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                          Naughty Games
                          by F. M. Hazer

                Chapter 1: The Frustrated Teacher

It  was  Friday afternoon and Miss Edwards was packing her things
to  go  home  for  the  weekend.  It  was nearly 4:00 PM and Miss
Edwards was tired after the week's worth of teaching. The 22 year
old  Miss  Edwards  was  in  the  second  year  of her first job,
teaching,  since  graduating  with  her degree in education and a
minor in Math. She was teaching 9th grade Math at a suburban high
school of a large mid-western city. It was not too far from where
she  grew up and went to college. She enjoyed her job. It was fun
teaching  young  minds.  She  took pride in her ability to make a
"dull"  subject,  like  math,  fun  for  her students. She had an
ability to motivate her students.

She  drove  back  to  her small apartment which was on the second
floor  of  the complex over the parking area. There were no other
apartments above or next to her's. It was very quiet and private.
She  fixed  herself a simple dinner and ate it while watching the
evening news on TV in her living room.

After cleaning up the dishes, she went to her bedroom, undressed,
and  took  a  warm  shower,  She washed everything, including her
short  dark  hair.  She dried herself with a large bath towel and
then admired herself in the mirror. She had a beautiful firm body
with  full,  but not large, breasts. Her full pubic hair was dark
and  curly.  She  turned  left  and right to admire her body. She
could  easily  be  the  object of any man's lust, if she wanted a
man.

She  combed  out her short boyish hair and went into the bedroom.
She  opened  her special drawer and removed her "toys", props for
her  sex  games.  She  had  a  pair  of handcuffs, an 40 cm. long
leather  strap,  a  60  cm. long muti-thong whip, a cane, a meter
long  buggy  whip,  and  a  two meter long bull whip, her "snake"
whip.

She  laid the items on her bed and laid down, naked. How sad, she
thought, that her sex life had been reduced to this, masturbating
while  dreaming  about  her fantasies. For, when you're is a high
school teacher, you do not disclose the fact that you're gay; you
stay quietly in the closet. It was also more complicated for Miss
Edwards; she got off on BDSM.

She  had  done  the usual sexual experimentation when she reached
puberty.  It  wasn't  until  after she had four sexual encounters
with  impetuous  young  boys  that  she had her first orgasm with
another  person.  That was with an older girl in her high school.
Her  first  true  lover  knew  how  to stimulate her body. It was
fantastic.  That  encounter  forever set the course of her sexual
orientation.  It  wasn't until she entered college and met others
like  herself  that she discovered the forbidden pleasures of the
BDSM scene.

She  had  been  living with a Chinese-American girl, Sally Cheng,
while   in   college.  Sally  had  a  very  open  and  out  going
personality.  Sally  made  a good lover, but she wasn't into Miss
Edwards'  new  perversion.  Sally did allow Miss Edwards to spank
her  a  couple  of  times.  Miss Edwards really enjoyed it but it
didn't  do  anything  for  Sally. They slowly drifted apart after
college  and  Miss  Edwards hadn't seen her for nearly two years.
The  last  sexual encounter that Miss Edwards had with anyone was
just  before  she  graduated. After that, she entered the current
"dry spell."

She was a "top" with no bottom. The only sexual lover she had now
was her hand. It was a decision that she had made. She valued her
career  over  her sexual freedom. She loved her career and wanted
to  teach  high school. If anyone found out that there was a "sex
pervert" teaching high school, she'd be fired immediately.

Miss Edwards held open the outer lips of her vagina with her left
hand  and  gently  caressed  her inner lips and clitoris with her
right  fingers.  She  laid  back, closed her eyes and enjoyed the
voluptuous  feeling while leafing through her mental "roll-a-dex"
of  sexual  fantasies.  "Let's  see" she thought "what will it be
tonight?"  She  picked  out her sexual fantasy like a connoisseur
selecting a vintage bottle of wine.

She's  the  head  mistress  of an all girls boarding school. It's
Friday  afternoon  and  time  to  discipline  the week's worth of
student  transgressions. She is in her inner office; in her outer
office sit the four wayward girls awaiting their punishment.

