CLP-188 The Headmaster by William St. Cyr Foreword ... - OpenDrive

entire weight down against her frantically twitching body. The final, almost brutal, thrust sent his hot,
murky masculine fluids bursting into her vagina with explosive force.
"Oh, my! Oooooohhhhh!" Tormented beyond endurance by the sexual punishment her beautiful young
body had absorbed, Betty surrendered to an intense orgasm. Convulsed with passionate spasms that
originated in her lust-swollen clitoris and vagina, the young woman climaxed with ecstatic cries of joy.
The deep vaginal contractions caught Frank's exploding penis in a tight vise, pulling him far inside her
boiling cunt and milking his thick, hot semen in a hungry, demanding fashion. "Ohh! Oooooohhhhh!
Ooooohhhh! Whaaat a fuck!" she moaned as her convulsions began to subside.
Breathlessly, the two of them rested on the bed with their hot bodies still lewdly glued together. Frank
made no attempt to untie her wrists and, for some reason, Betty neglected to ask him to do so.
"You know," she told him with a bright smile. "I never realized that a spanking could lead to hot bed sex
like this."
"You ought to thank those horny sorority sisters of yours for setting you up," Frank told her, kissing her
lightly on the lips.
The two of them lay quietly for several minutes, and Frank found himself drifting into a pleasant nap.
Suddenly Betty's young body stiffened with fear.
"Frank, Frank!" she whispered urgently at him. "There's someone in the living room!"
Chapter 7
Suddenly, Elizabeth had burst through the opened bedroom door, a drawn gun in her hand!
"Eeek!" Betty screamed, her stockinged legs flailing as she futilely tried to break loose from the bonds
that held her to the bed.
"Liz!" Frank cried out, embarrassed at having been caught in the compromising position but, for the
moment at least, more concerned for his own safety.
"What's going on here?" Elizabeth demanded, looking around warily.
"It's okay, Liz. It's okay," Frank reassured her. "Now put that gun away before someone gets hurt."
When Elizabeth realized that Frank was completely nude and that Betty, clad only in her garter belt,
stockings and shoes, was helplessly tied to the bed, she relaxed and put the gun back in her handbag.
"Sorry," she told Frank. "When I realized that she had sneaked out of the apartment and probably ..."
she paused, not wanting to say too much in front of Betty. "Well, I thought she might be someone else ...
and then I heard what sounded like a struggle up here ..."
"Okay, okay," Frank told her, beginning to see the humor in the situation although he realized that Betty
might start asking some questions that wouldn't be easy to answer. "It's not what you thought at all," he
continued. "It's just that Betty felt that her spanking was insufficient punishment for all of her misdeeds,
and came up here for some additional discipline!" He gave her a tongue-in-cheek smile as he spoke.
"So I see!" Elizabeth replied, glancing at Betty's spread-eagled and partly clad body. She tried very hard