Morgana's Painful Lesson Ch. 2

It was Friday afternoon and the last day of the school year. There was an expectant buzz in the air, as everyone's thoughts were concentrated on tonight's leaving party. Morgana was as excited as everyone else – she had big plans for tonight.

Headmaster Dave had kindly agreed to hold the yearly event in his large country house. Only the older pupils were invited to attend, those that would be leaving St. Hilda's at the end of today. The school had become mixed within the last year, due to falling numbers and this would be the first time that boys would be allowed at the party. To add to the fun it was going to be fancy dress.

It would be fair to say that Morgana was beside herself with excitement at the thought of it. Her ex boyfriend Ray would be there and she decided that she was going to have some fun with him tonight. She was after all 18 years old and it was high time she had some sexual experience. She had only indulged in minor petting behind the bike sheds and wanted to have some first hand experience of the deliciously, naughty things her friends had talked about. Of course she pretended to her classmates that she had done it all, so as not to lose face, but after tonight her revelations would hopefully be for real.

She felt a shiver come over her as she remembered what had happened on her last visit to the bike sheds only a month earlier. Her face flushed and her nipples hardened at the thoughts of her spanking at the hands of her Headmaster. She would never forget the humiliation or the pleasure… She found her right hand wandering down towards her pussy, surely she couldn't be wet there already, just thinking about it! But she was and she placed two fingers inside her wet little slit, delving deep inside her before removing them and placing them to her full lips. She loved the smell and taste of her own womanly sex and greedily licked her fingers clean.

The school bell rang indicating the end of the lunch time break and it brought Morgana back to reality with a jump. She looked around guilty, but no one had seen her.

On her way to class she came across Marcia who had the reputation of 'having been round the block a few times.' She was 18 years old, going on 28, and very pretty; what this girl hadn't done wasn't worth bothering about or quite simply didn't exist! Morgana asked her where she going, noticing that Marcia was heading for the school gates. "I'm bunking off," she said. "Hey, do you want to come with me? I'm going to that new sex-shop in town. I looked in the window the other day, they've got some really cool stuff."

Morgana didn't even know of the sex-shop's existence, but told Marcia to count her in. So away they went without a care in the world. Marcia took her down a shady looking back alley and they entered the 'shop', which was no more than a house really with an open front window, displaying some very strange looking implements and dirty magazines. Marcia marched straight in – she'd obviously been here before. There was a grubby looking man sat behind the counter who leered at the two girls. "What can I do for you my beauties?" he sniggered as saliva spilled over his thin lips.

Morgana looked around mesmerised, but then she spotted a smooth, black vibrator. It was only 7 inches long but promised to give an orgasm to die for. The outer packaging said that batteries were included, it was virtually silent and called a Japanese Power Buzzer giving the strongest possible vibrations. "Sounds good to me" she laughed to herself. The temptation was too great, she had heard about these sorts of adult toys and what better time than this afternoon to experiment with one. With any luck it would get her 'in the mood' for tonight's party. She handed over her money and couldn't wait to get home and play. "Bye Marcia, thanks for bringing me", she called after friend. Marcia just laughed in reply shouting down the street, "Get yourself a butt plug next time."

As Morgana approached her bungalow she recognised the familiar car of the Deputy Headmaster Martyn. He would probably be here discussing school business again, as her Daddy was a governor for St. Hildas.

She would have to sneak in the back door and get to her room without being seen, as school hadn't even finished yet. She slipped in the back door and along the corridor to her bedroom. The living room door was opposite hers but luckily for her the door was shut. She could hear them talking about next year's curriculum as she sat on her bed and took the vibrator out of its packaging. She turned it on and it buzzed away though very quietly. "Good" she thought, "nobody would hear it in here with the door shut."

Morgana took off her school skirt, navy-blue tight panties and her shoes. She felt decidedly wicked already! As she had loved being on her hands and knees for Headmaster Dave she adopted the same position on the bed. She turned her new toy on to a high setting and started rubbing it along her pussy. Mmmmmmmmm this felt so good. Her outer and inner lips tingled as she ran it up and down her sex, from her clit right up to her tight little ass hole. She moaned into her pillow and thought of all the lost time she had to make up for – why on earth hadn't she got one of these pussy teasers months ago?