She  opens  the  door  to  see  who is waiting. She sees the four
girls.  There  is plump Sara, who was tardy to class twice during
the week. There are Mary and Joan who were caught fighting in the
hall.   And,   there  was  Amy,  beautiful  Amy  who  was  caught
masturbating  in  her bed while reading a dirty book that she had
smuggled into the school.

These  are  real people. They are all students that she currently
has in her classes. This makes her fantasy all the more realistic
and enticingly naughty.

She  decides to save the best, Amy. for last. She calls Sara into
her office. The young girl stands meekly while Miss Edwards reads
the  offenses.  Tardiness is not tolerated and the amount of time
that  a student is late to class is carefully noted. Miss Edwards
reads  the  total,  52  seconds. Sara know what that means; she's
been  here  before. Miss Edwards removes her 40 cm. leather strap
from  her  desk  drawer  and says "Over the desk and hold the far
side  with  both  hands."  The  girl does as instructed; her eyes
already  showing tears. Miss Edwards lifts the girl's short skirt
to reveal her shear white panties. Miss Edwards positions herself
to  the  girl's left side and presses the strap against the panty
covered bottom cheeks.

As  Miss  Edwards is about to deliver the first swat, Sara pleads
"Oh  please Miss Edwards, I can't take 52!" Miss Edwards says "Do
you  wish to cut your sentence in half?" Sara, who knows what the
question  means,  quietly  replies  "Yes." Miss Edwards hooks the
girl's panties with both hands and pulls them down to her ankles.
The  girl's  bare  chubby  buttocks are now on full display. Miss
Edwards  says  "Very  well,  we'll make it 26." Miss Edwards then
goes  to her desk drawer and removes a cane. She places it on the
desk  so  that Sara can see it and asks "Would you rather have 13
with  this?"  Sara  ponders the choice for a few seconds and then
declines  the generous offer. She's felt that monster pain before
and prefers twice the number of swats from the strap.

Miss  Edwards  says  "Very  well  then,  26  with  the strap" and
repositions  herself  to  Sara's left. She then asks Sara "Do you
want  to count or shall I?" Counting is required when done on the
bare bottom. Unmentioned is the fact that the cost of having Miss
Edwards  count  is  two extra swats. Sara says "I'll count." Miss
Edwards  says "Don't forget to hold onto the desk." The threat is
that if she lets go and does something silly like rub her bottom,
then the swat doesn't count.

Miss Edwards measures her distance, draws back the strap and lets
Sara  have a full ass biting swat across both cheeks. The leather
lands  with  a  load  crack which is clearly audible to the three
girls  waiting  in  the  outer office. Sara draws a quick breath,
clenches  her  teeth  and holds the edge of the desk with a death
grip.  An  angry  red  mark  outlines where the strap fell on the
white  bottom cheeks. Sara utters "one." Miss Edwards readies for
swat  two  and  lets  Sara  have the full force crack on her left
cheek.  Sara  squeals  in pain and kicks her feet and sobs "two."
Miss Edwards proceeds with the spanking alternating from cheek to
cheek  and  across  both cheeks. Sara's sobs become more intense.
However,  she never looses count nor does she let go of the desk.
She's  gone  through this before and knows that the path of least
resistance  is  to  get  this  punishment  over  with  as soon as
possible, even if it is unbearable.

By  swat 10, Sara has kicked her feet free from her panties. Miss
Edwards  now aims each swat to land on the whitest part of Sara's
bottom.  By  the  time  number  26  is  reached, Sara's bottom is
flaming red with no white left. Wet drops are visible on the desk
from where Sara's tears had landed.

When the punishment has ended, Miss Edwards says "Well done Sara,
you  may  put your panties back on now but remember, no rubbing."
The girl gets up off of the desk, her tear stained face is as red
as  her  bottom. She painfully bends over to retrieve her panties
and  gingerly  pulls  them  back  up  her  legs and over her sore
bottom.  Miss  Edwards  says "You may go now and send in Mary and
Joan."

Sara walks out of Miss Edwards office into the outer office. Once
out  of  sight  of  Miss Edwards, she vigorously rubs both bottom
cheeks  with  her  hands  in  front of the three pairs of waiting
eyes. She tells Mary and Joan that they are next.

Mary  and Joan enter Miss Edwards' office. Their fighting is part
of  a long standing feud that's been going on between them for so
long  now that they can't even remember what started it. They are
bitter  enemies  who are always arguing and will fight each other
at the slightest provocation.

