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2008-11-15
Topic: HAVING THE HEAD MISTRESSThe story i'm about to tell, be it good or bad, is the story of my life over the last two years. I would tell you that it's true in every aspect, but i feel certain that no-one would believe me so i shall save myself ridicule and say no such thing. It's the story of my ability. . . my ability to control people to do whatever i want, whatever i desire.
I discovered this talent by accident a couple of years ago, and to this day i don't know how it works and i don't know why it works, but work it does, and with an effectiveness that means that with a simple gesture and the power of thought i can get anyone to do my bidding, no matter how disturbing my wish may be. They are simply powerless to refuse.
It all started on a crisp spring morning in 2006. I was pouring myself a second cup of coffee in the staff room of the secondary school where i work as a music teacher in the suburbs of london. It was five minutes until lessons started when in walked Sylvia Denby the Head Mistress and, therefore, my boss. At the ripe old age of forty nine she was eleven years my senior and though i doubt she had ever been classically pretty she was certainly attractive in that strong, Queen Boadicea kind of way that just makes you wish she was breast feeding you. . . ehem. .
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. or is that just me. Those breasts, those huge round jugs, the times i'd fantasized what they must look like in the flesh. But those fantasies were nothing compared to what i'd dreamt of doing to that beautiful, round, mature backside of hers that fanned out wide and deliciously from her still relatively slim waist. Unfortunately, this sexy older woman was also a first class tyrant who took great pleasure in making mine, and everyone elses, working lives as miserable as possible, and in doing so causing my fantasies of her to lean more towards torture than tendernous.
But, getting back to the morning in question, she had just walked past me, wearing a tight knee length skirt, figure hugging sweater and suit jacket, her hair tide tightly in a bun at the back, and yet again not saying a word of greeting to me when i noticed a small, white feather caught in the hair at the back of her head. Without thinking about what i was doing i reached out to pluck it off and, in doing so, managed to accidentally brush the back of her head with my hand. The moment contact was made i felt a curious tingling sensation run through my fingers but, before i had time to wonder what this feeling could be, she turned round in a flash and snapped 'What the hell do you think you're doing Robert?!!'
'S. . S. . Sorry Sylvia' i stammered back, god she made me nervous, 'I was just getting this feather, it was caught in your hair'
Calming down slightly she said 'Well, in future i'd appreciate it if you kept your hands to yourself, unless you'd like a sexual harrassment case on your hands'.
And with that she stormed from the room, leaving me wondering what the hell had just happened and desperately wishing that someone would catch her giving a student a blowjob. Divorced, sacked and imprisoned, that should sort the bitch out. But all this was just wishful thinking and, as the bell rang for lessons, i had to put it out of my mind and get to class.
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A few hours later as the bell rang for lunch and the corridors filled with children desperate to get outside, i headed down to the technical department with my digital camera in hand to get some photos processed for the music department walls. In a world of my own i strolled into the tech room and was stopped dead in my tracks by the sight that met me.
Right there in front of me was Sylvia Denby, snooty head mistress, on her knees, blouse open, huge tits on show and hungrily sucking the cock of Jamie Roper, a thirteen year old student from her study group.
So engrossed were they in what they were doing that i managed to step sideways into the open door of a supply cupboard without either of them noticing me. Heart pounding in my chest i glanced carefully around the door and just stared, unable to take my eyes off the rapidly bobbing head of my boss as she gave 'head' to this child right there in front of me. Hypnotized by the rythmic movement of her jiggling jugs and wonderfully disgusting slurping sounds as she lapped at his underage penis. By this time my own cock was already raging and i took the oportunity to free it from it's prison and stroke it while i watched.
Without thinking, i raised my camera in my other hand and quickly and quietly started taking pictures of the scene before me.
Before long Jamie tensed, his legs locking straight as he gripped the back of his teacher's head and thrust hard into the back of her throat, letting out a long, low groan. After he had finished Mrs Denby raised her head and swallowed everything the boy had given her, licking her teeth and lips clean.
Quickly returning to my hiding place in the cupboard, i waited until i heard the classroom door open and close again before i emerged, certain that the coast was clear, and slumped down into a nearby chair to sit and ponder what the implications were of what i'd just witnessed. It was then that the thing that had been niggling at the back of my mind became clear. I had wished this, willed it to happen. Surely not, nobody has that kind of influence over people do they? Nobody can control another human being by simply wanting something to happen. .
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. can they? Well, there was a pretty simple experiment i could do to test my theory but that would have to wait until tonight, for now i had some bussiness with our head mistress to attend to.
An hour later and i was stood outside her office door. It had to be now, if i left it any longer i'd lose my nerve so, taking a deep breath, i knocked.
'Yes?' came the answer through the door and when she saw me enter the room her face developed that sour, lemon sucking expression she reserved for all her most distasteful minions.
Walking up to her i had to surpress the urge to run away and, gritting my teeth, slapped the large envelope i had been carrying onto her desk.
'What's this?' she asked.
'Open it' my heart was pounding hard again.
With a frown she slit the envelope and withdrew it's contents and, with a squeal, dropped it, sending half a dozen large pictires sliding accross the desk top, all portraying herself sucking a young boy's penis.
