Girl Power
“ Ok, class..., here’s your assignment for today.”, said the middle aged English teacher, Ms. Oliver.
Leaning over slightly and whispering to her friend, Lisa remarked, “ I wonder what kind of bullshit the bitch’s got for us today.”
“ Ah, young lady, Lisa..., how about being quiet.”
With a smerky expression, the dark-haired girl responded to the teacher, “ Yes ma’am!”
When she had the paper in her hand, Lisa pushed her shoulder length mane to the side and read the instructions, “ Write a half page essay in the space provided below about what you’d do at this school if you were the principal.”
After rolling her eyes, the seventeen year old senior took up her pen and began writing, “ If I were the principal of this shit hole, I’d have all the boys line up before my office door. One by one..., I‘d have the jerks enter and kneel before me so they can lick my cunt.”
Writing further, she added, “ The fucks can eat my ass out as well!”
A few more sentences scribbled to the page and the girl was finished, printing her name up on the top afterward.
Getting up, Lisa made an impression upon the male half of the class as she strolled toward the teacher’s desk, assignment in hand. Like a bunch of dogs, the boys stared forth at Lisa’s posterior, presenting its full form through the well fitting jeans which had the bottom cuffs tucked into her knee high black leather boots.
As her stiletto heels struck the classroom tile, Ms. Oliver looked up and extended her hand, finally taking the paper from the girl. Turning around, Lisa adjusted her skimpy tube top, smiled at the class, and returned to her seat, finally taking up a book.
While she read the piece of literature, Lisa gazed up now and then, watching Ms. Oliver’s facial expression. Sure enough, in less than a minute, the lady looked at the girl and frowned.
Getting up from behind her desk, the teacher next addressed the class briefly, “ I’ll be back in a few moments.”
Obviously knowing where the woman was headed, Lisa nevertheless acted as if nothing happened, reading away at the pages.
Ninety seconds later, the lady came back followed by a forty two year old man.
After Lisa watched Ms. Oliver exchange a few words with the guy and hand him her assignment, she then overheard the woman say , “ Mr. Cole..., she’s been trouble on and off this whole school year..., now this, something’s really gotta be done about it.”
His head turned now in Lisa’s direction, the man simply said, “ Lisa, come with me please.”
Grinning, the spoiled teenager got up from her seat, grabbed her hand bag, swung it around her right shoulder, and strolled out of the room, walking behind the man.
A few moments later, she entered his office where he took a seat, gesturing the girl into a seat opposite his side of the desk.
Her nice ass in place, the girl stared straight ahead when the man started, “ Ok..., Ms. Oliver gave me this here paper..., you did write this..., correct?”
“ Yea..., it’s mine.”, responded the brunette to the school principal , reaching into her purse afterward.
Upon removing a pack of New Ports, Lisa slipped a lighter from her jean pocket and fired up, totally oblivious of the individual before her.
“ What are you doing?”
“ What the fuck does it look like..., I’m smoking!”
“ You know it’s not allowed in the building..., especially for one whose underaged.”
“ Oh..., cut the crap..., I’ll be eighteen in a month!”
“ That’s not the idea.”
“ You couldn’t get the idea if it hit you square in the face.”, replied the naughty girl, taking pride in her defiance of school authority.
Pressing his lips together and nodding his head slowly, Mr. Cole ignored the cigarette and spoke on, “ As for the contents of this so called assignment..., what’s the meaning of it..., don’t you know I can expel you for writing such profane stuff?”
“ You could..., but you won’t.”
“ And why exactly is that, young lady?”, ask the guy, trying to verbally corner her.
“ Because if I get expelled you won’t have my ass to stare at whenever you see me going down the corridor.”
Looking to the side for a moment, the principal made a nervous sigh and said, “ I’m calling your parents right now..., I’m removing you today.”
“ My mom ain’t home..., she’s at work.”
“ No problem..., I’ve got her work number as well...remember...it’s a question every parent has to fill in on the application.”
“ Oh wow..., you’re so clever.”, answered Lisa, taking another drag on the white stick, sounding disgusted.
After he retrieved the work number from the computer terminal upon his desk, he looked down and took hold of the telephone receiver.
No sooner was his hand upon the thing, Lisa placed her hand over his. Surprised, he glanced up and stared straight into her dark eyes.
Standing now, Lisa exhaled a cloud of smoke into his face and said, “ You ain’t calling shit.”
Before he could make some scolding reply, Lisa killed her cigarette on the floor and pulled at her tube top, exposing her right tit.
Letting go of the phone, Mr. Cole quickly moved his hand away from hers and leaned back in his chair, slightly overcome by her directness.
“ Nice..., don’t you think? I’ll bet your ugly old wife ain’t got tits as lovely as mine.”
“ Lisa, stop it!”
“ Oh yea..., why should I..., it’s what you really want..., ain’t it?”
Momentarily speechless, Mr. Cole watched Lisa slip the entire top over her head, completely exposing her firm breasts.
His heart beginning to race, the man tried to control himself when Lisa leaned across his desk and took hold of his hairs, pulling the guy’s head forward into her chest. Feeling her nipples rub against his lips, Mr. Cole lost it and slowly placed her left nipple into his mouth, sucking on it immediately afterward.
