School leader and wayward teenager. Emily (CD) had just turned 18 and finished up exams.

She had become quite promiscuous in her final year of school. Often she would meet boys down behind the gym and offer them oral sex. She became well-known for it. So well-known that school functions often led to her offering her services to eager participants in the restrooms. She enjoyed the power of it, their moans and had become addicted to the taste of cum.

Now that exams were over, it was left to Mr Rule, the stern senior teacher to address the issue.

Emily knew how sexy the boys found her and loved the attention she received. She had long dark hair that she would wear fastened in a pony tail. Her pert, B-cup titties really stood to attention in the push up bra she liked to wear. Strong hips led to a rounded ass that she loved showing off in short skirts.

Her favourite thing was to wear lacy g-string panties under her skirt and accidentally drop something in front of the boys so they would get a flash of her ass and cunt as she bent over in front of them to pick it up. Sometimes she observed the teachers notice also and this made her wet.

She looked incredibly sexy as she played with her clit and used a double-ended vibrator on her ass.

She was close to cumming when the door bell sounded. Standing there was Mr Rule, with a shinny wooden cane in his hand and a small bag.

“Hello Emily. I’ve come to see your parents.” Mr Rule began.

“Ummmm, they are not home.”

After the glare he gave her, she quickly added’ “Sir.”

“Do you know why I’m here Emily?”

Emily’s eyes were downcast.

Mr Rule, reached his cane out and lifted her head until her eyes met his. As he did, the lube she’d been using on the vibrator in her ass escaped and trickled down her inner thigh.

“Without your parents here, then I guess you and I will need to have a little chat.”

And he walked passed her towards the living room.

Pointing his cane at the couch, he commanded Emily to sit. Emily was worried because he would no doubt be able to see the wet patch that had formed in her panties after her very recent play session.

If he noticed, Mr Rule decided not to say anything, but she could tell that he was staring at her cunt through her lacy red panties.

“Now Emily. It has been reported to me that you have turned into an uncontrollable slut!”

Emily was shocked by his directness.

“Our school prides itself on turning out the best and brightest young women. But you Emily, have proven to be a cock-loving whore and not fit for recognition as our other girls.

“Now I have been charged with redressing this issue, with your parents and discussing how you might better equip yourself in the future.”

As he spoke, the tip of the cane traced up and down Emily’s thighs.

“So, we need to decide what we will tell your parents.”

“Please Mr Rule…don’t tell my parents. I promise I won’t do it again.”

Secretly, Emily knew the taste she had developed for cock and cum would never be curtailed but she figured she was finished with school now, so no one would need to know.

“I wish I could believe that Emily. But, I have known many sluts like you. And once they get a taste for cum and the power that gives them…well, it’s not something that can be easily denied.

“So, we are going to have to explore other methods to change your behaviour.”

With that comment, the cane traced further up her thigh, lifting her skirt until it settled on her right nipple. Mr Rule gave it a little flick, making it instantly hard and stick out even more.

Her arousal prompted her to look at the front of Mr Rule’s pants, clearly showing that she wasn’t the only one of them who was aroused. She could clearly make out the growing bulge in Mr Rule’s pants and he looked to have quite an impressively thick, hard cock.

“Let me tell you Emily, you are not the first slut that I have dealt with. And generally speaking, my methods of restorative training have been very successful.

So, you have two choices, either we can wait for your parents and tell them what you’ve been up to,” he said,

“Or you can agree to undergoing some retraining and punishment to help you control your slutty urges…..Or at least, learn to use them for good!

“What will it be Emily?”

Emily didn’t have the chance to respond…

“Okay, let’s begin,” he said, picking up his cane again. “Please stand up in front of me.”

He circled around Emily, inspecting her up and down. As he crossed behind her, he used the tip of the cane to lift the back of her skirt. Emily’s lacy red g-string was naturally firmly between her ass cheeks, and she thought she heard a small “hmmm” of approval as Mr Rule inspected her taut ass.

He moved in front of her and again flicked her hardened nipple with the cane before tracing down her torso to the front of her skirt.

As he lifted it, the moisture seeping through the front of her panties continued to grow.

“Now, turn and bend over, resting palms down on the coffee table.”

He flicked the back of her skirt up and delivered a single, firm but bearable stroke to each buttock. Emily had never received such treatment before and she gasped a little with each one.

“I expect you will want to thank me for taking your learning into my hands, Emily?”

“Thank you…….Sir.”

“Now Emily, I have a list of names of the boys you have sucked. There will be one stroke for each boy. Do you understand?”

Oh God, thought Emily, there would have to be at least 50 boys she could think of.

“Yes….Sir,” she proffered timidly.

Emily lost count but she thought it had to have been nearing 20 strokes by now. Mr Rule was expert at delivering them though, on alternate sides.

