Summer's Blackmail Ch. 11

Summer slid her bra, thong and butt plug into her teacher bag, picked up her purse, lunch bag and headed to the door to exit her classroom. Right about then, over the intercom, Shirley form the front office said, "Ms. Wayne, please report to Mr. Harding's office."

All Summer could say over the open mic of the intercom system was, "Right away."

Summer looked down to see that she was not very presentable to her principal. She wondered if she had time to go to the restroom and to at least put her bra back on. But, one look at her classroom clock reminded her that she was getting too close to her salon tanning appointment and no message the principal could give her would be worth the dire consequences of not doing as instructed by Master T.

Summer almost ran down the back stairs of the school and brushed briskly by several students as she hurried to the office. Summer could feel her breast bouncing with each step because she was braless and the balls in her cunt were rubbing together in a clicking manner. She could feel her pierced nipples being rubbed by the material of her red blouse. She also had forgotten to re-button the top two buttons on her blouse so her cleavage was more pronounced than she would normally have allowed herself before Master T.

As Summer bolted through the outer doors of the administration office, she ran right into the piercing eyes of Shirley, who said, "Whoa slow down Summer, you might run someone over."

Summer looked at Shirley and asked, "Is Mr. Harding ready for me?"

Shirley replied, "He is on the phone with Sandra Wilson, Melanie's mother. You know her don't you Summer?"

"Yes I know Mrs. Wilson," was all that Summer huffed.

Shirley continued, "Well she has been chewing on Mr. Harding most of the day. It has to do with you and you're not allowing extra credit work in your classroom. It appears that Melanie has gone to mommy and complained about your teaching methods."

Shirley motioned to the chair across from her desk and Summer sat down with Shirley watching her intently as she sat down. Summer was remembering the session with Shirley in the bathroom the day before where she had Shirley in the palm of her hand as she forced her to manipulate her nipples. Shirley had at first been quite dismissive about Summer's nipple piercings, but as she had massaged them at Summer's instructions had been overcome with desire. Shirley had left the bathroom that day and had a wet spot in the crotch of her cotton panties all day.

Summer was lost in thought, kegeling the balls and was not paying attention to the show she was putting on for Shirley. Summer's skirt had hiked up as she sat down and Shirley ever the nosey woman was looking straight at Summer's legs so that she had a direct view of Summer's cleavage. Shirley wondered to herself, "Why is she not wearing a bra to school?"

Summer sat there for what seemed an eternity. She fidgeted with her watch as she saw the time slipping away and her tanning appointment drawing nearer and nearer. Finally, Shirley's phone buzzed and Summer was told that it was ok for her to go into Mr. Harding's office. Shirley, still staring at Summer's cleavage, glanced down as Summer stood and she saw that not only was Summer not wearing a bra, but she was pantyless too. Why is that she wondered?

Summer spent 15 grueling minutes with Mr. Harding going over Melanie Hart's grades and the complaints of her mother, Sandra Wilson, about her inflexibility on her AP class grading system. Summer stood firm the whole meeting with her principal because she had had the same grading system since she was given the AP course and she felt like she was being forced to modify her grading system to appease one student and her influential parent just because that parent sat on the school board.

Summer knew that this was a dangerous position given her current situation with Master T and his demands on her. But, Summer felt confident that she would be able to get out from under Master T's hold upon his return from Washington. Then she would be able to deal more sternly with Melanie and her bitchy mother.

The meeting ended with Mr. Harding agreeing to support Summer and her stance on consistency. However, Mr. Harding did warn Summer that Sandra Wilson was a hard, conniving woman and that Summer had better watch herself in dealings with Melanie. Mr. Harding had also been watching Summer's chest rise and fall during the meeting. He was entranced by the cleavage that his conservative English grade level teacher was showing. He had thought he had noticed a slight bounce to her breasts as she entered the office and he wondered if this conservative teacher was without a bra. "Well, he thought to himself, I will have to keep an eye on Summer Wayne as he squeezed the head of his almost fully erect cock beneath his desk. He had stolen looks at Summer's legs and he loved the fact that she wore thigh hi hosiery instead of awful pantyhose as Mr. Harding was a leg and ass man first.

Once again, as Summer rose from her chair and bent to retrieve her bags, Mr. Harding was gazing at the back of Summer's skirt as it hiked up to reveal the lace of the top band of her hose and from his angle he got a very good look at her cleavage and he confirmed that she indeed did not have on a bra. As he was a widower, Mr. Harding was always on the look-out for a sexual conquest as the last two years of his wife's life had been miserable because of the cancer. Even though Ms. Wayne was married, Mr. Harding decided that he was going to find a way to sink his cock into that beautiful ass.

Summer was oblivious to the scene she was creating by bending over in front of Mr. Harding. But, the only thing on her mind was making the 30 minute drive to the tanning salon in 20 minutes as she was late. Hopefully, Sandy will not be there to torment her, but more importantly, to not tell Master T of her late arrival.

Oh if Summer could be so lucky...............................Next chapter, trouble at the salon and the adult gift and video store.....................poor Summer.