Miss  Edwards decides to have some voyeuristic fun with them. She
makes  the usual admonishments about their continual fighting and
asks  how  many times they have been caught fighting. Neither can
remember.  Miss  Edwards stresses that this type of behavior will
not  be  tolerated  and that she's going to put an end to it here
and  now.  She  orders  both  girls  to  remove  their skirts and
panties.  The  girls  look  at each other and balk at the idea of
stripping in front of each other. Miss Edwards picks up her strap
and  slams in onto the top of the desk with a loud crack and says
in a loud voice "Do it NOW!"

The  two girls dejectedly remove their skirts and panties and lay
them on the sofa. They try to hide their private parts with their
hands. Miss Edwards says "Now, it's going to be 50 swats each for
both  of  you. However, since you two enjoy fighting so much, I'm
going  to  let  you spank each other. You'll alternate positions.
I'll  keep count. If one of you does not complete a round without
rubbing  her  bottom,  then  the  other  one will be pardoned the
remaining count since she did such a good job with the strap. So,
it's in your best interest to spank as hard as you can."

"Mary,  you  lay  over  the  desk first" said Miss Edwards as she
handed  the  strap  to  Joan  and  added "Remember, you both must
complete  the round before any pardon is given." Mary lays across
the  desk and Joan positions herself to Mary's left. Miss Edwards
sits  down  in a chair directly behind the bare bottom, she has a
front  row  seat,  and  announces  "Round one." Joan looks at the
plump  totally  exposed  vulnerable bottom of her sworn enemy and
feels  the weight of the weapon in her hand. She's going to enjoy
this! Joan, no longer caring that she's exposing her pubic mound,
measures her distance, pulls all the way back, and lets Mary have
a  full  force  swat. The strap lands with such a LOUD crack that
Amy,  who's  waiting  in  the outer office jumps in her seat; she
knows her turn is next.

Mary  yells, momentarily lets go of the desk but quickly puts her
hands  back  where they belong, kicks back and forth on her feet,
wiggles  her  bottom  every  which way, and starts crying loudly.
Miss  Edwards  admires  the  large  red  mark, which outlines the
strap,  growing  on the white cheeks. "Well done!" she says. Joan
watches Mary's wiggles and blooming red mark on her bottom and is
filled  with  a  feeling  of satisfaction and revenge; she almost
made  Mary  rub. Mary finally stops wiggling, and Joan's feelings
change  to  terror when Miss Edwards says "OK, change positions."
Joan  is  now sorry for hitting Mary so hard; Mary will certainly
show no mercy.

Mary  gets  up  from the desk and Miss Edwards has to again order
Joan  to lay over the desk. Mary takes the strap from Joan's hand
and  Joan  lays across the desk. Mary positions herself on Joan's
right  side;  Mary  is  left  handed. The burn in Mary's buttocks
encourages her to do her best on Joan's bottom. Mary measures her
distance  with the strap, quickly pulls back, and whips the strap
into  Joan's  bottom. Again the sound of the crack makes Amy jump
in the outer office.

Now  it's  Joan's  turn  to  enjoy  the  kiss  of  the strap. Her
performance is a little bit better than Mary's as she did not let
go of the desk. However, her wiggling lasts nearly twice as long.
When  Joan  stops wiggling, Miss Edwards announces "Well done. OK
round two, change positions."

Mary  is  now contrite as she again lays across the desk. Joan is
now  angry. The burn in her bottom reminds her of the hatred that
she  has for her enemy. She's also determined not to take anymore
swats;  she's  going  to  make  Mary  rub  her bottom. Joan again
measures  her  distance  and  lets  Mary have a swat with all her
strength.   Again,  Amy  jumps  in  the  outer  office  from  the
resounding  crack.  The  poor girl is in extreme distress knowing
that her turn is coming.

Mary  again  yells,  kicks her feet, and wiggles her bottom. But,
she doesn't let go of the desk. She's determined not to give Joan
the pardon nor the satisfaction.

The  two girls keep up their punishment, each one trying to break
the  other.  After  the 10th round, their bottoms are beyond red.
They  are  inflamed,  swollen,  and bruised. It's obvious to Miss
Edwards  that  they  cannot possibly take the full 50. But, she's
curious as to just how far they are both willing to go.