“How are you going Emily?”

“Ahhhh…okay, I guess. I’ve never received the cane before Sir.”

“Let me see how you’re doing…” and without any further comment, he slipped his hand around, up the front of her skirt and inside her panties. He instantly found her engorged clit (cock) and with its moist coating, rubbed his finger around and up and down it a couple of times.

Given she was already worked up before his arrival and the increase in endorphins the caning had produced, having this mature man’s finger touching her, gave her an intense, squirting orgasm within seconds. She cried out as she collapsed across the coffee table.

Mr Rule put his finger to his nose and smelt her scent. Then he proceeded to lick the remanence of her cum off his fingers.

“Just as I suspected Emily. Those 12 strokes was plenty to have you just in the right frame of mind for your training to begin.”

“Only 12 Sir, I’m sure it was more…..” she stopped mid-sentence.

“Wait….what….training to begin? Wasn’t that what you were just doing?”

“Oh, Emily!!!

“Emily, Emily, Emily.

“That wasn’t training. That was preparation. To ensure you were ready for training. But don’t fret, there will be more of the cane, and other implements of impact before we are done! This training will take a full 12 months. At least.”

“Yes, Sir.” Was all she could muster, in a breathless whimper.

“Now Emily…please come and sit on my lap.”

Putting the cane to one side, Mr Rule sat himself down on the couch and patted his knee. Emily could still see that he was rock hard.

“Sir??”

“It’s time for you to explain to me why you like sucking cock, how you like sucking cock, and what other things you’ve done with those boys.”

“Just sucking Sir.”

“On my lap….”

“But, Sir…..”

Before Emily could finish her sentence, he grabbed one of her arms and flung her across his lap. Ass in the air, he lifted her skirt again and roughly pulled her panties down around her ankles. Then he slapped her bare ass, three times on each side.

“Please do as you are told Emily. And if you are not able to explain it to a standard that I find acceptable, you will feel my hand on your arse again and will instead, be expected to show me how you suck cock.”

Emily reached to pull her panties back up, bending over in front of him.

“Leave them off. You have lost the right to wear panties due to your insubordination.”

Emily knew better than to argue and risk being put over his lap again.

Sitting on his lap, without panties and in such a short skirt, he could clearly see her waxed cock/clit. He rested a hand on her thigh, close enough that her clit/cock could sense its presence, but far enough that it evoked an urge from deep inside her to desire him to touch her again.

“Now, Emily….you were about to explain…” and Mr Rule waited.

After stumbling and slurring her way across a jumbled mess of words, Mr Rule tsk-ed and simply said “Kneel down in front of me. You are going to need to show me.”

“But….”

He immediately flung her across his lap again, this time on her back, and slapped her clit and balls three times.

“On your knees….”

Emily complied as Mr Rule stood in front of her.

“Now Emily, imagine I am one of those boys. We are down behind the gym.”

Emily reached up involuntarily and undid Mr Rules pants. She slipped her hand inside and grasped his cock, stroking up and down the shaft.

“Sir….I can’t!”

He reached over to his bag, producing a black leather blindfold. Slipping it over Emily’s eyes, he commanded her to start again.

Reaching up, she slid down his pants and the cock in front of her, bounced up, slapping her in the face. Mr Rule swayed from side to side, slapping her face with his cock a couple more times for good measure. He was indeed aroused and his pre-cum coated either side of her face until he allowed it to trace across her lips.

Feeling the engorged cock there, Emily immediately sucked it between her lips and to the back of her throat, feeling his heavy balls hitting her on the chin.

“No, no, no, Emily. That is not how you suck cock!” Mr Rule withdrew his cock.

“Isn’t it Sir.”

“Stick out your tongue. Now gently lick the pisshole of my cock. Do not take it into your mouth yet. Savour my pre-cum.

“Taste it.

“Tell me how it tastes?”

“Ummmm…a little salty, but also a little sweet. It taste very thick.”

“That’s the way. Now keep doing that until you hear me start to moan.”

Emily did as instructed. She swirled her tongue around the head of his cock. Licking up and down. Round and round, being careful not to take it into her mouth.

“Mmmmm. See how enjoyable all that pre-cum is! You’ve cleaned all my pre-cum from my cock. Put your tongue back and allow it to touch different taste buds inside your mouth. Let me hear your moans as you enjoy it. Boys get very turned on when they hear a slut enjoying giving a blow job.”

Emily did as she was told. She didn’t have to fake her moans though as tasting his pre-cum in different parts of her mouth was indeed enjoyable. Emily couldn’t believe how good it was and that she had been missing out on this sensation by rushing to suck.

“Good girl Emily. You are learning the finest of arts- fellatio.”

To be continued….