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Miss Jane's Private School
CHAPTER ONE"This class is so fucking boring as usual," Lisa Weiss said, leaning over so she could whisper in Jenny Farth's ear before Miss Jane Beardsly, their language teacher and the owner of Miss Jane Beardsly's School For Girls, could catch her.It was too late however, and even as she was pulling back, Lisa knew that Miss Jane had spotted her. She had the eyes of a hawk, never missing anything that went on in her classroom.Lisa couldn't understand why, and it never occurred to her that it was quite simple for Miss Jane to see one of the girls talking since there were only ten in the class."Lisa," she said, "you know the rule about talking during class.""I'm sorry, Miss Jane.""Yes, well, sorry isn't enough this time. If I remember right, it is the third time this week that I've caught you talking. Three strikes, young lady, and you're out."Lisa knew what that meant, and she lowered her head and rested it on her hands."And sit up straight," Miss Jane said, in a very scolding manner. "Just because you're going to have to stay here after class is no reason to slouch and ruin your posture. Sit up, sit up! There, that's much better."Lisa felt like a puppet, moving to Miss Jane's commands. But then she thought that all the girls at Miss Jane's school were like that. There were only thirty girls, each divided into three groups of ten. Lisa was getting pretty sick of the girls in her group, too. She spent so much time with them as far as classes and sleeping arrangements went that she knew them all too well.She pushed back her long black hair and started thinking. She knew that Miss Jane thought of her as the trouble-maker of her group of ten, but she didn't think of herself in that way at all. She thought that Miss Jane was stifling her creativity because, in short, what Miss Jane was trying to do in her school was turn out carbon copies of herself. If trying to fight against that was being a trouble-maker, then Lisa thought perhaps Miss Jane was right.For she had decided the minute she had come to the school and seen the older woman that the one thing she didn't want to be was a copy of her. For although Miss Jane had a tremendous amount of beauty surrounding her and a lovely face, she just dressed so poorly that she looked like a mousy spinster. She wore her long silky blonde hair pulled tightly on her head in a bun.Lisa noticed the way it seemed to stretch the skin on her forehead because it looked so tight. Miss Jane did have high cheekbones and heart-shaped lips, plus lovely blue eyes. Yet Lisa thought that the woman tried to even hide the beauty of her eyes by wearing spectacles that you'd expect an older woman to wear. Lisa remembered how her grandmother had worn specs like that, and somehow, it always made her look so old.Then there was the way Jane Beardsly dressed. It was quite evident that under her sack-like dresses was a truly voluptuous figure. You could see her high, firm breasts always heaving up and down, yet Lisa thought the woman wore her tits too high. Either she was built very funny or she wore her bra in a peculiar manner. Lisa thought that latter idea was the true one. For she had seen the woman at night in her nightgowns and then her tits looked lovely.Miss Jane always wore long dresses, down past her knees. There was never any particular shape to them and therefore, her curved hips were not on display at all. Besides the high jutting of her tits, it looked like the rest of her figure was perfectly straight.If that was the way Miss Jane wanted them all to look, Lisa Weiss wanted no part of it. She wanted to display her budding breasts and the smooth curves of her hips. Yet the white blouses and blue skirts that Miss Jane required all the students to wear only made her look like a drip. Lisa had decided as much one day while standing in front of the mirror."Parlez vous francais, mademoiselle?" Miss Jane asked Debbie Lyon, a young blonde who sat in front of the room. Lisa thought Debbie was an ass-licker."Oui. Je parle le francais, tres bien, madame," Debbie said, beaming so brightly that Lisa jokingly covered her eyes for fear of being blinded.Unfortunately, Miss Jane caught her doing that, too, and the woman stopped her class once again and reprimanded Lisa."One more time," Miss Jane said, "and we're going to have to get more serious. Young lady, I will stand for these interruptions no longer."Lisa couldn't believe what a fucking fuss the woman was making. All she had done was cover her eyes. She hadn't made a sound, and since she sat in the back of the class she hadn't disturbed anyone. She decided that Jane Beardsly had an itch up her cunt.She had decided that two weeks ago when she first arrived at Miss Jane Beardsly's School For Girls."Now, young ladies," she remembered Miss Jane saying, "you have come to one of the finest private girls' schools in the country and when you leave, you will be one of the finest. My girls are first-rate all the way, the cream of