It  was  on round 14 that Joan's swat finally made Mary let go of
the desk. Mary dropped to the floor and rubbed her sore throbbing
bottom cheeks, crying with great sobs. "Well done Joan" says Miss
Edwards. Now if you can finish the round, then you'll be pardoned
the remainder."

"Come  now  Mary,  you look disgraceful. Get up. You still have a
chance  if  you can make Joan rub her bottom." says Miss Edwards.
Mary  painfully  gets  up as Joan again places herself across the
desk.  Mary  is  determined  not to give Joan the satisfaction of
breaking  her.  Mary  takes the strap in both hands, measures her
distance,  draws  back,  and  lets  Joan have the full force swat
across  the upper thigh of her right leg just below her buttocks.
Joan  screams,  jumps  up  off  the desk and rubs the burn in her
upper leg.

Miss  Edwards  exclaims "Very good Mary. It looks like Joan won't
get  her  pardon  after all." Joan complains that the swat wasn't
fair  as it hit her leg instead of her bottom. Miss Edwards rules
that  the  swat is legal; any part of her exposed anatomy is fair
game.

"Round  14,  over the desk Mary." Both girls yell that it's round
15.  Miss  Edwards explains that the previous round doesn't count
since both girls rubbed their bottoms. The girls reluctantly swap
positions.  As Joan is measuring her distance, determined to give
Mary  the  swat  on  her  upper  leg as Mary had done to her, she
thinks  about  the fact that there are still 37 more to go. She's
not  sure  about  Mary, but she know that she can't possible take
that  many  more;  She doesn't want even one more. She pulls back
the  strap  and hesitates. Miss Edwards asks "What's wrong." Joan
complains  that  it's  not  fair  to  have  to take 37 more. Miss
Edwards offers to finish giving the swats to Mary if she does not
wish  to.  Of course, Mary will still swat Joan. Joan ponders her
predicament  and  instead  decides  to  extend  a gambit to Mary.
Instead  of  striking  with  full  force,  she gently taps Mary's
bottom with the strap.

Mary  looks  back at Joan with confusion. Miss Edwards is smiling
to  herself,  she  finally  made  Joan  see  the futility of this
punishment,  and  perhaps of their continuing feud. Will Mary get
the  message?  Miss  Edwards  says  "Change places." Mary gets up
still  confused  thinking  that she just got off lightly for this
round.  As  Mary  is  about to strike Joan, she suddenly realizes
what  Joan  is  trying to do. Mary also gently taps Joan's bottom
with the strap.

Miss Edwards is overjoyed. "Round 15, change places." And so, the
punishment  charade  continues  through round 50. After Joan taps
Mary  for  swat 50, they switch places for the last time. As Mary
is about to give Joan the final "swat", she realizes that this is
the end. Joan will not have another chance to swat her. She pulls
back  and is about to give Joan a full force swat when she thinks
again, sighs and gently taps Joan's bottom.

Miss  Edwards has succeeded. She tells the two girls to stand up.
They  stand  up.  She  says "Now, I want you two to put your arms
around  each  other  and  kiss each other." The two former bitter
enemies  gently  hug  each other and tentatively press their lips
and  pubic mounds together. Miss Edwards says "I suggest that you
two  go  put some lotion on each other's bottoms." They both pick
up  their panties and skirts and walk out of Miss Edwards' office
carrying  their  clothes;  their  bottoms  are  too  sore to wear
anything.

And  now,  it's Amy's turn. Even though teachers are not supposed
to  show favoritism, and Miss Edwards does not, Amy is still Miss
Edwards favorite student. The 14 year old Amy is beautiful as she
nears the end of her metamorphoses from child to woman. Her waist
length blond hair and deep blue eyes adorn her angelic face. Miss
Edwards always has trouble concentrating during class when Amy is
sitting  in  front  of her. Now, she is about to spank the lovely
girl, even if it is only in a fantasy.

Miss  Edwards  calls to Amy to come into her office and close the
door behind her. Amy enters with her head down and somber look on
her  face. She heard all of the preceding punishments and saw the
two  glowing  bare bottoms which just left. She knows her offense
is the worse.