Morgana decided to lower her body down a little and concentrate the vibrator directly on to her already sensitive swollen nub of flesh. She started to methodically move her hips up and down on it, savouring every delightful feeling. She loved how each time she raised her ass she felt the faintest of breezes wafting over the wetness of her inner and outer lips.

Her whole body was aroused with desire as she rhythmically continued with her quest to find that point of no return. All of sudden she felt a heat radiating from inside her cunt and spreading throughout her wanton, young body. All her nerves seemed to be on fire and she bucked out of control. "Oh yes! I love this," she whimpered.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?!!"

"OH MY GOD, DADDY!!"

She blanched as she turned her head and saw her Daddy and the Deputy Headmaster staring straight into her open sex. Her Daddy had been showing Martyn out and unbeknown to Morgana her bedroom door had silently fallen open. She recoiled in terror on the bed and tried to cover herself up as well as she could. She was terribly ashamed and felt sick and light headed with the shock. Her Daddy hadn't seen her nakedness like this for over ten years when she was just a child.

The Deputy Head said he thought that he had better be going in the circumstances, but to Morgana's horror her Daddy said that she deserved to be punished and asked Martyn to deal with the matter. After all he pointed out it was essentially a school matter, as she had played truant. Martyn agreed wholeheartedly but insisted that her Father stayed and watched over the proceedings.

"You have a choice young lady, either accept a spanking now or don't attend the party this evening." She didn't need time to consider, as there was no way she was going to miss the party and the Deputy Head knew it. "Swine!" she muttered under her breath. "What was that Morgana?" "I said I will accept the spanking Sir." Martyn smiled to himself.

"Right back in position Morgana" said Martyn very seriously. She looked at him in disbelief.

As if reading her mind he said, "Yes I want full access to that naughty bottom of yours, you will not be forgetting this lesson in a hurry. Get on with it, on your knees, face down and bottom high in the air." He asked her Father to go and stand in front of her in order to restrain her hands while the spanking took place. Morgana's eyes misted over, face burning and her head was bowed, too ashamed to look her Daddy straight in the eye.

Martyn approached her and rested his right hand on her white fleshy cheeks and Morgana held her breath as she waited for the first blow to land. She felt him raise his hand and

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"NO!" she wailed. But Martyn was not about to be distracted from the job in hand.

He loved the opportunity to get his hands on a naughty girl's bottom and he had to admit that this one was perfect for correction. It was beautifully rounded, soft and yet so firm. His greatest pleasure however was to catch those moist little pussy lips with his fingers as he spanked her. Through his experience he knew the harder he spanked the wetter she would become. She vainly tried to escape the next blows by wriggling her bottom from side to side and kicking her legs. This only encouraged him more to accomplish the task he'd been set. Her legs were now splayed wide open and he feasted his eyes on her gaping virgin cunt, dripping with her arousal. He licked his lips as he stared at her deliciously tight ass hole that looked perfect for a fingering or licking. There was no doubt in his mind that Morgana loved every minute. She was wet already wet after only six strokes; this little lady was one of the special ones…

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK SMACK! SMACK!

She felt the sting and heat searing all over her clenched buttocks and cried out uncontrollably, as much with the embarrassment she felt as the punishment she had to endure. "Please Daddy tell him to stop now," she pleaded. "I promise I will never let you down again." "Shall I continue Sir?" asked Martyn. Morgana's Daddy shook his head; he was a gentle person at heart and hated to see his daughter chastised like this. But he also realised that as a caring, responsible parent it was his duty to assert his authority over her when the situation arose, for her own good.

Martyn stood back and admired his work; a delightful pink bottom that he could feel the heat radiating from.

"Get dressed Morgana" her Daddy said "and get some cream to soothe your poor bottom, it looks terribly sore."

"Yes Daddy" she whispered. "I'm sorry." As far as Daddy was concerned, that was the end of the matter and he left the room.

Martyn leaned over and whispered in Morgana's ear, "Don't think I didn't hear you calling me a swine you disrespectful little madam, I still owe you. I will see you tonight."

