Message-ID: <1649eli$9706241828@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom Subject: "Naughty Games" 1 by Hazer Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: The THC Adult Text Archive: NTGAMES1.TXT (407 lines) Please do not allow anyone under 18 to read the contents of this message. BEFORE YOU EMAIL ME, Please see the footer for important information. Visit http://vvv.com/files/Authors/Tom/wwwmy/acd.html ========================================================================== Naughty Games by F. M. Hazer Chapter 1: The Frustrated Teacher It was Friday afternoon and Miss Edwards was packing her things to go home for the weekend. It was nearly 4:00 PM and Miss Edwards was tired after the week's worth of teaching. The 22 year old Miss Edwards was in the second year of her first job, teaching, since graduating with her degree in education and a minor in Math. She was teaching 9th grade Math at a suburban high school of a large mid-western city. It was not too far from where she grew up and went to college. She enjoyed her job. It was fun teaching young minds. She took pride in her ability to make a "dull" subject, like math, fun for her students. She had an ability to motivate her students. She drove back to her small apartment which was on the second floor of the complex over the parking area. There were no other apartments above or next to her's. It was very quiet and private. She fixed herself a simple dinner and ate it while watching the evening news on TV in her living room. After cleaning up the dishes, she went to her bedroom, undressed, and took a warm shower, She washed everything, including her short dark hair. She dried herself with a large bath towel and then admired herself in the mirror. She had a beautiful firm body with full, but not large, breasts. Her full pubic hair was dark and curly. She turned left and right to admire her body. She could easily be the object of any man's lust, if she wanted a man. She combed out her short boyish hair and went into the bedroom. She opened her special drawer and removed her "toys", props for her sex games. She had a pair of handcuffs, an 40 cm. long leather strap, a 60 cm. long muti-thong whip, a cane, a meter long buggy whip, and a two meter long bull whip, her "snake" whip. She laid the items on her bed and laid down, naked. How sad, she thought, that her sex life had been reduced to this, masturbating while dreaming about her fantasies. For, when you're is a high school teacher, you do not disclose the fact that you're gay; you stay quietly in the closet. It was also more complicated for Miss Edwards; she got off on BDSM. She had done the usual sexual experimentation when she reached puberty. It wasn't until after she had four sexual encounters with impetuous young boys that she had her first orgasm with another person. That was with an older girl in her high school. Her first true lover knew how to stimulate her body. It was fantastic. That encounter forever set the course of her sexual orientation. It wasn't until she entered college and met others like herself that she discovered the forbidden pleasures of the BDSM scene. She had been living with a Chinese-American girl, Sally Cheng, while in college. Sally had a very open and out going personality. Sally made a good lover, but she wasn't into Miss Edwards' new perversion. Sally did allow Miss Edwards to spank her a couple of times. Miss Edwards really enjoyed it but it didn't do anything for Sally. They slowly drifted apart after college and Miss Edwards hadn't seen her for nearly two years. The last sexual encounter that Miss Edwards had with anyone was just before she graduated. After that, she entered the current "dry spell." She was a "top" with no bottom. The only sexual lover she had now was her hand. It was a decision that she had made. She valued her career over her sexual freedom. She loved her career and wanted to teach high school. If anyone found out that there was a "sex pervert" teaching high school, she'd be fired immediately. Miss Edwards held open the outer lips of her vagina with her left hand and gently caressed her inner lips and clitoris with her right fingers. She laid back, closed her eyes and enjoyed the voluptuous feeling while leafing through her mental "roll-a-dex" of sexual fantasies. "Let's see" she thought "what will it be tonight?" She picked out her sexual fantasy like a connoisseur selecting a vintage bottle of wine. She's the head mistress of an all girls boarding school. It's Friday afternoon and time to discipline the week's worth of student transgressions. She is in her inner office; in her outer office sit the four wayward girls awaiting their punishment. She opens the door to see who is waiting. She sees the four girls. There is plump Sara, who was tardy to class twice during the week. There are Mary and Joan who were caught fighting in the hall. And, there was Amy, beautiful Amy who was caught masturbating in her bed while reading a dirty book that she had smuggled into the school. These are real people. They are all students that she currently has in her classes. This makes her fantasy all the more realistic and enticingly naughty. She decides to save the best, Amy. for last. She calls Sara into her office. The young girl stands meekly while Miss Edwards reads the offenses. Tardiness is not tolerated and the amount of time that a student is late to class is carefully noted. Miss Edwards reads the total, 52 seconds. Sara know what that means; she's been here before. Miss Edwards removes her 40 cm. leather strap from her desk drawer and says "Over the desk