Miss  Edwards  enjoys herself as she toys with Amy as a cat would
play with a mouse. "So, I hear that you have acquired a taste for
literature.  Is  that  so?"  asks  Miss  Edwards.  "Yes mam." Amy
replies  meekly.  "And  just  what  is this book that you find so
fascinating?"  Amy  mumbles  something.  "Speak up child, I can't
hear  you!"  says  Miss Edwards. "The Pearl" Amy says in a barely
audible  voice.  "Ah, a Victorian Classic! At least you have good
taste.  However,  don't  you  think  you're  a little young to be
reading  such books?" "Yes mam." Amy replies. "And, self abuse is
not  be  tolerated  in this school. Do you understand?" "Yes mam"
Amy  again  says  keeping  her  eyes downcast. "Just what was the
story  that  got you so excited that you had to masturbate?" Miss
Edwards  enjoys  the  total  embarrassment  on  Amy's face as she
shifts  her feet and the blush blooms across her cheeks. Amy says
nothing, she's too embarrassed.

"You  know that you're going to be severely punished, don't you?"
Miss  Edwards  says  while tapping the palm of her left hand with
the  cane.  Amy's  look  is  now  one  of terror. "Oh please Miss
Edwards,  not  the  cane!"  Amy pleads. "Twenty!" is Miss Edwards
reply.  Amy  pleads  again but Miss Edwards is firm. Miss Edwards
says  "Get  undressed!"  "Oh  no, please Miss Edwards, not on the
bare!" Amy again pleads. "Stop arguing and get undressed!!!" Miss
Edwards  shouts.  Amy now realizes that her fate is sealed and no
further  arguments will be tolerated. She slowly reaches up under
her  skirt  and  pulls  down  her panties, steps out of them, and
leaves  them  on  the  floor. She then stands with her eyes still
downcast  waiting for the next order. Miss Edwards slams the cane
down on the desk and yells "Well??!!" Amy looks up with a look of
terror,  surprise and bewilderment. Miss Edwards says "I told you
to  get  undressed,  everything!"  Amy is nearly in tears. Surely
Miss  Edwards  wouldn't  make  her strip stark naked. The look on
Miss  Edwards  face confirms her worst fear and that Miss Edwards
is  tired of the procrastination. The tears run down Amy's cheeks
as she slowly does as told. She lays each item of clothing on the
sofa. She's obviously embarrassed to expose her body to the adult
teacher.  When  Amy  finishes, she stands sideways to her teacher
with  her  red  face  downcast, her right arm trying to cover her
breasts and her left hand covering her pubis.

Miss  Edwards  says "Shoes and socks also." Amy turns her back to
her teacher, bends down and removes her shoes and socks. She then
stands  up  with  her  back  still  to  her teacher. Miss Edwards
admires  the milky white buttocks that she is about to cane. Miss
Edwards  instructs  Amy  to  kneel on a padded arm chair with her
legs  on  the arms of the chair. She then tells the young girl to
lean  over  that  back  of  the  chair.  This  has  the effect of
spreading  her legs and exposing her vagina to full view from the
rear. Miss Edwards stands behind Amy to get the maximum view. She
then  positions  herself to the left of Amy and taps Amy's bottom
with the cane. The girl wiggles her hips and moans at the thought
of  the  coming  pain. Miss Edwards says "Remember, no rubbing or
the  stroke doesn't count." Amy is now crying loudly, even before
the first stroke.

Miss  Edwards  measures  her distance, draws back, and delivers a
biting  stroke  across  the  plumpest  part of Amy's buttocks. As
Amy's  bottom  wiggles  and the girl screams, Miss Edwards orgasm
explodes.

Miss  Edwards is again on her bed vigorously rubbing her clitoris
as  she enjoys the tremendous orgasm. Miss Edwards rolls onto her
side  and  thinks  "Damn,  I  can never get past the first stroke
before coming!"

As her orgasm subsided, Miss Edwards slowly came back to reality.
She  was  laying  on her side on her bed. She felt mild shame for
having  such  fantasies  about her students. But, no harm done as
it's  all  in  her  mind.  She  got up, went to the bathroom, and
washed  off  her slippery wet fingers. She was now tired and went
to bed. She realized how frustrating her sex life was. It was the
price she had to pay for her career.

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