Morgana sat on her bed somewhat bewildered and subdued, wondering how on earth she had ended up in a situation like this again. It was her second spanking in as many months! As she lay back on the bed applying cream to her hot cheeks a thin smile played on her pouting lips; how she had loved it…

Well three hours later, bottom still warm to the touch, it was time to get ready for the fancy dress party. She knew exactly what she was going to wear. She didn't want to be the same as anyone else so had decided on a slutty schoolgirl look.

She prepared carefully and started by having a relaxing soak in the bath. She was not a quick shower person, but preferred to linger in a candle lit scented bath. Now for the tricky business of pussy shaving, she took the razor and lifted her mound out of the water and started to shave the growth from the last two days. She kept checking with her other hand and was pleased how smooth and vulnerable it felt. She wondered fleetingly what it might be like to lick a shaven pussy like this. The thought did not disgust her, in fact she imagined she would rather enjoy it as well as sucking the nipples of another woman and tasting her soft mouth. Wasn't she already in enough trouble? She dismissed the thought and carried on shaving until she was totally bald from the top of her pussy right underneath to her tight ass opening.

She climbed out of the bath and went back to her bedroom and decided she would have a quick check to make sure she hadn't missed any hair. She got on all fours and positioned herself in front of the long mirror. A job well done she decided. She lingered longer than was necessary enjoying the sight of her own open sex, imagining all manner of things being done to it.

She put all her clothes for this evening on her bed. There was last year's white polo shirt, one size too small so it would strain over large firm breasts and her very short navy-blue pleated sports skirt; but there would be no socks and tight regulation navy knickers for tonight.

Morgana decided on her most outrageous 3-piece underwear set, never yet been worn; which was deep red and covered all over in black lace. The bra was a half-cup balcony design and barely covered her nipples, but thrust up her heavy breasts deliciously. The suspender belt was six inches deep and boned and to finish was the tiniest of matching thongs. She pulled on her black glossy stockings and attached them to her suspender belt that would leave three inches of tantalising white thigh showing between her stockings tops and the bottom of her skirt. Last but not least her black patent stiletto shoes that were so high she could hardly walk in them, but then walking wasn't what she had in mind.

She admired herself in the mirror whilst she was just wearing her underwear and to be honest knew she looked more like a dancer from the Moulin Rouge than a schoolgirl, perfect… Ray and his mates didn't stand a chance she thought laughing out aloud to herself. Quickly she put on the rest of her clothes and reached for her make-up bag. There would be no point in going for a demure look tonight. She carefully applied her favourite silver eye-shadow, layer upon layer of black mascara and bright red lipstick; she couldn't help but imagine her lips fit snugly around a thick wet cock and licked them at the thought of it. Red nail varnish was her finishing touch and she was ready.

To avoid any further trouble from her parents she then pulled over an old all-in-one clown out fit. She popped her head around the door and said she was ready. Daddy gave her a lift to the Headmaster's house and waved off his little girl, thinking how sweet and innocent she looked in her outfit. As soon as the car disappeared Morgana went behind one the bushes in the large garden and whipped off the ridiculous clowns outfit.

She walked into the house and straight down the hall into the lounge. As she entered a hush fell over the staff and students and Morgana's mouth fell wide open, for once leaving her speechless.

She was the only one in fancy dress!!!

Ray came right over to her and asked her what on earth was she doing. "Well it's my fancy dress outfit" she mumbled, "a naughty school girl." Ray fell about laughing as he explained to her that the fancy dress bit had been cancelled as so many people complained they didn't have anything to wear. "Surely you heard them announce it in our last lesson this afternoon?" he said. "I bunked off, so I wasn't there" she replied cringing.

The boys from her class swarmed round her like bees round a honey pot. She noticed that the girls tittered and gave her resentful looks, just jealous she determined. Morgana relished every minute of it; she was the star attraction and was going to make the most of it.

Out of the corner of her eye she saw Headmaster Dave and his deputy Martyn looking over and most definitely discussing her. Her cheeks burned as she remembered this afternoon's spanking and she was in no doubt that Martyn was telling the Headmaster every little detail. She smiled sweetly, thrust out her chest and winked at them both; she wasn't going to let them spoil her evening.