and hold the far side with both hands." The girl does as instructed; her eyes already showing tears. Miss Edwards lifts the girl's short skirt to reveal her shear white panties. Miss Edwards positions herself to the girl's left side and presses the strap against the panty covered bottom cheeks. As Miss Edwards is about to deliver the first swat, Sara pleads "Oh please Miss Edwards, I can't take 52!" Miss Edwards says "Do you wish to cut your sentence in half?" Sara, who knows what the question means, quietly replies "Yes." Miss Edwards hooks the girl's panties with both hands and pulls them down to her ankles. The girl's bare chubby buttocks are now on full display. Miss Edwards says "Very well, we'll make it 26." Miss Edwards then goes to her desk drawer and removes a cane. She places it on the desk so that Sara can see it and asks "Would you rather have 13 with this?" Sara ponders the choice for a few seconds and then declines the generous offer. She's felt that monster pain before and prefers twice the number of swats from the strap. Miss Edwards says "Very well then, 26 with the strap" and repositions herself to Sara's left. She then asks Sara "Do you want to count or shall I?" Counting is required when done on the bare bottom. Unmentioned is the fact that the cost of having Miss Edwards count is two extra swats. Sara says "I'll count." Miss Edwards says "Don't forget to hold onto the desk." The threat is that if she lets go and does something silly like rub her bottom, then the swat doesn't count. Miss Edwards measures her distance, draws back the strap and lets Sara have a full ass biting swat across both cheeks. The leather lands with a load crack which is clearly audible to the three girls waiting in the outer office. Sara draws a quick breath, clenches her teeth and holds the edge of the desk with a death grip. An angry red mark outlines where the strap fell on the white bottom cheeks. Sara utters "one." Miss Edwards readies for swat two and lets Sara have the full force crack on her left cheek. Sara squeals in pain and kicks her feet and sobs "two." Miss Edwards proceeds with the spanking alternating from cheek to cheek and across both cheeks. Sara's sobs become more intense. However, she never looses count nor does she let go of the desk. She's gone through this before and knows that the path of least resistance is to get this punishment over with as soon as possible, even if it is unbearable. By swat 10, Sara has kicked her feet free from her panties. Miss Edwards now aims each swat to land on the whitest part of Sara's bottom. By the time number 26 is reached, Sara's bottom is flaming red with no white left. Wet drops are visible on the desk from where Sara's tears had landed. When the punishment has ended, Miss Edwards says "Well done Sara, you may put your panties back on now but remember, no rubbing." The girl gets up off of the desk, her tear stained face is as red as her bottom. She painfully bends over to retrieve her panties and gingerly pulls them back up her legs and over her sore bottom. Miss Edwards says "You may go now and send in Mary and Joan." Sara walks out of Miss Edwards office into the outer office. Once out of sight of Miss Edwards, she vigorously rubs both bottom cheeks with her hands in front of the three pairs of waiting eyes. She tells Mary and Joan that they are next. Mary and Joan enter Miss Edwards' office. Their fighting is part of a long standing feud that's been going on between them for so long now that they can't even remember what started it. They are bitter enemies who are always arguing and will fight each other at the slightest provocation. Miss Edwards decides to have some voyeuristic fun with them. She makes the usual admonishments about their continual fighting and asks how many times they have been caught fighting. Neither can remember. Miss Edwards stresses that this type of behavior will not be tolerated and that she's going to put an end to it here and now. She orders both girls to remove their skirts and panties. The girls look at each other and balk at the idea of stripping in front of each other. Miss Edwards picks up her strap and slams in onto the top of the desk with a loud crack and says in a loud voice "Do it NOW!" The two girls dejectedly remove their skirts and panties and lay them on the sofa. They try to hide their private parts with their hands. Miss Edwards says "Now, it's going to be 50 swats each for th of you. However, since you two enjoy fighting so much, I'm going to let you spank each other. You'll alternate positions. I'll keep count. If one of you does not complete a round without rubbing her bottom, then the other one will be pardoned the remaining count since she did such a good job with the strap. So, it's in your best interest to spank as hard as you can." "Mary, you lay over the desk first" said Miss Edwards as she handed the strap to Joan and added "Remember, you both must complete the round before any pardon is given." Mary lays across the desk and Joan positions herself to Mary's left. Miss Edwards sits down in a chair directly behind the bare bottom, she has a front row seat, and announces "Round one." Joan looks at the plump totally exposed vulnerable bottom of her sworn enemy and feels the weight of the weapon in her hand. She's going to enjoy this! Joan, no longer caring that she's exposing her pubic mound, measures her distance, pulls all the way back, and lets Mary have a full force swat. The strap lands with such a LOUD crack that Amy, who's waiting in the outer office jumps in her seat; she knows her turn is next. Mary yells, momentarily