“ There..., that’s it..., I knew I could read you..., asshole.”
Not even hearing the insult, the now sexually intoxicated man continued to suck at her tits when the girl pulled away and said, “ Get up, get out of that damn seat!”
“ Ok.”, answered the principal as he raised his frame.
Seeing his bulge swell from within the trousers, Lisa remarked, “ Yep..., you’re easier than cake.”
When he stood before her, the young lady gave another order, “ Take it all off and then get to your knees.”
Confused somewhat, he ask, “ What’s this about..., what are you gonna do?”
“ Listen, dickhead..., you want my pussy or not?”
Eager for her body, he complied, saying, “ Yes..., all right, Lisa.”
“ Oh, and another thing...from now on...you say “yes ma’am” whenever I ask you to do something.”
“ Yes ma’am.”
“ Good..., now get your shit off!”
Slowly, the school’s administrator undressed, finally standing naked before her, having thrown his clothes to one corner of the office.
“ That’s nice..., now get down on your knees like I said.”
Upon his knees now, the man looked up and watched as she went to her purse and removed two things. Again before the guy, Lisa wrapped a leather leash around his neck and buckled it, holding a now uncoiled whip in her other hand.
“ You wanna know what I do on the side for a little extra money?”
“ What?”
“ I’m a dominatrix..., you know what that is?”
“ Yes ma’am..., it’s a woman who dominates men for money or some other favor.”
“ Right..., and now I’m gonna dominate you for my own favor..., you’re gonna be my little slave; I’m gonna run this place through you..., understand?”
Despite the seriousness of her words and the whole situation, the mentally helpless guy responded with, “ Yes ma’am..., I understand.”
Going over to his seat, Lisa sat her ass down, unbuttoned her pants, and began pulling the base of her trouser legs from the knee high boots. With a little effort, she finally got her jeans over her footwear. After her panties were off as well, Lisa threw the apparel to the side and raised her right boot, saying, “ Crawl over here, you worm.”
“ Yes ma’am.”
When he knelt before her shinny footwear, he heard, “ Now start kissing, lick and worship the leather..., let’s go..., asshole!”
“ Yes ma’am.”, was his humble response as precum dripped from his cock.
Using his tongue, he licked away at her boot’s bottom section while he reached for his prick with his left hand.
Suddenly, he felt her whip sting into his back while she screamed, “ No..., I didn’t give permission to jack off!”
In pain, he felt himself pushed back to reality for a moment, getting up in the process.
“ What the fuck do you think you’re going?”, ask the seventeen year old.
“ I’ve had enough of this..., it’s wrong.”
“ Oh yea..., I don’t think so..., you’re gonna do as I say..., you’re my slave!”
Just standing there and thinking, Mr. Cole watched Lisa get to her feet, turn around, and present her butt to the guy. Reaching back, she grabbed his right hand with her left and pushed his palm against her firm backside, saying, “ There..., how does my ass feel...like it?”
Its sensation upon his hand had a force all to its own, taking control of the man. As he caressed away, she said, “ Now get back to your knees and kiss my ass, that’s right..., worship my rear!”
Slowly, the man sank back down and finally pressed his face into her ass, humiliating himself.
“ I said kiss..., don’t just push that stupid face of yours against it.”
“ Yes ma’am.”, was his response as he gave her backside its first kiss, then another, going on and on.
“ You’re doing good..., like I said, you’re my slave..., I’ve got you now as my personal ass kisser.”
After five minutes, she said, “ Stop!”
Doing so, he just knelt there and watched her turn around, presenting her harry dark triangle to his face.
“ Look at it..., isn’t it great!”
“ Yes, it’s so beautiful.”, replied Mr. Cole, taking in its smell.
“ Since you’re my slave, you’re gonna serve another useful purpose.”
“ What?”
“ Open wide.”
“ What do you mean?”
“ Don’t be so fucken stupid..., I said open your damn mouth and push your head back.”
Complying, he watched her cunt get closer until it hovered directly above him. Two seconds later, she pissed, letting her stuff go directly down his throat.
“ If you spill just one drop, I’m gonna whip you till you bleed!”
Like water from an open spigot, her yellow piss gushed forth. Keeping up with it, Mr. Cole made successive swallows, trying to also breath in the process. Feeling a burning and salty sensation in his mouth, the principal nevertheless took it down, allowing the girl to fully relieve herself. However, at the very end, he coughed a little, causing a milliliter of the stuff to run down the side of his neck and strike the floor.
Her bladder empty now, Lisa looked down and saw the spot, exclaiming, “ You fuck..., how dare you allow some of my holy nectar to touch the floor, you bastard, your gonna pay!”
“ No, no..., please don’t!”, whimpered the man as she brought down the whip, striking him across the face.
A little angered by the pain, he tried to get up and subdue her. It didn’t work. To his misfortune, the girl was an expert with the leather thing, flicking it again, causing its free end to wrap itself around his legs. A second later, Mr. Cole fell over, lying now on his back.