Ray was with his two best mates; there was weedy little Roger who wore thick rimmed spectacles and had buck teeth and Sam who was a very good looking black boy. Ray had always impressed her by his confident attitude and he was easily the cutest looking boy in school.

"Come on Morgana," he shouted over the loud music "let's go upstairs and have some fun."

She didn't need inviting twice and the four of sneaked unseen upstairs. They came across a large study/games room that boasted a full size snooker table in the middle. The music played throughout the house from speakers in every room.

"We're going to have our own little party aren't we Morgana?" asked Ray. She looked at his enticing wet mouth and into his dark eyes that shone with lust for her.

"Sure we are," she said in a sexy flirtatious voice.

Roger piped up "Is she going to suck our cocks Ray like you promised?" "Course she is, aren't you babe?" he asked.

"Not only am I going to suck your tasty little cocks," she replied "I'm going to fuck the one who cums the most for me. Everyone line up next to the snooker table," she ordered. "Now drop your trousers and let me see what you've got hiding in there," she teased.

They all lined up with their trousers at their ankles. Morgana licked her lips seductively and saw a twitching in their cocks already.

"You first Roger," she said and noticed his glasses were steaming up and his small prick already glistening with pre-cum. She knelt in front of him and licked the tip whilst cupping his tight balls. "Mmmmmm very nice Roger" she said and sucked hard on his knob. Poor Roger was shaking with excitement and shot his load straight away leaving Morgana feeling somewhat cheated. She gobbled up his spunk even so and savoured her first ever mouthful. She could easily acquire a taste for this. Roger looked embarrassed but happy. "Thank you Morgana - you're the best."

She stood up and moved onto Sam, wondering if it was true what people said about the size of a black man's cock, as his shirt tails were covering his manhood. He smiled at her and pulled up her polo shirt, and stared appreciatively at her breasts that offered themselves to him in her sexy bra. He pulled down the cups and sucked on her nipples hard.

"Oh yes Sam that feels so good."

He roughly squeezed her soft breasts and bit into her hardening rosy nipples. She felt her pussy getting damp already as she moaned for him. The other two looked on, wishing it was them. Without warning Sam grabbed her hair and pushed her onto her knees.

"Now suck it you bitch!" he ordered.

When Morgana found herself face to face with his prick she thought she might die of pleasure; he was so thick! Not as long as long as some perhaps but that hardly mattered. She indulged herself on that swollen throbbing head. She strained to get him all in her mouth, but down she went sucking for all she was worth.

All the time he pulled tightly on her hair and moaned "Faster, faster you cock-sucking bitch."

What a turn on for Morgana, as she held the base of the shaft, wanking him as she sucked. The harsher he talked to her the more excited she became. Her mouth ached as it was stretched to its limits and yet she felt him expand even further as he reached his climax. She grabbed his balls and twisted and squeezed them, as she wasn't going to part with one drop of his love juice. The hot liquid shot down the back of throat and she found herself struggling not gag on it, such was the force with which he came. She swallowed like a professional and even when he finished she kept squeezing his balls and sucking him dry, she wanted it all.

It was dribbling down her chin as she stood up to face and they both grinned at each other. Morgana feeling wicked as ever kissed him and deposited a saved mouthful of his own cum into his mouth, well it only seemed fair to share…

Wow she thought that would take some beating! Her body tingled with excitement and her mouth sore and aching but she had even surprised herself with how much she had enjoyed sucking cock.

"Come here," said Ray, "it's my turn now you wench."

She obediently stood in front of him and wondered if she detected some jealousy in his dark eyes or perhaps it was just lust.

"I want that polo shirt off you right now. Stand in front of me and let me see those tits."

Morgana quickly pulled it over her head and then removed her bra. He grabbed at her full breasts and squeezed them very hard before pinching her nipples and making her jump.

"That hurt!" she complained.

He whispered into her ear "It hurt me when you made such a show of yourself sucking my mate's pricks, so you will understand that I want to pay you back won't you?"