Erika had been a wild child, always getting into trouble. Her parents tried everything, grounding her, taking away her cell phone, cutting her allowance to a bare minimum, but nothing worked. In desperation, they turned to a boarding school that had become well known for taming wild teens. The school was happy to take her on, and before her first class, she met the headmaster, Mr. Smith. Her insolent gaze earned a steady, steely glare of hardness from his eyes, and her insolent attitude slipped a bit.
"Miss Taylor, I hope you know that your insolence will not be tolerated," he told her in his clipped British accent, "I would advise you to straighten up, and obey the rules we have set down. If so, you will find our school and your stay here, quite pleasant. If not, I will deal with you personally!"
She hated having to wear the school girl uniform of white blouse and plaid pleated skirt, and it was all too easy for her to slip back into her old habits, she had perfected her trouble making ways over her 16 years, and the time came when the headmaster ordered her to his office, just after classes had ended for the day. When she entered his office, he locked the door.
"Miss Taylor, I thought the day would come when I had to deal with your attitude. Now, we do not beat around the bush, we are going to punish you. Drop your panties Miss Taylor, you are going to get caned!"
Erika gaped at him, he gazed back at her with that same steely eyed glare, and she came to the realization that she had no choice, she was locked in, the headmaster would handle no defiance, in this setting he ruled, and the school administration, with the glowing recommendations the school earned for being able to handle the trouble makers, gave him full latitude to enforce discipline as he saw fit.
She reached up under her skirt, and with a tug, her panties were on the floor.
"Bend over and grab your ankles, Miss Taylor."
Trembling, she did so, Mr. Smith took his cane, and walked over. Flipping up her skirt, the glory of her naked ass was revealed, smooth, soft, white cheeks, so perfectly formed. Erika's face was flaming red with the shame, she felt totally humiliated.
He could feel his cock grow quickly, and he opened his pants to let his eager cock grow unrestricted.
"Brace yourself, Miss Taylor."
He drew back his arm, and landed a blow on her ass. Erika howled out in pain, as her ass lit up with the sting from the cane. She barely had time to even attempt to adjust to the hurt, as another stroke of the cane was delivered. That drew a full throated howl of pain from her, and Mr. Smith caned her ass over and over, his cock throbbing eagerly as he watched the white cheeks take on a dark crimson glow, the red marks of the cane strokes crisscrossing her ass. Mr. Smith delivered six strokes of the cane, where he was from in England, it was known as "six of the best". After the 6th stoke, and the 6th howl of pain from Erika, he dropped his trousers completely, his cock was rock hard and ready. Erika was about to find out how much latitude Mr. Smith would take!
"Stay right where you are Miss Taylor, keep your hands around your ankles."
With the burning fire of her well whipped ass cheeks, she did exactly as she was told. He put down the cane, stepped up behind her. Slipping his hardness against her, he gripped her hips tightly and shoved it in, in one huge thrust. Erika had been so stunned by the caning, she didn't know what was happening until Mr. Smith's cock was halfway up her. He drove his hard, eager 9 inches in, his hips smacked against her freshly beaten cheeks, Erika howled loud from the double barreled blow of her throbbing ass getting slammed, and her dry cunt getting fucked. She grunted as his cock slammed in, stretching her out, she was no virgin, but she wasn't some whore either, and Mr. Smith grunted with pleasure as he felt his cock stretching open the walls of her tight teen cunt. He drew back and rammed it home again, earning another grunt from Erika as she endured his thrusts. He could feel her tight cunt stretched wide around his cock, the tightness was making his balls sizzle, and he felt his cock swell up even harder and longer, bringing another grunt of pain from Erika. He slammed it in, one last time, and let the tightness take him over the edge. He grunted out as his throbbing cock exploded, he unloaded a gusher, his cock geysering wildly deep inside Erika's cunt. He moved back and forth slowly now, letting the tight cling milk every drop from his swollen cock before pulling his prick out.
Erika was delirious, she'd never had a hand laid on her before, and she had just been paddled and fucked.
When she had some of her wits back, she yelled, "You bastard! What gives you the right to beat my ass and then fuck me?"
"Why Miss Taylor", he replied mildly, "Your parents signed an agreement that I would apply the techniques to you, that I have applied to other students who needed discipline. They are alternative behavior modifications. Too much freedom, and parents too scared to apply real discipline, leads to what you are. We are here to correct that."
"You mean they signed off on beating and rape? The police are gonna hear about this, I'll see your ass in jail!"
"Miss Taylor" he sighed, "let me explain how it works. First off, your parents signed off on my applying discipline, we do not discuss the specifics of discipline, I merely apply what I feel is necessary to achieve the desired result. Second, you were not beaten and raped, you were subjected to alternative behavior modification. Thirdly, do you really think that a known trouble-maker like yourself, would be believed? My word against yours, and the administration will back me up 100 percent."
He saw her expression change, and knew that she would cause no trouble. If she pressed it, she just might, but when he discussed it calmly like that, unsophisticated teens really thought that they would not be able to make any waves.
He took her hand, and led her just across the hall to the nurse's office. It was empty, as was the rest of the school, and he told her to lie down on her tummy, he placed a pillow under her hips, to elevate her ass. He reached into a small freezer, and withdrew two ice packs. Draping a towel gently over her cheeks, he carefully laid the ice packs down, Erika hissed a bit at the initial weight, but the ice started to provide relief to the burning fire, and she sighed as her cheeks started to lose some of the painful sting. After a while, he removed the ice packs and the towel, and applied some ointment that helped to reduce the pain and inflammation more, and she was dismissed.
Late that night, Erika ran it over and over in her mind. She felt ashamed, and humiliated, and perversely, that was part of the nasty thrill that she was starting to feel. Her cunt started to throb, and soon she was in bed naked, she lay on her belly, a large pillow stuffed between her thighs. She reached back, ran her hands over her caned ass, feeling the sting, and her cunt started to juice up. The idea that Mr. Smith was there, looking at her naked ass, applying firm strokes of the cane, fucking her hard right after the caning, the pain and humiliation she had felt, started her cunt simmering hotly. She humped her pillow, stroking her ass, feeling the sting, replaying in her mind the six firm strokes of the cane beating her ass. Her cunt was ready to explode, all it took was remembering the feel of her tight cunt stretched wide around Mr. Smith's cock, as he fucked her. As she remembered the feel of his cum pouring hotly into her, she shook and shuddered wildly, humping the pillow madly as her cunt exploded, she howled out, this time in pleasure, as her pussy got the release of orgasm that she was craving. She drifted off to sleep with a smile, the lesson had been well learned.