Disciplinary Action/Disciplinary Office/First Week/Running/Office/All Girls/All
“First of all, all you hop on the table,” you instruct the three girls, even as the images of what’s about to happen form in your mind.
The older redhead complies quickly, followed soon by the brunette, who sits in the middle, letting the blond one take the other side, no longer even sobbing. All three were very careful to keep their skirts down as they climbed, and you smiled thinking that would soon change.
“You two,” you start, addressing the redhead as well as the brunette, Melany and Aliya, if you remember Mrs. Varano’s words correctly, “you were running on the halls, but actually listened when I told you to stop, so I’m gonna give you a lesser punishment.”
The two girls remain silent, but you can see their faces relaxing a bit, and even the beginning of a smile on the redhead. The blond girl, Benevolence, if your memory served you right, looked at you with renewed fear, and it almost appeared she was gonna start crying once more.
“As for you,” you turned to her, “you not only were running on the halls, but were also very disrespectful to me, so we’re gonna have to address that as well,” the bond girl lowered her eyes, but did not reply, “for starters, all of you, lift your skirts and open your legs,” you ordered.
The reactions were mixed, for Benevolence just looked up at you without obeying, while her friend actually comply, taking the rim of her skirt and lifting it, letting you see her naked mons and tiny slit between them. Melany, on the other hand, actually pushed her skirt down between her while she complained, “but we don’t have any panties!”
“That’s right,” you interrupted her, even as Aliya quickly covered herself back up, “do you know why you shouldn’t show your privates?” you asked.
The three just looked at you, and at least Melany’s face reflected that it was a good question she hadn’t asked before, while Aliya just shook her head. Benevolence had not moved, her eyes fixed on you.
“As you know, the most valuable thing any girl has it’s her purity, her virginity,” you started explaining, “that is something you have to protect at all costs, for only your future husband is allowed to claim it,” you proceeded, feeling a bit bad about spewing that crap, “now, whenever someone sees, or worse, touches your privates, you lose part of your purity,” you added, and both Benevolence’s and Aliya’s reaction made you think they weren’t as pure as you first thought, “and that is why as part of your punishment, you’re going to be showing me your privates,” you finished.
“I can’t lose my virginity!” cried out Melany, her hands tightly holding her skirt between her legs, “I was only running because of the others!”
“Showing me your privates won’t make you lose your virginity,” you quickly calmed her down, “I’ll take care of that in another session,” you thought, “it will only slightly tarnish your purity. Still, you must be careful, for if you do that too much, you might end up not wearing white on your weeding.”
The news that they would still be virgins after leaving your office really served to calm them, and while Melany still had doubt in her eyes and her hands between her legs holding the skirt, the other two young girls actually seemed relieved, like you had delivered a great news to them.
“Now, lift your skirts and open your legs, and you better obey this time, otherwise the punishment will only get worse,” you ordered once more.
Once again the first to comply was Aliya, though this time she moved slower, lifting her skirt with more doubts than before. Benevolence followed suit, actually opening her legs like you ordered, giving you a nice view of the pink interior of her undeveloped pussy, as well as the little nub on top that was her clit. Melany turned to look at the other two girl before she swallowed her worries and also lifted her skirt. Even though she was a year older than the other two girls, she was as undeveloped as them, and all you could see was a chaste line beneath her bald mons.
“Open your legs, as far as you can,” you repeated, trying to sound cutting, and not only eager.
Aliya obeyed, and she was between the other girls on the changing table, she actually had to cross her legs with the legs of the other two in order to open them. This in turn allowed Benevolence and Melany to open theirs, and soon you were presented with three virgin flowers opening in front of your eyes, begging you to pluck them and stuff them full of your babies.
Without waiting you unzipped your fly and fished your hard member out. For a while now it had been waiting to act, and already you could feel a drop of precum forming on your tip.
“What is that?” came Benevolence surprised cry as she looked at your hard member.
“Is… is that your pee-pee?” asked Melany, her eyes wide.
