A Different School

Chapter 1


I go to a special school for problem students. None of us really could make it in normal public schools. Instead, we got sent to Norville High, a boarding school dedicated to proper discipline. Parents never went to the school. We came here in the fall, and left in the spring.

It was my first day at this school, and right away I felt that there was something very different about it. The boys were arrogant, but very good looking. And the girls…

Our girls uniform was nothing like I would have imagined having to wear. They looked like a regular uniform, with a plaid skirt and white blouse, but the skirt was extremely short. And the blouse was low-cut. We had a very strict dress code. No
underwear allowed.

The blouse was so low that I blushed at the sight of my cleavage. I did not have a bra, and I saw my nipples protruding the thin fabric in the bathroom mirror. Every other girl had the same effect, I noticed. Some girls had extremely large breasts, and when they bent over, their breasts nearly risked falling out.

I came to my new school right before lunch time. There were very few female teachers, but one showed me my new room and the direction to the cafeteria. Then she left me alone.

I entered the cafeteria. The room was noisy. About 200 other students filled the tables, eating and chatting to each other. I got in line for food, and sat down at the end of a long table where I could observe my surroundings.

One girl stood out from all the rest. She was beautiful, with long, wavy blonde hair. Her breasts were large. They had to be fake, because the rest of her was very small. She was leaning over the edge of a table, talking to a guy, and I knew that he and the rest of the table was staring at her cleavage. Her skirt was so short, that her cleanly shaved snatch was clearly viewable. The table behind her was staring, and she knew it. She leaned over even more. Her blouse crept up, showing a toned midriff and back.

I was startled suddenly when the door leading into the lunchroom slammed shut. The room almost went completely silent in that split second, and we all looked up to see a man walk through to the center of the room.

I didn’t know who he was, but he immediately gave off the appearance of someone very important. He looked to be in his mid-thirties, and he was tall and well-built. He wore black slacks and a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled casually up to his elbows. He turned to look around the room, and no one said a word. I stared in curiosity, but I felt fear from those around me.

“Stacey Callowel,” the man boomed loudly, his voice echoing off the walls. His voice was deep.

Murmuring rippled through the room, and the blonde girl I had been staring at earlier straightened up. Her face was red, but she came walking to the center of the room. I watched her move. Her body was beyond beautiful, and every pair of eyes in the room followed her just as mine did. She stood next to the man.

“Yes Principal Hammond,” she said softly, eyes down.

Principal Hammond turned to speak to the room. “Miss. Stacey here has been found guilty of breaking one of our most important rules. Isn’t that right, Miss. Stacey?”

We all strained our ears to hear her answer.

“Yes, Principal Hammond,” she answered, after a long pause. I wondered what she could have possibly done to deserve public punishment.

“And what was your crime, Miss. Hammond?”

Stacey looked like she wanted to run away, but she held her ground firmly, her hands behind her back. Her nipples protruded almost painfully through her sheer shirt.

“I was caught fucking a boy in the boy’s bathroom, Principal Hammond.”

I blinked in surprise, shocked to hear her make such a profession, but no one else seemed to feel the same way I did. Looking across the room, I noticed that the group of boys she had been talking too looking positively delighted. They leaned forward in their seats, excitedly.

“And what is the punishment for being caught for that?” the principal asked loudly.

Stacey swallowed hard. “Public punishment, Principal Hammond.”

“That’s right. Take off your clothes, Miss. Stacey. And you students, clear that table.”

The students sitting at the table nearest to them scrambled to vacate it. The rest of us watched as Stacey reached up to unbutton her blouse, her face red with embarrassment. I didn’t know why she didn’t protest, why she didn’t run away. She opened her blouse, revealing two round, perfectly shaped breasts, and dropped the blouse to the floor. Boys started whistling around the room, and she bent down and dropped her skirt.

That was all there was to remove. She was completely naked now except for her high-heeled shoes, but the principal did not ask her to remove them. He looked her up and down, a smile tugging at his lips.

“Lie down on the table, please, face up. Hang your head over the side.”

She walked over to the vacated table and climbed up carefully, stepping onto the bench and then sitting down on the table top. Her breasts swayed as she moved, and she laid down on her back, her head leaning over the end of the table. We all watched in fascination, and I felt a heat build between my legs as I stared at her naked body and looked at the principle. He was unbuttoning his pants.

“Open your legs,” he ordered.

She did. She opened them as wide as she could, giving half the room a very good view of her pussy. I thought the principal would move around, but he stayed over where her head dangled.