lets go of the desk but quickly puts her hands back where they belong, kicks back and forth on her feet, wiggles her bottom every which way, and starts crying loudly. Miss Edwards admires the large red mark, which outlines the strap, growing on the white cheeks. "Well done!" she says. Joan watches Mary's wiggles and blooming red mark on her bottom and is filled with a feeling of satisfaction and revenge; she almost made Mary rub. Mary finally stops wiggling, and Joan's feelings change to terror when Miss Edwards says "OK, change positions." Joan is now sorry for hitting Mary so hard; Mary will certainly show no mercy. Mary gets up from the desk and Miss Edwards has to again order Joan to lay over the desk. Mary takes the strap from Joan's hand and Joan lays across the desk. Mary positions herself on Joan's right side; Mary is left handed. The burn in Mary's buttocks encourages her to do her best on Joan's bottom. Mary measures her distance with the strap, quickly pulls back, and whips the strap into Joan's bottom. Again the sound of the crack makes Amy jump in the outer office. Now it's Joan's turn to enjoy the kiss of the strap. Her performance is a little bit better than Mary's as she did not let go of the desk. However, her wiggling lasts nearly twice as long. When Joan stops wiggling, Miss Edwards announces "Well done. OK round two, change positions." Mary is now contrite as she again lays across the desk. Joan is now angry. The burn in her bottom reminds her of the hatred that she has for her enemy. She's also determined not to take anymore swats; she's going to make Mary rub her bottom. Joan again measures her distance and lets Mary have a swat with all her strength. Again, Amy jumps in the outer office from the resounding crack. The poor girl is in extreme distress knowing that her turn is coming. Mary again yells, kicks her feet, and wiggles her bottom. But, she doesn't let go of the desk. She's determined not to give Joan the pardon nor the satisfaction. The two girls keep up their punishment, each one trying to break the other. After the 10th round, their bottoms are beyond red. They are inflamed, swollen, and bruised. It's obvious to Miss Edwards that they cannot possibly take the full 50. But, she's curious as to just how far they are both willing to go. It was on round 14 that Joan's swat finally made Mary let go of the desk. Mary dropped to the floor and rubbed her sore throbbing bottom cheeks, crying with great sobs. "Well done Joan" says Miss Edwards. Now if you can finish the round, then you'll be pardoned the remainder." "Come now Mary, you look disgraceful. Get up. You still have a chance if you can make Joan rub her bottom." says Miss Edwards. Mary painfully gets up as Joan again places herself across the desk. Mary is determined not to give Joan the satisfaction of breaking her. Mary takes the strap in both hands, measures her distance, draws back, and lets Joan have the full force swat across the upper thigh of her right leg just below her buttocks. Joan screams, jumps up off the desk and rubs the burn in her upper leg. Miss Edwards exclaims "Very good Mary. It looks like Joan won't get her pardon after all." Joan complains that the swat wasn't fair as it hit her leg instead of her bottom. Miss Edwards rules that the swat is legal; any part of her exposed anatomy is fair game. "Round 14, over the desk Mary." Both girls yell that it's round 15. Miss Edwards explains that the previous round doesn't count since both girls rubbed their bottoms. The girls reluctantly swap positions. As Joan is measuring her distance, determined to give Mary the swat on her upper leg as Mary had done to her, she thinks about the fact that there are still 37 more to go. She's not sure about Mary, but she know that she can't possible take that many more; She doesn't want even one more. She pulls back the strap and hesitates. Miss Edwards asks "What's wrong." Joan complains that it's not fair to have to take 37 more. Miss Edwards offers to finish giving the swats to Mary if she does not wish to. Of course, Mary will still swat Joan. Joan ponders her predicament and instead decides to extend a gambit to Mary. Instead of striking with full force, she gently taps Mary's bottom with the strap. Mary looks back at Joan with confusion. Miss Edwards is smiling to herself, she finally made Joan see the futility of this punishment, and perhaps of their continuing feud. Will Mary get the message? Miss Edwards says "Change places." Mary gets up still confused thinking that she just got off lightly for this round. As Mary is about to strike Joan, she suddenly realizes what Joan is trying to do. Mary also gently taps Joan's bottom with the strap. Miss Edwards is overjoyed. "Round 15, change places." And so, the punishment charade continues through round 50. After Joan taps Mary for swat 50, they switch places for the last time. As Mary is about to give Joan the final "swat", she realizes that this is the end. Joan will not have another chance to swat her. She pulls back and is about to give Joan a full force swat when she thinks again, sighs and gently taps Joan's bottom. Miss Edwards has succeeded. She tells the two girls to stand up. They stand up. She says "Now, I want you two to put your arms around each other and kiss each other." The two former bitter enemies gently hug each other and tentatively press their lips and pubic mounds together. Miss Edwards says "I suggest that you two go put some lotion on each other's bottoms." They both pick up their panties and skirts and walk out of Miss Edwards' office carrying their clothes; their