make sure that you never get another job. Do I make myself perfectly clear?'
'Yes, Mary Frances,' Kris said and looked down at his shoes like a little boy called on the carpet in the principal's office.
'You are going to get enough pussy around her to keep fifty men satisfied, but you are going to get it only when and if and how I tell you you can. Do you understand?'
'Yes, Mary Frances.'
'Your first responsibility is to be ready to service me whenever I call on you. Your cock is mine to command. Now, there are plenty of girls here who will be in need of your services as well. Nice, young, teenage cunt, just the way you like it. But don't you lay a finger on a one of them until I tell you that you can. It'll be stud heaven for you, if you don't get greedy and fuck it up for yourself.'
'Yes, Mary Frances.'
'I'm not going to tell you how, but I have ways of knowing everything that goes on in this school. Every little thing. Don't try and pull any tricks on me if you know what's good for you.'
'Yes, Mary Frances.'
'If those girls get you so horny that you can't stand it any longer, you just come to Mary Frances, and she'll take the stiffness out of it for you,' she smiled. 'I saw the way you were looking at them at dinner. Which one did you like the best?'
'That dark-haired one, the older girl,' he said eagerly.
'Valerie? I like your taste. You shall have Valerie, say next week, if you prove to me what a good boy you can be. How about that? Will that make a nice treat for the big cock?' she asked playfully.
He grabbed his crotch and massaged his hardening prong. 'You're the best, Mary Frances, but she sure is a cute little piece!'
'Don't give me that crap,' she said, but she was pleased at the compliment nonetheless. 'You are hot after anything that's got a pussy between its legs, and you can't fool me with your flattery. Go on with you now, I know what a man likes. You like a little variety, don't you? One cunt is never enough to satisfy a man.'
'Jeez! Miss Ferguson, you're the best boss a guy ever had!' He was grinning and rubbing his hand across the growing bulge in his pants.
'Come here, Kris, let me take care of that far you,' she said with an answering smile. She unbuckled his belt and opened his pants as he stood in front of her. His thick cock flapped out halfway up in her hands. She admired the brown curls of cock hair around its base and the awesome thickness and length of it even when it was still limber. She curled her fingers around the head and slipped his foreskin back to show the dark ruby color of the knob as it filled and swelled with blood.
She was getting in the mood pretty rapidly, but she had some other plans for that night, so she licked her lips and slid his cock into her mouth.
She ran the tip of her tongue around the crest of his cock head and flicked it back and forth across the narrow band of skin on the underside of his shaft.
Kris moaned in delight and held her head in his hands. He was careful not to cram the whole thing down her throat and choke her with it. She was the boss, after all. He waited until she had him throbbing with barely controllable passion, then she played with his nuts with both of her hands until she felt them churning around in their hairy sac. He was ready to blow off his load, so she pushed her head forward until his cock knob was pressed against the back of her throat. She took a deep breath and then forced his fucker into her throat. God Almighty! What a feeling! It was so damned tight back there, and her swallowing muscles just ate him right up, pulling and clamping on his prong and sucking the cum right out of his balls.
She fed him down her gullet until his cock head was somewhere inside her neck. Her tongue was lashing back and forth across his cum tube, and one hand was stroking his shaft while the other was juggling his balls for him. He roared like a lion and blasted off another load of his tangy jism, feeling it rushing along the length of his dong and getting pulled right out of him by her throat. She was tugging on his balls and twisting them, trying to squeeze the last drops of his cream out of him. It hurt a little, only because it felt so fucking good!!
When he had drained the last of his fuck juice into her mouth, she pulled him out with a plop and took a breath of air. Then she licked him clean and tucked his wilted dick back into his pants for him with a pat. He stood there while she zipped him back up, snapped his pants and buckled his belt for him.
'Run along now, Kris, and remember to be good, now!' She sent him off to his room where he spent the rest of the night with his worn out dick in his hand trying to make sure that the whole day wasn't just the wildest wet dream he had ever had in his life.
That wasn't enough to satisfy Mary Frances Ferguson, though. She went from her sitting room into the office and took out the key to the secret room behind her desk. She unlocked the door and stepped inside, flicking on the light switch to reveal a small television studio. Unknown to all the others at the Ferguson School, there was a complete television system set up in every room on the campus. Miniature television cameras were concealed in the ceilings and walls all over the place.
There was a bank of monitors at the control board and a big screen in the center. Mary Frances sat down in the big swivel chair in front of the control panel and turned on the system. Since there were few people in the school as yet, most of the monitors showed empty rooms.
Mary Frances turned the dials until Kris appeared on the big screen walking down the corridor in the boys' wing of the dormitories, headed toward his room. She followed him from one camera to the next until he got to his room. She turned the dial again, and another dormitory room sprang up on the screen, this one in the girls' wing of the building. A dark-haired girl was sitting at her desk, doodling on a pad of paper in front of her. Miss Ferguson turned up the magnification and saw that the girl was drawing big, fat cocks on the paper. Her other hand was down under the desk, but Mary Frances could guess what it was doing down there.
She reached forward and pressed the switch on the intercom. 'Valerie?'
The girl jumped a little as the woman's voice interrupted her thoughts. 'Yes, Miss Ferguson?' she said, but she didn't pull her fingers out of her cunt. She didn't know that Miss Mary Frances could see her as well as hear what was going on.
Mary Frances smiled as she saw the girl looking at the intercom box and diddling her own hot little box at the same time. She was pleased to see the fingers speeding up their strokes. She pressed down the bar, 'Valerie, would you like to come up to my room? I thought we might share a glass of sherry together before bedtime.'
Valerie grinned a knowing grin and licked her lips, her eyes bright and dark gleaming. She had been to Miss Ferguson's room for a glass of sherry before. 'I'll be right up,' she said with delight.
Mary Frances turned off the set and went back to her sitting room. She slipped out of her clothes quickly and put on a heavy brocaded dressing gown with a fur collar to wait for Valerie. A few minutes later, Valerie let herself in and shut the door behind her. She, too, was dressed in bathrobe and slippers. She had her toothbrush and toothpaste in her hand.
'Whatever did you bring that for?' Mary Frances asked in puzzlement.
Valerie grinned. 'That new girl, the redhead, Belinda, had her door open, so I pretended that I was going down to the shower room to get ready for bed. She's creepy, Mary Frances. She looks like a million dollars with that creamy skin of hers and those big, soft tits, but she just sits and stares all the time unless you come up and talk to her. What's going on with her?'
'She's had a hard time, dear. You just leave her to me. She'll need a little taking care of before she gets used to the school.' She got up and poured a single glass of sherry from the wine decanter on the sideboard. She took a tiny sip of the sweet wine and sat down on the couch. Valerie smiled as she patted the cushion next to her and invited her to join her.
They were soon drinking wine directly from each other's mouths, tongues darting back and forth between honey-sweet lips. Their hands went roving too, delving into their dressing gowns to discover the soft delights of their tits. And then lower and better, as gentle fingers tangled in the curls of their cunt hair and parted the soft moist lips of their pussies. Valerie felt the little rod of Mary Frances' clit throbbing under her fingertips, and her own little trigger was responding the same way to the older woman's caresses.
Mary Frances opened the girl's robe to expose her pert tits, the delicate tapering of her waist, the swell of her young hips and the dark nest of curls in her crotch. Valerie did the same for her, sighing inner pleasure at seeing the rich curves and full maturity of the older woman. She took one of Mary Frances' taut nipples into her hungry mouth and sucked its tender firmness against her tongue. Her fingers were infinitely gentle despite her