the crop and always on top, and that's my motto."Lisa remembered the way the woman paraded around in front of the auditorium with a ruler in her hand. The auditorium was the only place large enough to hold all thirty girls at one time in the entire school."You will be educated as to the ways of the world. We're not going to lie to you. We're going to tell it to you like it is, the way it's happening. Is that the right vernacular in the modern language? Ah well, anyway, we're going to take those terms out of your vocabulary because we know you've already been brainwashed with them, and when you leave here you'll all be perfect ladies."If Miss Jane thought of herself as perfect, then Lisa wanted no part of being that way. She would have rather remained flawed, and more fun at that."You know what her problem is?" Lisa had asked Jenny Farth that first day as they unpacked their suitcases. She had decided out of all the other girls in her group, that Jenny was by far the most together. They were going to be best friends."What?" Jenny had asked."She needs to be fucked. She hasn't been fucked in so long that she's forgotten what it's like. Or maybe she's never been fucked.""Lisa, don't talk like that. That's improper!"Jenny Farth hadn't said that, Lisa remembered, for if she had, Lisa wouldn't have been friends with her now. Debbie Lyon had said that, overhearing the two girls talking. That was when Lisa decided Debbie was an ass-licker and wanted no part of that girl.Late that night, she and Jenny had been whispering to each other about sex. Jenny asked her if she knew anything about it since she had talked about fucking so freely. That was when Lisa had to confess that she only knew so much about it but that she would never learn anything more if she stayed in this school.They decided then that they were going to somehow learn about sex together, but so far the chance hadn't come up.When Lisa heard the bell ring she came out of a fog. She watched all the other students closing their books and standing up, so perfectly, so neatly. She thought they looked like a band of soldiers. They walked out of the room, single file, and right before the door closed Jenny stuck her hand back in and waved to Lisa.Lisa smiled as Miss Jane stormed over to the door and slammed it shut."Your friend thinks that she's cute, young lady.""No she doesn't," Lisa said to her teacher. "In fact, I was trying to tell her that she was cute the other day but she thinks she's ugly.""That's not what I meant," Jane Beardsly said, sitting down quite properly behind her desk and folding her hands. "And you know that."Miss Jane stared at the young girl sitting in front of her, and no matter how much anger she had built up inside of her for some of the things that the girl had done, she couldn't help but lose some of it thinking about Lisa Weiss' beautiful body.Jane wanted to lick the girl's fine brown nipples with her tongue and make them perk up with stiffness. She wanted to move her fingers between Lisa's creamy thighs and slip them into the girl's red hot pussy.The teacher wondered why it always worked out so badly. The girl she always developed an insatiable crush on during the term always turned out to be such a trouble-maker. She had first cast her eyes upon Lisa when the girl's mother had come to register her for the September term. Jane remembered the way she had been rubbing her legs together as she felt her own pussy getting hot with excitement. Lisa hadn't been aware of any of this, of course, but Jane had been watching the way the girl's tight blouse displayed her thick nipples so prominently.The first night after she had seen the girl, Jane Beardsly remembered masturbating as she fantasized about making it with her. She remembered lying naked on her bed and plucking her pink nipples so that they became hard. She pinched them with more aggression as the pleasure continued to rise and then she started to move one hand down between her legs. She started rubbing her thick blonde pussy patch, pulling at the curls. When she was horny enough she slid her fingers right into her cunt.Her tunnel was already creaming with pleasure and she finger-fucked herself for some time, rubbing her fingers over her clit but not paying much attention to it.That came much later. She finger-fucked herself for a long time before the passion started to subside even a little, and it was only then that she slid her fingers back near her cunt entrance and felt for her clit. She could feel her stiffened little pink button and as she started to pinch it, just like she pinched her pink nipples, her pleasure started up on the rise again.She remembered licking her lips with her tongue a thousand times over as she imagined what Lisa Weiss' cunt cream might taste like. As she thought of the sweet flavor she felt her cunt walls spasming around her fingers and then she started coming a second time. This time she worked her fingers in deeper and harder until they were saturated with her cunt juice.Then she quickly pulled them up