I got your email this morning. Yes, it has been a few weeks I replied. I’ll be there at four.

I rushed out and took the bus to your place, my curiosity made me wet with anticipation. What was on the agenda? I thought hard. Our other times together have been both extremely erotic and exciting. I entered your apartment and you were dressed in a severe suit, your hair was drawn back in a bun and glasses were perched on the tip of your nose. In your hand was a pointer that you used to direct me to a neat pile of folded clothes on your sofa.

“Please put these on.” You directed.

I quickly changed into the schoolgirl clothes laid out for me and sat down in a chair.

“You may call me Ms. Prickley. I will be your substitute teacher today” You said strictly.

Okay so you’re the teacher I thought. “What would you like me to do ‘Ms. Prickley?’”

“Silence!” You thundered, bringing the pointer down on your dining room table with a loud SNAP. “You will not talk in class!”

Strict. I thought, just like I used to like them.

“Your homework? You asked.

I stammered, “I forgot it, errr… the dog ate it.”

“OOH, you’re a very naughty girl.” You sneered at me. “Come to Ms. Prickley and get what’s coming to you.”

“Please.” I begged, “I’ll bring it tomorrow.”

“Get up here,” You said scornfully, “I can’t stand sniveling little girls.”

I slowly got off my chair and walked reluctantly up to you.

“Bend over the desk and no crying. I hate crying.” You said.

I did as I was told and you lifted up my short tartan skirt revealing my round thonged ass.

“How exquisitely naughty of you to have dressed in such deliciously wicked undies.” You said as you admired my butt. You caressed it with you hands and drove me wild in anticipation. Your hands roamed to my moist slit and you exclaimed, “What’s this? Are you aroused? Well, we can have none of that!”

Snap! The pointer came down on my ass hard. I yelped as pain coursed from my bum.

“No noise! I won’t stand for it.” And you hit me again this time harder than the first. I clenched my teeth and kept my suffering to myself. You caned ten times for my discretions and I was allowed to sit. My ass was raw and the best I could do was grip the sides of the chair and suspend myself so that my enflamed cheeks would not touch the chair.

“Little missy, I said for you to sit down.” You said to me enraged.

“I-I-I can’t Ms. Prickley. My bum hurts too much.” I whimpered.

“Well, we’ll see about that. Come here and bend over the desk.” You scream at me.

“I can’t take much more.” I said on the verge of tears.

I bent over the desk again and you soothe my burning ass cheeks with your hands. “Ms. Prickley will make it all better.” You cooed to me. Your hands wandered all over my ass and pussy and I became aroused again in spite of my burning red butt.

I moaned and Slap! You smacked my butt with your hand. “Little tart! You really must learn to suppress your urges!” You bellowed. You smacked my raw ass some more and then massaged it.

“Ms. Prickley is not mean and nasty as the other girls say, she’s actually quite kind. I just have to train you girls to appreciate me for who I am.” You said as you rubbed balm on my aching ass cheeks. “Now get up.”

You sat down on a chair and beckoned to me haughtily. “Come over here and sit at my feet. Ms. Prickley needs your total undivided attention.”

I did as I was told and you open your legs to expose your beautiful pussy. “You do know what to do, don’t you dear?” You ask.

“Ms. Prickley, please, I-I-I…” I started reluctantly.

“The cane!” You roared at me.

You moved your hips to the edge of the chair and I brought my face up to your pussy. Your aroma was intoxicating as I tentatively licked the outer parts of your mound emitting little gasps from you.

“I see that you have been keeping up with your schoolwork.” You said breathlessly as I tongued your swollen clit.

My tongue searchingly entered your vagina and I felt a shock course through your body. I could sense a tremendous orgasm building within you and I lapped at everything in sight paying careful attention to your burgeoning bud.

You shook as your first orgasms overtook you and you screamed. My face was covered in your succulent juices as you came on my mouth and tongue. Having had too much, you picked me up and we kissed a deep and passionate kiss.

“Little girl, undo your shirt.” You said to me in a wavering but stern voice. You attacked my large breasts as they tumbled free from my shirt. “I have trained you well.” You said as you sucked and licked my nipples.

My arousal was peaking and I gasped, “Ms.Prickley, p-p-please teach me about my other areas of study?”

“Certainly, my dear.” You responded. “Lie back.”

You lifted my skirt and buried your head in my wet aching pussy. Your licks and sucks on my pussy immediately sent me into orgasmic orbit. My head spun from an enormous orgasm as you licked passionately at my clit and I screamed and screamed.

Later satiated, we held each other and kissed softly.

“Ms. Prickley says you must leave now.” You said quietly.

“Thank you, Nancy.” I replied and kissed you goodbye. A smile was on your lips.

I dressed and left your place and got on the crowded bus. A gentleman got up and said, “Please take my seat Ma’am.”

I replied with a weary smile, “No thanks, I would really prefer to stand.”