A Most Wicked Headmaster (BDSM Erotica) by Jay Merson Page A

would be direct with her, go straight in and ensnare her; he
could afford to be a little more reckless with this one. He
beckoned her forward with one finger and watched as the little slut
strutted like a photographic model toward him.
    With hips swaying and head up, her back straight and chest
pushed out she came to a halt before him and on the other side of
the coffee table. She stood erect, the veins in her neck pulsing
fast to portray her wild excitement that she was fighting to
contain.
    It was then that the idea hit home to him, he could achieve
two tasks in one here and gave a wry smile as the idea developed
rapidly in his mind.
    "Have all the staff locked up and gone for the weekend?" he
asked in a deliberately suggestive tone.
    The girl beamed a smile back at him and again ran her tongue
over her full red lips to further tease and excite.
    "Yes, only the two female duty staff, but they are in the
dormitory block keeping a watchful eye on the girls."
    He nodded and smiled at the irony of her statement. The
headmaster crossed his legs to ease the throbbing pressure on his
cock.
    "You are a most attractive young lady," he said and looked
into her eyes, "a potential photographic model if ever I saw
one."
    She broke a huge smile at the compliment, her painted lips
parted to show her sparkling white teeth in stark contrast to the
blood red lipstick.
    "Thank you," she said knowingly and return his sexually loaded
stare, "Actually I hope to become a model, once my studies are
finished."
    He fell silent for a moment, the verbal fencing arousing him
to the point where he felt his cock ooze lubricant.
    "You could do part-time and begin to build a portfolio in
readiness."
    She gave a little pained expression.
    "Photographers cost - lots."
    He smiled; she was taking the bait and feeding herself to him
readily.
    "A hobby of mine - photography," he said and paused to allow
her to respond.
    Her voice was low and thick, excitement and sheer sexual
thrill altering the usual high-pitched tone. Her words came out
like a temptress, an older and wiser woman offering herself to her
lover.
    "I could model for you if you like," the girl said brightly
and then her expression changed to one of serious hopefulness, "to
help me to gain practice and to build a portfolio."
    He sighed, deliberately displaying uncertainty.
    "But would you be prepared do the type of modelling that I
require I wonder?"
    She flushed slightly, the excitement sparkling in her big
brown eyes. Her gaze flicked momentarily to the bulge in the front
of his trousers.
    "Yes," she said simply.
    The headmaster nodded his acknowledgement.
    "Is the outer door locked?" he posed and fixed her with a
knowing look.
    "Yes, did it on my way in," the little slut answered
cheekily.
    The headmaster stood and walked to the bureau.
    "Stand by the window and pose, your modelling session
begins."
    He loaded the instant Polaroid camera and moved
closer.
    The little bitch was in her element, lounged back against the
window frame with her hands clasped behind her head and a broad
smile on her face. Her legs were crossed casually and her hips
thrust out to show the white covered crotch of her panties below
the short hem of her skirt.
    The headmaster snapped one photo, knelt and took another,
aiming the camera at her crotch and at an upward angle beneath her
little skirt.
    "Little bitch," he breathed excitedly.
    The girl responded by lifting one leg and resting it on the
window sill, the whole of her leg and thigh exposed right up to her
hip and her panties now fully on show. Her legs were open and
parted, giving full sight of the tight gusset of her panties as the
pulled between the tops of her thighs and the swell of her buttocks
at the back. A damp patch stained the white material below her
pussy slit to portray her high state of excitement where her juices
had leaked from her pussy. She posed there in the full knowledge
that she was both displaying herself and exciting him in the
process.
    "Oh