to her mouth and started to lick each one, sucking until the flavor was gone.She had been completely satisfied only thinking about the girl and had been eagerly looking forward to September when the girl would arrive. There had been a two month period between the time Lisa Weiss' mother had registered her and the time Lisa was supposed to start school, and Miss Jane masturbated to fantasies of the young girl so many times that she couldn't even count the number.When she had seen Lisa Weiss' father's private chauffeur driving her up to the front gate, she had come without even touching herself.After that, however, it had all been downhill. Lisa was so lovely and her tits had grown even more during the two-months, yet Jane Beardsly had decided that she was most definitely a trouble-maker. She didn't abide by the rules of silence and she was always caught talking and laughing and upsetting the strict decorum the woman had made a standard part of her school."Why do you hate me?" she suddenly asked Lisa."What makes you think that I hate you?" Lisa asked. She had noticed Miss Jane sitting there, looking so distant. She had been wondering what was going through the woman's mind, and now she knew."You do all kinds of terrible things," Miss Jane said."Talking during a class is not so terrible," Lisa said. "It happens all the time when you're sitting in a boring class.""Boring? So, you think this class is boring? Well, young lady, I can see that I'm going to have to be a little more strict that usual.""In what way?""I think that old-fashioned discipline is the best," the teacher said. "If you don't mind, come up here, please."Lisa stood up rather defiantly, sticking her growing tits out. It was hard to look good with the outfit she was wearing, yet the girl tried her hardest. She walked down the narrow aisle of the classroom, between the wooden desks, then stood in front of the teacher. Miss Jane stood up immediately and her upraised tits almost knocked the younger girl in the face.Miss Jane was holding her ruler in her hand and she primped her tight bun into place. Lisa noticed that was an old habit with the woman, and she wondered why. After all, the bun was usually so tight that no hair was ever out of place. It wouldn't dare to be. It would probably be too scared of upsetting the woman's head.When Lisa giggled at that thought, she could see that Miss Jane looked even angrier. She grabbed Lisa's arm and then forced the girl over her desk, face down."What are you doing?" Lisa asked, but it was already too late.Her teacher had pushed her blue skirt up over her waist and had deftly slid her hand into Lisa's white panties. They were slid down the girl's legs before she even had time to gasp, and then she was naked from the waist down.Miss Jane stared at those two gloriously curved ass cheeks and took in all their glory. She could see how rosy red they were and how smooth the skin looked. She could feel her own pussy start getting wet as she thought about what Lisa might do if she should roll her over to glance at her cunt.That would come later. With her hand pressing down on the girl's back so she couldn't get up and her other hand holding the ruler firmly, the older teacher began to hit the young girl's ass. She watched the cheeks get even redder as she whacked them with the ruler again and again. At one point, Jane let her hand wander down to the cheeks and she pulled them apart. She could see the girl's tender red asshole and the thought of licking it out was pleasing."Stop it," Lisa said to Miss Jane. "Jesus, this is killing me.""Young lady, do not take the name of the Lord in vain. This is the punishment you deserve and it's the punishment you're going to get."The more Lisa tried to squirm her ass, the more excited she was getting. She could feel her pubic mound pressing against the desk and she could feel herself starting to get hot inside of her cunt. This was a pretty new feeling to her as she had never even masturbated herself and she couldn't help but notice how pleasing it was.Her cunt felt as if it was on fire and she thought that she had to find relief somewhere, even though she wasn't even that sure of how she could relieve herself.After a few more whacks on the ass, she felt her teacher stop. She wasn't ready for what happened next. The minute Miss Jane stopped hitting her ass she sunk to the floor and started to kiss Lisa's ass. Lisa could feel the woman running her tongue over one buttock and then the other. At times, she could feel Miss Jane moving her tongue right between her cheeks and then licking her asshole.Lisa started to move her cunt up and down off the table. She didn't know what was happening to herself but she was starting to breathe heavier. She quickly slipped one hand under her body and moved it down between her legs. She slid it through her black bush and then right into her cunt.The young girl could never remember feeling so wet before in her life. She didn't know if she should be embarrassed or what, but she started to slide her fingers in