a long time, he took away his hand and stopped. He told my punishment was over, and that I should put my clothes back on and come back tomorrow and if I didn’t work hard from now on, that my punishments would get more severe. I shivered at hearing that, it scared and thrilled me at the same time.?
I was glad that she had finished because my dick would explode into pieces if she continued with her story. ?You didn’t feel awful after the punishment then, you said it thrilled you??
Her eyes were cast down, ?Perhaps what he did was wrong since he was molesting me and I was young at the time but I had secretly fantasized about making myself vulnerable in front of him and after his punishments, I went home and fantasized about more punishments.?
I had to ask her, ?did he get you off during his punishment??
?When he was rubbing the cream he did touch me...down there...and I got very aroused. I hadn’t ever orgasmed before so it all felt new to me but as I was approaching my climax from his stimulations, I think he sensed it and intentionally stopped.?
?You never told your parents about what he did to you??
?No, you’re the first person I’ve told.?
?Did he continue to punish you afterwards??
?I kept going to him for about a year until my parents decided I didn’t need a tutor anymore and he kept punishing me whenever he felt I deserved it.?
I couldn’t believe that she had continued being a victim to his dark fantasies for so long and wondered how many other stories like this she had to tell! I couldn’t wait to hear more of her stories and already I was hatching a plan in my mind to find a way to make sure that she continued receiving her regular punishments.
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