“Are you gonna touch our kitties?” Aliya didn’t seem as surprised as the others at your exposure, and judging by the ease with which she displayed her charms earlier, you were quite sure this wasn’t the first penis she’s seen.
You were distracted, though, by Benevolence’s actions, for a moment after she had cried out in surprise, she took her own hand and was suddenly rubbing the little nub of her clit right there in front of everyone.
“Miss Fine, only bad girls touch themselves there,” you admonished her.
“But…” she said as her hand retreated. She appeared to want to say more, but then looked at her friend and just lowered her face. Could a child this young had discovered masturbation already?
“Now, since apparently you can’t control your hands, you will help with the next part of your punishment,” you continued addressing Benevolence, “I’m going to pee on top of you, and you will be forced to go back to class without cleaning yourself—”
“You’re gonna pee on us!?” cried out Melany, closing her legs and looking at you with horror.
“Keep your legs open!” you reminded her in a stern tone that made her jump and forced all of them to regain that lovely pose, “It’s a special pee, much less messy that normal pee, so you should be thankful,” you explained, “and since you can’t get your hand under control, you’re gonna help me,” you said to Benevolence, taking her little hand and without any delay placing it on your shaft, forcing her little finger around your cock and trapping her there with your own hand.
The little girl made a face when her hand touched you, but said nothing, you started to masturbate with her hand, enjoying the soft texture of her fingers as they rubbed your cock. You had to keep yourself from moaning in pleasure as her little fingers brought you closer to orgasm, while the three girls watched in a mixture of confusion and excitement, dutifully displaying their charms to you.
“Squeeze it,” you ordered as you felt your climax approaching. Having three nubile girls displaying their virginities for you had brought you closet to release than you imagined, so Benevolence only had to suffer being your masturbatory aid for a few minutes before you were ready to shoot.
As you felt her little hand tightening her grip over your shaft, your balls pulsed and with a groan of pleasure you started shooting spurt after spurt of sperm-laden semen.
You had come closer to Melany just before your orgasm, and pointed your cock down, so the first heavy spurt landed square ever her pussy, matting her hairless mons and dripping down, where hopefully at least some of your soldiers would be able to swim into her developing fertility.
You quickly moved over to Aliya, the second shot missing her mons and landing where her’s and Melany’s legs where linked; but the third one hit her right above her lovely channel, dripping down just to be covered by a forth, smaller spurt.
“Gross!” cried out Melany when your cum hit her, and you had to hold her legs open with your free hand to prevent her from closing them.
“It’s warm!” said Aliya in a much more relaxed way, and once again you had to stop her hand from moving down and playing with your sperm. As hot as that was, you had other plans for it.
“Don’t move and don’t touch it,” you ordered once the last week spurts left your cock, you had moved back over Melany, trying to really coat her snatch with the last few drops of sperm. In reality Melany’s fault had been lesser than Aliya, so you should have focused on cumming over Aliya’s slit; but since Melany was a year older, there was a greater chance she could already be fertile, and you just couldn’t resist the temptation to give her just a bit more help.
“It’s not fair!” called out Melany while you recovered your breath, “Bevvy was running and crying, and you didn’t pee on her!”
Indeed, other than a few smears of cum on her hand, Benevolence was still as clean as when she entered your office. Still, she apparently had taken your instruction to hearth, as she held her slimy hand out, not daring wiping it.
“Why is your pee all white and slimy?” asked Aliya, bending over herself to see your cum dripping over her pussy.
“Its a special pee,” you told her, really enjoying the sight of their matted mons, “that each time it touched you, it has a chance of ruining your purity,” you said with a smile, “but don’t worry too much,” you quickly added, already anticipating they freaking out over that, “you are so pure it’s unlikely to damage it too much, besides, if it did, the damage is already done.”
You then turned to Benevolence, who was looking at her slimy hand with fear.