“I want you to give the room a good show of what you have,” he told her, “while I face fuck the shit out of you. Perhaps next time, you’ll think twice about having sex without permission in the bathroom.”

Stacy didn’t say anything, but everyone else in the room watched intently as the principal took out his dick. I stared in amazement. It was long and already hard. He had been turned on even before she had taken off her clothes.

“Open your mouth,” he told her, and she did.

He stepped forward, positioning himself in front of her. Then he thrust forward and his dick entered her mouth.

We heard him let out a soft groan, and he pulled out before thrusting back in. This time, he thrust in slowly and all the way. We heard her gag.

“Take it, bitch,” Principal Hammond snarled. The muscles in his buttocks flexed, and he shoved forward even more until his entire shaft was in her mouth and down her throat. She gagged again, adjusting her head to make it easier, and I saw her throat bulge.

“That’s right,” he said. Then he slowly pulled out. She gasped for air, but he barely gave her time when he thrust back in again.

It was painful to watch, but I had never been more turned on that I was now, watching him slowly throat fuck her in front of everyone. Stacey arched her back as he moved in and out of her.

He thrust in again, and this time he held it in place, his balls pressed against her nose. She gagged again, but he didn’t relieve her.

“Swallow it,” he said, “I want you to swallow my dick whole.”

He held it there in place, ignoring her gags. Right when I thought she would lose it right there, he pulled out. She coughed, but she didn’t throw up.

“She’s wet,” a male voice called out from a nearby table. The boy had been staring at her pussy, and was clearly excited to see juices leaking out and dripping down her snatch.

“So,” Principal Hammond said to Stacey, “you like this, do you?”

He thrust in again, this time harder. Her throat strained, but this time she did not gag as bad. “You like my cock, do you? It turns you on when I force it down your throat, do you?”

He thrust again, and held it in place, pressed up against her face. Her throat
bulged and she arched her back again.

“Can you breathe?” he asked. He reached down, and held her nose closed with one hand. Then he started fucking her throat in a set rhythm.

My clit was burning and pulsing in desire as I watched. I was turned on, watching this beautiful girl getting face-fucked.

A moan suddenly escaped her, and the whole room reacted to it. Murmurs filled the air, as people began to realize she was liking it. What a dirty slut, they said. The liked it.

The Principal liked it to. “Oh, you like that,” he said, “you whore, you dirty bitch, eat my cock.”

He released her nose and, with both hands, pinched her nipples. As he thrust
forward, he pulled on her nipples. Her breasts swelled and stretched with each pull, and she moaned even louder. He thrust harder, and she started gagging again, but he ignored her. He was fucking her hard now, and we could hear the sound of his balls slapping against her face.

He was getting close. We knew that. Which each thrust, we could hear his dick squelching in his throat.

He came them, but when he did he shoved his dick as hard as he could down her throat and held it there. Stacey was surprised, and I realized he was forcing every drop of his cum down her throat. She couldn’t pull back, and she gagged as she tried to swallow it and keep it from coming up and out of her mouth.

He kept his dick there for a long time, and when he finally pulled out, he was done. He hunched over, his hands still on her breasts.

The room was silent. We all stared. Minutes ticked by. Finally Principal Hammond straightened up, and zipped up his pants. Stacey continued to lie on the table.

He turned to look at the room. “To finish her punishment,” he said, “I as many guys in this room as possible to spend the rest of the lunch period cumming on her face. You cannot touch her. Just make sure every drop is either in her mouth, or on her face.”

With that, he walked from the room.

All eyes were on Stacy now. She laid motionless, with her legs still splayed. Her eyes opened, but then there was a flurry of movement.

All the boys in the cafeteria were walking over to her, eagerly unzipping their pants and stroking their shafts. I watched in eager anticipation as the ones that got to her first stood over her.

It didn’t take long. Almost all the guys had been jacking off while watching their principal face-fuck Stacey, and soon cum was flying on her face. She didn’t protest. She lay there with her mouth open, taking her punishment as she deserved.

The boys liked cumming in her mouth more than her face, and soon her mouth was full of sticky white cum. She swallowed it down as best she could, then opened her mouth again for more.

By the time lunch period was over, she lay there on the table with her face covered in white. Cum dripped down into her hair, and spilled onto her chest. A few boys had even jizzed on her breasts, covering her nipples.

The bell rang, and the room began to empty. I stared at Stacey in fascination, lying there on the table, before I left with them.

This was going to be a very interesting semester.


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