With tears in her eyes and her hands over her face she started to splutter and sob. . . 'I didn't. . .
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I wouldn't. . . I've never. . . I don't know why it happened'.
'Save it' i snapped, 'i don't care what you do or who you do it to but the fact is, Sylvia, i'm sick of you, sick of the way you talk to me, sick of the way you treat me, and it's going to change'.
What are you going to do', she stammered.
'Nothing', i said.
'Nothing?', she looked confused.
'Just so long as you're a good girl from now on' i said, walking around her desk to stand next to her, 'From now on you're going to be nice to me, you're going to say hello to me, all of my appraisals will be good ones, and if the mood takes me you're going to give me some of what little Jamie Roper just had. . . whenever the mood takes me'.
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And with that i reached down and squeezed one of her large round breasts, 'Understood?'
Tears ran down he cheeks as she nodded in submission.
'Good' i said, 'Now stand up and face your desk'
After a moments pause she did as she was told and i took her place in the chair behind her.
'Slowly pull your skirt up over your waist', i ordered.
Reluctantly, she did as she was told. Pulling it up over her shapely thighs and, with an effort, squeezing it over her wide hips so that, barely inches in front of my face, was the almost naked butt of my boss, clad only in a tiny black g-string.
Breathing heavily i whispered, 'Bend over the desk'.
Obediently she did as she was told and, bending over so that her pelvis was against the desk, she pushed her deliciously mature arse into the air, causing her cheeks to spread slightly.
Being an ass man, this was heaven. I've loved the female butt since before i can remember and the more my wife denies me it, the more i want it, so this vision before me was like something out of a dream.
Reaching out my hand i tentatively touched the soft pale skin of her buttock, causing by cock to stand harder than i though it possible. Then, reaching out with both hands, i started to knead her arse like there was no tomorrow, squeezing it so hard that her husband would surely see the bruises. Hooking my fingers around her g-string i tore them down and, leaning forward, buried my face between her cheeks, my tongue finding her pussy lips and slipping between them, working it's way as deep into her as possible.
Imagine my surprise when she started to push against me, grinding herself against my face. Here i was, to all intents and purposes raping the woman, and she was getting off on it.
Well, we couldn't have that so, standing up, i raised my hand and brought it down as hard as i could on her buttocks, causing them to ripple irrisistably and making her scream so loud that the whole school must have heard.
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Again i raised my hand and brought it down hard, watching her writhe in pain.
I repeated this half a dozen times before i could take no more and, unzipping my trousers and freeing my iron hard cock, i positioned myself behind the head mistress. Gripping one hand tightly on either side of her plump, juicy pussy i pulled her flaps apart and, without a thought for the woman bent over before me, forced my dick into her waiting cunt.
The feeling was just out of this world as i started to pump in and out of my boss, knowing that i had blackmailed her, given her no choice, made her my slave.
As my excitement grew and i felt the end getting close i grabbed the back of her head and viciously forced her face into the table top, pushing harder and harder with every thrust until, after barely a minute, i emptied wave after wave of my sticky seed into her now gaping pussy. With my last stroke i collapsed over her back, pinning her to the desk and sinking my teeth deep into the back of her neck and causing a small bead of blood to form there.
After what could have been seconds or could have been hours i managed to gather myself together a little. Reluctantly i pulled my now deflating cock out of her and, wiping it with a tissue from the box on the desk just beside her head, tucked it away and zipped my self up.
'You'd better get yourself sorted out', i said, 'Haven't you got a lesson to teach in twenty minutes?'
Sniffling quietly, she stood up and, in a daze, pulled up her panties and straightened her skirt.
As i walked to the door i turned to her and stated 'Same time tomorrow, there's a good girl', then simply turned and walked out of the office, leaving her wondering what had just happened and how, all of a sudden, i was in charge.
Following a similar line of thought it wasn't long before my mind returned to the idea that i had somehow controlled her. Not in the blackmail sense that i was now controlling her but by the touch to the back of her head and the simple wishful thinking that had seemingly caused her to interfear with a minor earier that day.
And so, on the drive home that evening, i started to think about my little family. . .
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My wife, Dawn, five foot five inches tall, short blond hair, her thirty seven year old body at that fantastic point of maturity where she still retains her wonderfully full and firm c-cup tits, slender waist and firm arse, but the spread of age is just starting, causing her hips to widen and her once tiny figure to gain the type of curves that send men, and boys, wild.
Then there's my daughter, Annie, thirteen years old and the absolute image of her nother at the same age. Long blond hair, full pouting lips, small breast buds just developing, tiny waist widening slightely at the hips and lovely slender legs ending in perfectly suckable little feet and toes. I'm not proud to say that i've been entertaining inapropriate thought about Annie for some time now but i will say that i would never have considered acting upon them. . . intil now.
So, with my mind swirling with thoughts of my beautiful young daughter i couldn't help desiring and a sexy wife that had always denied me the one sexual act i had ever truly wanted from her, i headed home to start my experiments, my experiments to find out if i really could control someone to do as i wish. . . to perform my every desire. . .
But that my friends, is another story. .
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TO BE CONTINUED. . . . . . . . . . . . .
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