“But Miss Loso is right, you did behaved worse than them, and part of their punishment is your fault, so it’s only fair that you help them,” you told Benevolence, while signaling for her to get down from the changing table, “so you are going to help clean them out, and you can’t use your hands, you have to use your mouth,” Benevolence just looks at you, apparently not really understanding, “you have to lick my stuff off their privates,” you summarize.
“What!?” ask Benevolence and Aliya in chorus.
“Don’t close your legs!” you quickly admonished, as it looked like the two girls on the changing table were about to make a mess of their beautifully matted mons.
“I’m not licking your pee,” says Benevolence in a resolute way. You are a bit surprised she’s refusing like that, you actually thought she was gonna cry once more, but apparently that was really just an act.
“If you don’t, then you leave me no choice but to take away your virginity,” your threatened her, and part of you really wanted to do it, “so hop on the table, I’ll write a note to your parents telling them you will need a yellow dress for your wedding.”
“What? No! you can’t do that!” she complained, and you could see real fear in her eyes.
“Sure I can, so either start licking your friend, or get ready to lose your purity.”
“But I don’t wannna eat peeee!” she said, the tears making a comeback even as she kneeled in front of Aliya, “dooon’t make me dooo this!”
Without warning you leaned behind her, grabbed her butt, “Stop pretending to cry and start, I don’t have all day,” and gave her a little push that sent her face first between Aliya’s messy crotch.
“Mmmmm,” she mumbled as her face got smeared, but among her sobs you could see her tongue actually moving.
“That feels weird,” cried out Aliya, squirming in place as her friend started to lick your stuff from her pussy.
“It taste weiiird,” came Benevolence’s voice.
“Keep going, or I’m really gonna lose my patience,” you warned, but by now your cock had began to resurface as you saw the seven year old lick her first pussy.
“I feel weird in my tummy,” continued to squirm Aliya, “it feel like when Durai did it,” she blurted out.
“Your bother does this?” Benevolence had stopped eating her out to ask the question, her fake tears long forgotten as she looked at her friend with curiosity.
“No… well, a few times… with his fingers,” admitted Aliya.
“My sister thought me it feel really good here,” said Benevolence with a smile, apparently happy to find she had something else in common with her friend, as she dive back in, this time licking the second grader right over her clit.
Aliya started moaning as Benevolence kept working on her love button. Melany hadn’t moved since the beginning, but her eyes were jumping from the point where the girl was licking to Aliya’s pleasure face. You were also silent, deciding not to interrupt this even as curiosity about their previous sexual exploits ate at you.
“That’s enough with her,” you decided after a few minutes. As much as you wanted things to continue and maybe see Aliya reach her first orgasm there, if such erotic display continued too long, you would be wasting your second load, “now do the same for Melany,” you ordered the kneeling girl.
“But your stuff tasted weiiiird,” she said, “it was salty, and slimy, and sticky, and nasty.”
“It’s your punishment, so you better do it or I’ll make it worse.”
Frowning at you, Benevolence moved between Melany’s legs and slowly ran her tongue over her inner thigh, where a lot of your sperm had gathered. Melany gasped, looking down to the girl about to eat her out in fear, confusion and not a small amount of curiosity. After both small girls had say it felt good, it was clear she wanted to experience it.
Melany’s expression changed when Benevolence finally moved up her slit, and even as she bucked her hip and looked ready to bolt, she stood there, and soon you could hear muffled moans coming from her tightly closed lips, as the girl fought the new sensations assaulting her body.
It was weird that the older girl was also the most virginal of the three, and as Benevolence focused her licks on her clit she started making lovely cute noises as she closed her eyes and even tried to bite her hand to muffle the sounds. While it was doubtful Aliya would be able to reach an orgasm, it was pretty obvious to you that Melany would soon reach a climax just by the way her body moved.
“Ok, that’s enough,” you said with a smirk, for some reason leaving the girl all hot and bothered but without relief gave you a sense of power, like you could control when this girl would actually had her first climax.