and out of her cunt. It was during the third thrust, on her way out, when she felt her tingling clit touching her fingers. She had never explored her cunt before and knew very little about her clit.But when she touched it, at the height of excitement already, she couldn't believe what happened. She squeezed it and her cunt started to spasm harder and then her creamy juices were flowing all over her fingers. Meanwhile, Miss Jane was still licking her ass, only Lisa noticed something different.Her teacher was now trying to spread her legs wider apart and she was moving her tongue down beneath her asshole. She was running it along her ass crack and then licking some of the juices that Lisa could feel running down her legs. At one point, she pulled her own cunt lips wide apart and felt Miss Jane's tongue running over her exposed clit Her whole body bursted with new sensations.Miss Jane couldn't believe that the girl was coming, and she was trying to be as unobvious as possible about what she was doing. Her first desire was to turn the girl over and attack her cunt from the front so that she could not only smell the strong sweaty odor of the pubic hairs, something that always turned her on, but even more, so she could sink her tongue deeper into the girl's steaming pussy box. But Jane Beardsly knew that she could never do anything like that to the girl yet.She knew that she had to play it safe and not become too ravenous. She licked as much of the girl's dripping juices as she could, then stood up suddenly. Lisa felt the woman cupping her buttocks hard, one in each hand. Then Miss Jane pulled back both hands and then smashed them against the girl's ass at the same time.Lisa moaned as she felt both of her buttocks glowing with a painful pleasure, now even more intense because of the stinging slaps.Then it was all over and Miss Jane stepped back."You are disgraceful, young lady," she said to Lisa. "You were masturbating while I was caning you. You're going to have to be punished for that, too."Lisa rolled over on her back, but slid down the desk so that only her back was leaning on it. Her ass was too red and still burning. As she slid down a little she spread her legs and Miss Jane could see a full view of the pussy she was in pursuit of.She could feel her cunt tingling even more with excitement and she backed up against the blackboard for fear of losing control of herself and attacking the girl right then and there. The cunt lips glistened with moisture and that was even more tempting."Why am I going to be punished? I didn't do anything," Lisa moaned."You call playing with yourself doing nothing?""Well, you licked it," Lisa said, suddenly realizing how exposed she was. She slid her hand down over her black pussy patch and covered her pussy lips."How dare you accuse me of such a thing," Miss Jane said. Now was the time to lie as best she could. "I was licking your buttocks because I could see how much they were stinging. I didn't mean to hit you so hard. I'm sorry for that. But you masturbated yourself and there's no excuse for it."Lisa could see how stern the teacher looked. But then she noticed something strange. Miss Jane was breathing heavier than usual and her upraised tits were rising and falling a mile a minute. It reminded Lisa of the way she had been breathing only a few seconds ago at the height of coming."What are you going to do to punish me?" the young girl asked."No television for a week," Miss Jane said."Oh God, you can't do something like that," Lisa told her. She sounded incredibly frantic and wanted it that way. Losing television privileges for a week was really no big deal to her, since she didn't really like television anyway. But she knew that if she came off with an attitude like that, Miss Jane would want to make the punishment harsher. This way, the teacher thought it was harsh enough."I'm sorry," Miss Jane said to her, "but that's the way things are going to have to be around here. After dinner you are to march straight to your room and you are to study. Just to make sure, I want you to write me a book report on the Lawrence novel. It should take you about a week to read it if you put in time each night"Now that, Lisa. thought, was going too far. The book was over a thousand pages and Miss Bellows, their English teacher was letting them read it over the entire term.Lisa tried to explain all that to Miss Jane."I don't care what Miss Bellows has the rest of the class do," the blonde-bunned teacher said. "I want the report on my desk next week. Look at it this way, my dear. If you read the book this week you'll be able to read it again along with the class."Lisa nodded, as if she was going to do it. She thought that Miss Jane had a point. If she did read the book now it might be good. But she certainly wasn't planning to read it along with the rest of the class a second time. Once was quite enough."Do I have to stay any longer?" Lisa asked, after a momentary pause. "Is my punishment for the day over?""Very well, yes, you can go," Miss Jane said.