“Good girl. Now, before we get to your punishment, let’s take a nice, clear look at what you have to offer. Lay on my desk, face up, hook your knees with your elbows, and pull them as far back and apart as you can.” Nicole looked at him with big, scared eyes. “It’s time for your inspection, Nicole.”
He turned on two large desk lamps, and the dark wood was bathed in bright white light. And she was to spread herself… present her vagina… for inspection…
Behind her, Ashley giggled.
Nicole slowly walked to the large oak desk, feeling the Headmaster’s eyes on her nude teenage body as she approached her inspection table.
Nicole was a bit of a bookworm, and her sexual experiences so far had been limited. She’s not a virgin, but she’s only had sex with one boy, and even then, it was always in the dark, under the covers. She’s never really been seen naked by anyone. So to stand naked in front of her Headmaster and Ashley the cheerleader, and to be told to get up on his desk and spread herself for a vagina inspection under the bright lights… Nicole wanted to run away. But she couldn’t.
She heard Ashley giggling as she crawled her naked teenage body up onto the desk, flipped onto her back, and slowly laid her body back on the hard wood. She took a deep, slow breath… swallowed hard… and hooked her knees with her elbows.
The exposure was even more extreme than Nicole had thought it would be. She laid back with her knees hooked, and felt the heat of the bright white lights on her completely-exposed vulva. Tears filled her eyes, and she turned her head away with shame.
“Nicole, I thought I said back and wide apart.”
She cried a little harder as she pulled her knees far, far apart… and felt her delicate flower gently part wider and wider. “Very good, Nicole. Stay.”
She looked away with tears in her eyes as he stood before her, his face closer to her pussy than any boy had ever been before.
“Nicole, look at me and smile while I inspect your vagina.”
She sobbed, then swallowed hard, forced herself to look at him… and grinned a big, fake smile through her tears.
“That’s right. Now, Ashley, come here and help me, would you?”
Nicole whimpered through her smile as the beautiful perky blonde cheerleader bounced into view between her dangling feet.
“I’d like your opinion on Nicole’s vagina, Ashley.”
Ashley did not look at Nicole’s grinning, crying face, just staring at her proferred pussy and back up at the Headmaster. “Well, Sir, obviously she needs to be shaved. I think that might help with that smell.” They both chuckled. Nicole wanted to die.
Ashley continued, “Overall her pussy’s not as ugly as I thought it would be. I mean, I’m glad it’s not my pussy, but it could be worse.”
“I agree,” said the Headmaster, also not looking at Nicole’s big fake crying smile as he commented on her pussy as if she wasn’t naked and spread open on the table in front of him, “I think once she’s shaved bald she’ll be almost presentable. Now, let’s give her the other tests, shall we?”
Nicole smiled huge as he quickly grabbed her soft outer lips, and then yanked them obnoxiously wide open, exposing Nicole even more completely as she grinned with shame. He leaned down, with his face right in her crotch, and he took a long, deep sniff of Nicole’s gaping vulva. And then he pulled his head away, and gasped for breath. Nicole was sobbing now with the smile on her face, too embarrassed for words.
But his fingers kept a tight hold of her labia, kept her spread wide open. He took another deep breath, leaned back down over her spread twat… and took a long, slow lick, slurping Nicole from her cunt hole to her clit. The blonde class president shuddered with unwanted pleasure as his tongue gently teased her clit. It was the first tongue to ever touch her cunny.
He stood up and made a face. “That bad?” asked Ashley the perky cheerleader.
“Not nearly as sweet as yours, my dear. I feel bad for Nicole’s future boyfriends, I can tell you that!” They both laughed at her, at the way her vagina smells and tastes. She’s shaking with humiliation now, spread wide open under the lights.
Her Headmaster released her lips, and Nicole grinned up at him with shame in her eyes. “Get your ass off of my desk, Nicole.” The pretty eighteen year old slowly stood up, incredibly relieved to have her legs closed, her whole body trembling with the humiliation of being judged, and judged to be stinky and taste disgusting.
Her Headmaster sat down in a wood chair with no arms.
“Nicole,” he said to the gently crying class president, “it’s time for your punishment. Have you ever been spanked before, Miss Stockton?”
Nicole’s eyes filled with tears. A spanking? She was eighteen for god’s sake… “No… no, Sir, I’ve never been spanked.”
“Well then this is going to particularly enjoyable. Come here, and lay your naked body over my lap.”
Nicole approached him, looked down at his itchy looking grey wool pants, looked away, looked at Ashley… and found no mercy. She slowly, meekly laid her naked teenage body over her Headmaster’s lap, wedging her pretty hips against his back leg, feeling her perky, sweet white bottom poking up into the air behind her.
“Grab the feet of the chair, Nicole. Release them and we start over. Remember, you’re getting spanked because you didn’t strip naked as quickly as I asked. Hopefully this teaches you a little obedience. Maybe then you won’t destroy any more school property.”
Nicole grabbed the chair, her fat little C cups squashed to his other leg, her head hanging, clenching her teeth with fear. She did not want to be spanked.
His palm began to gently stroke in circles around the class president’s tender, jiggling white bottom. Her ass was perfect, just fucking beautiful, soft with baby fat but toned underneath. That plus her spoiled, never-before-spanked personality made her the perfect girl for this particular punishment.
Nicole was crying lightly with anticipation now, head hanging over the side of the chair. But then her Headmaster grabbed her hair, and yanked her head back viciously, making her look straight ahead. She winced from the hair pulling, and then there was a flash, and Nicole’s eyes shot wide open to find Ashley kneeling in front of her with a camera, and she burst into tears. She knew her face was streaked with tears, knew her boobies were squashed weirdly to his lap. It was a picture of Nicole being spanked.
“I want to see that smile on your face, Nicole!” giggled Ashley. Nicole put on her big, fake grin with tears in her eyes, and Ashley took another photo even as her hand slipped under her cheerleading skirt, and began to knead her own clenching teenage pussy.
And then, with Ashley masturbating and taking her picture… Nicole got her very first spanking.
To be continued…