bottoms are too sore to wear anything. And now, it's Amy's turn. Even though teachers are not supposed to show favoritism, and Miss Edwards does not, Amy is still Miss Edwards favorite student. The 18 year old Amy is beautiful as she nears the end of her metamorphoses from child to woman. Her waist length blond hair and deep blue eyes adorn her angelic face. Miss Edwards always has trouble concentrating during class when Amy is sitting in front of her. Now, she is about to spank the lovely girl, even if it is only in a fantasy. Miss Edwards calls to Amy to come into her office and close the door behind her. Amy enters with her head down and somber look on her face. She heard all of the preceding punishments and saw the two glowing bare bottoms which just left. She knows her offense is the worse. Miss Edwards enjoys herself as she toys with Amy as a cat would play with a mouse. "So, I hear that you have acquired a taste for literature. Is that so?" asks Miss Edwards. "Yes mam." Amy replies meekly. "And just what is this book that you find so fascinating?" Amy mumbles something. "Speak up child, I can't hear you!" says Miss Edwards. "The Pearl" Amy says in a barely audible voice. "Ah, a Victorian Classic! At least you have good taste. However, don't you think you're a little young to be reading such books?" "Yes mam." Amy replies. "And, self abuse is not be tolerated in this school. Do you understand?" "Yes mam" Amy again says keeping her eyes downcast. "Just what was the story that got you so excited that you had to masturbate?" Miss Edwards enjoys the total embarrassment on Amy's face as she shifts her feet and the blush blooms across her cheeks. Amy says nothing, she's too embarrassed. "You know that you're going to be severely punished, don't you?" Miss Edwards says while tapping the palm of her left hand with the cane. Amy's look is now one of terror. "Oh please Miss Edwards, not the cane!" Amy pleads. "Twenty!" is Miss Edwards reply. Amy pleads again but Miss Edwards is firm. Miss Edwards says "Get undressed!" "Oh no, please Miss Edwards, not on the bare!" Amy again pleads. "Stop arguing and get undressed!!!" Miss Edwards shouts. Amy now realizes that her fate is sealed and no further arguments will be tolerated. She slowly reaches up under her skirt and pulls down her panties, steps out of them, and leaves them on the floor. She then stands with her eyes still downcast waiting for the next order. Miss Edwards slams the cane down on the desk and yells "Well??!!" Amy looks up with a look of terror, surprise and bewilderment. Miss Edwards says "I told you to get undressed, everything!" Amy is nearly in tears. Surely Miss Edwards wouldn't make her strip stark naked. The look on Miss Edwards face confirms her worst fear and that Miss Edwards is tired of the procrastination. The tears run down Amy's cheeks as she slowly does as told. She lays each item of clothing on the sofa. She's obviously embarrassed to expose her body to the adult teacher. When Amy finishes, she stands sideways to her teacher with her red face downcast, her right arm trying to cover her breasts and her left hand covering her pubis. Miss Edwards says "Shoes and socks also." Amy turns her back to her teacher, bends down and removes her shoes and socks. She then stands up with her back still to her teacher. Miss Edwards admires the milky white buttocks that she is about to cane. Miss Edwards instructs Amy to kneel on a padded arm chair with her legs on the arms of the chair. She then tells the young girl to lean over that back of the chair. This has the effect of spreading her legs and exposing her vagina to full view from the rear. Miss Edwards stands behind Amy to get the maximum view. She then positions herself to the left of Amy and taps Amy's bottom with the cane. The girl wiggles her hips and moans at the thought of the coming pain. Miss Edwards says "Remember, no rubbing or the stroke doesn't count." Amy is now crying loudly, even before the first stroke. Miss Edwards measures her distance, draws back, and delivers a biting stroke across the plumpest part of Amy's buttocks. As Amy's bottom wiggles and the girl screams, Miss Edwards orgasm explodes. Miss Edwards is again on her bed vigorously rubbing her clitoris as she enjoys the tremendous orgasm. Miss Edwards rolls onto her side and thinks "Damn, I can never get past the first stroke before coming!" As her orgasm subsided, Miss Edwards slowly came back to reality. She was laying on her side on her bed. She felt mild shame for having such fantasies about her students. But, no harm done as it's all in her mind. She got up, went to the bathroom, and washed off her slippery wet fingers. She was now tired and went to bed. She realized how frustrating her sex life was. It was the price she had to pay for her career. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Archivist Notes: (1) Sorry, no requests for reposts, missing parts, GIFs, FTP sites, etc. can be honored. If you find getting stories from this newsgroup inconvenient, the archive is available on CD. Please email adultarc@tommys.spydernet.kom to trigger an autoresponder that will tell you how to get the whole thing on CD-ROM. Change the anti-spam .kom to .com or it will bounce! (2) I didn't write any of the stories in the THC archive. I am not the author of this story. If you are the author and wish it removed from the archive or properly attributed, please email tommy@tommys.spydernet.kom (again, change the spam-resistant .kom to .com) with the particulars and I will take care of it. 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