Making two steps, Lisa walked up to him and stood above his face, placing each boot to one side of his head. With the whip in her right hand, and her left hand to her side, Lisa said down to the man scoldingly, “ Try anything like that again and I’ll get on the school’s public intercom right now and tell the whole place what’s going on here..., how would you like that?”
“ No, don’t!”
“ Then do as I say!”
Frightened by the girl now, Mr. Cole simply responded with, “ Yes ma’am.”
“ Get up and get on all fours.”
“ Yes ma’am.”
When he complied, she remarked, “ Like I said before, if you spill one drop, you’ve gotta be punished, well here it comes, the punishment, and you better take it or there’ll be a worst fate awaiting you.”
With all her might, the sick bitch brought the whip down across his back, making a red line go from one side to the other. Again and again she struck him until he began bleeding. After twenty lashings, she finally said, “ There, that’ll teach you a lesson, now get your ass over to that desk and call Ms. Oliver’s room..., tell her to ask Latasha to come here.”
“ Yes ma’am.”, replied the principal as he painfully crawled over with the leash dangling from his neck.
“ Hello, Ms. Oliver...?”
“ Yes, Mr. Cole.”
“ Please tell your student, Latasha, to come over to my office for a moment.”
“ Ok.”
Proud of herself, Lisa said, “ That was real good, my slave, now crawl to the center of this room and wait there on all fours.”
Like a faithful dog, he obeyed.
Less than five minutes later, Lisa turned at the sound of a knock. Going over, she opened the door and let the sexy black girl enter.
“ What the fuck’s this?”, exclaimed the Nubian beauty, also wearing jeans and knee high leather boots, this time with square toes.
“ I’ve got him trained..., don’t you think I did a good job?”
Being Lisa’s friend, Latasha also worked as a partime dominatrix, making a few extra bucks on the side. While she eyed Mr. Cole, the dark-skinned female said in response, “ Yea..., I guess you did...”
“ That’s right, and the best thing of ‘em all is that he’s ours now..., isn’t that right, ass kisser?”
“ Yes ma’am.”, moaned the guy.
Laughing now, Latasha said, “ You sure whipped the shit outta him..., look at his back!”
“ I know..., that’s exactly why I called you in here..., the fool couldn’t drink my piss right.”
Involved herself in the sado-masochistic arts, Latasha knew exactly what Lisa was referring to. As a result, Lisa’s friend simply said, “ In that case, he needs a little more practice.”
“ You’ve got it, Latasha.”
Smiling, the good looking black girl pulled her T-shirt over her magnificent hairs raised to her head’s top and finally unclipped her bra, letting it fall to the floor. Her nice dark tits exposed, she went out of her jeans and panties, also pulling the attire over her exquisite boots. With nothing on now, save the footwear, Latasha stepped forward and eventually stood before Mr. Cole.
Using her right hand, she grabbed his hairs and pushed him back upon his ass.
“ Look at me!”, exclaimed Latasha to the helpless male, “ This time you’re gonna do it right..., or we’ll kill you!”
“ Ok, ok!”
Defeated, the man opened his mouth and arched his head back, placing it directly beneath her harry cunt.
“ Drink!”, was all Latasha said right before she let it go.
With a force even greater than Lisa’s, the black girl’s piss sprayed forth, coming out from her dark pussy faster than ever.
“ He’s doing fine so far.”, mentioned Lisa, watching the yellow stuff go into his mouth.
Almost a minute later, he was done, having consumed it all, spilling nothing.
“ Hey great..., this time he did it right!”, said Latasha, making a step back.
As he knelt there, the man watched Lisa move over next to her friend and take up the leash in the process. With their hands on their hips, both girls stared down at him when Latasha said, “ Kiss my boots, man..., let’s go, do it!”
Placing his hands on the floor now, Mr. Cole pushed his face into the base of Latasha’s footwear and started kissing, covering as much of the black leather as he could.
“ He sure makes a good little slave..., doesn’t he, Latasha?”
“ Yep..., and he’s all ours.”
“ And like I told him..., I’m gonna run this place now..., in fact we’re gonna run it through him.”
While the fool continued to kiss away before Latasha, Lisa strolled over to her purse and produced the cigarette pack.
“ Care for a smoke, Latasha?”
“ Yea..., sure..., thanks.”
After she fired one up for herself, Lisa went back to her friend and held the pack before the black girl’s eyes. With her right hand, Latasha removed a New Port. The thing between her lips, Latasha pushed her head forward slightly as Lisa held the lighter for her.
“ There’s nothing better than a good puff in the morning.”
“ I know what you mean, Latasha, I just love the stuff.”
Still kissing the girl’s boots, Mr. Cole heard from Lisa, “ Well...this period’s about over..., we best be headed back.”
“ Ok.”, responded the black girl as she and her friend moved away from the guy and returned into their clothing.
All dressed and done with their cigarettes, the two young bitches headed off for the door when the white girl turned back and said, “ Use the tissue on your desk to clean the blood off..., then get dressed, and remember..., from now on, you do as we say..., is that clear?”
“ Yes ma’am.”
The End