Melany whimpered when Benevolence retreated, and you took a moment to admire the state of her groin. Benevolence hadn’t done the best of jobs at licking your stuff, in fact you could see a big dollop of sperm right there on her mons, just ready to drip over her wet pussy when she stands. She had done a slightly better job on her friend, but still you could see traces of your cum on Aliya’s thighs and legs.
“Now get on the table, time for your last punishment,” you said to Benevolence as you also grabbed her and lifted her on the table. Your cock was once again rock hard, and you weren’t about to wait for her to complain.
“What? But I already—”
“Your classmates had to taint their purity in part for your actions, so it’s only fair you do as well,” you said, opening her legs and pressing your hard member right against her naked slit, “now stay still while I put my pee inside you,” you said, rubbing your glans all over her pussy, from her tiny clit to her ass and back again.
“Inside…?” she asked, still surprised by your actions, “wait, that hurts!” she complained when you aligned your cock to her crack and lightly pushed, feeling the resistance of her hymen against your cock.
You were really tempted to just push forward and claim this small child’s virginity, and if you hadn’t been so close to orgasm you probably would have done so. But even as she cried out you felt your balls tightening. With your hand you grabbed your shaft, letting only the tip outside, and pressed it rightly against her maidenhead, trying to get a close seal as the first spurt of your sperm fired out, entering the second grader and bathing her untouched womb with your virile seed.
“Ouch!” she cried out again, “you’re really peeing inside me?” she added, looking down at where your cum was overflowing around your cock, “it feels weird in my belly.”
You managed to deposit four big spurts into her developing fertility, and though her hymen took a beating, your finger told you you hadn’t completely rupture it just yet. If she behaved from now on, she might even be able to have a virgin birth, if your sperm was lucky enough to catch her first egg.
“You hurted me,” she complained, her fingers covering her abused groin when you finally let go of her, the last few dribbles of your sperm dripping over her hands, “and now I’m all slimy there.”
“That was your punishment for being disrespectful to me,” you managed to tell her as you recovered your breath and put your wilting penis away, “now, I hope you all understand that what you did was wrong, and that braking any more rules will only diminish your purity even more, so I want you to behave from now on, understood?” Melany and Aliya quickly nodded, even as they continued to look at Benevolence’s groin, where a stream of white cum was dripping out of her hole, “Fine, then you are free to go,” you finished.
“Sir…?” called Melany, finally closing her legs and allowing her skirt to cover her slightly slimy slit, “what about out panties, can you give them back?” both Aliya and Benevolence looked at you, nodding their heads. Aliya had already gotten down from the changing table, while Benevolence was busy wiping her hands on her skirt.
“That’s right, I almost forgot,” you said with a smile, “as a reminder of what you did, for the rest of the day you will have to go without panties,” you informed them, “plus none of you is allowed to clean my pee before you get home, and if a classmate asks you, you will have to confess what you did and that you lost part of your purity as punishment, am I clear?”
“But… but I’m dripping your pee,” said Benevolence, and indeed, after standing up, you could see a few lines of white liquid running down her legs.
“That’s your punishment,” you said, showing no compassion for such a hot scene, “perhaps you will drip less if you try to keep my pee inside you,” you suggested to the confused girl, “now go back to class, unless you want me to punish you for skipping class, I’ll sent your note to your teachers, so don’t try to fool anyone,” you added, opening the door for the three girls to go.
Even as they turned the corner, you could hear someone start running. Well, you’d have to plan a more severe punishment for them next time they dropped by.
“Did the boy gave you any trouble?” you asked Mrs. Varano once their steps got lost.
“Ohh… no… not really,” agreed the secretary, her face blushing a bit, “thanks for letting me take care of him, it was an… enlightening experience,” she added, “though I think I should bring some diapers out of your office if I’m to do that more often, the poor boy had to go back to class with wet pants.”
“By all means, feel free to take whatever you need,” you agreed, giving her a conspiratorial smile and walking back to your office.