The Detention

The Detention The Detention

Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

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Status: In Progress

Genre: Erotica

Summary

After serving unwarranted detention after school, Melody discovers something going on.

Summary

After serving unwarranted detention after school, Melody discovers something going on.

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Submitted: December 10, 2016

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Submitted: December 10, 2016

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The Detention

Melody sat alone in the detention center, pissed at being there because it wasn’t her fault. She and another girl in her senior class, Debbie, had been arguing, something started by the other girl, and when Debbie slapped Melody, she slapped back. Unfortunately, the principal, Miss Varney only saw Melody doing the slapping.

The other girl denied it, of course, and now Melody had to stay here, unattended until the end of the school day. A camera did the monitoring of the students in detention, and the feed went right into a screen in the principal’s office.

She entertained herself by reading a book, and became so engrossed in it that she lost track of the time. When she looked up to check the time on the clock on the wall, she realized she had stayed an extra twenty minutes. “Shit!” she cursed to herself, “Why hadn’t the principal come to dismiss me when my time was up?”

Melody gathered her belongings and proceeded to the principal’s office to report in and to go home. Walking down the empty and quiet corridors of the high school, she hated that she would have to call her Mom for a ride home because the buses had all left.

The door to Miss Varney’s office was closed, so Melody looked in the window in the center of the door to see if the principal was in her office. What she saw made her gasp out loud, fortunately not audible to anyone on the other side of the door.

Miss Varney was in her swivel chair, leaning back with her legs wide open, straddling a girl on her knees in front of the chair. The girl’s back was to the door, so Melody could not tell who it was.  Miss Varney faced the door but her eyes were closed. There was a calm look of satisfaction on her face. Her skirt was draped over the girl’s head, but it was obvious to Melody what was going on.

She was tempted to throw open the door and surprise and expose both of them, but something made her stand still and watch. She began to feel a warm feeling creeping through her body. When Miss Varney bit her lower lip and flipped her skirt up off the girl’s head, Melody felt a wetness between her legs. The girl was holding the principal’s panties out of the way so she could use her mouth on Miss Varney’s pussy.

The principal put her hands on the sides of the girl’s head and actually humped herself against the girl’s face. Melody looked up and down the empty hallway and slowly slipped a hand down inside the waist of her skirt and into her panties. She nearly whimpered out loud when her fingers slid over her clit.

Suddenly Miss Varney grabbed the edge of her desk and moved to a standing position. The girl’s mouth never moved away from her task. She kept her position as the principal held the girl’s head in place and gently eased her down onto her back on the floor by the desk. Miss Varney pulled her skirt up over head to take it off and Melody got a brief view of the girl’s face.

It was Debbie! Debbie the bitch who did NOT get detention for fighting. Miss Varney switched to a squatting position over Debbie with a foot on either side of the girl’s head. Melody could now see exactly what Debbie was doing for the principal. But the principal was taking over, raking her crotch back and forth over the girl’s nose, mouth and chin.

Debbie lay like a robot with her arms lying by her sides, showing no emotion. Her eyes were looking up at the face of her principal. They were closer to the door now and Melody could hear Miss Varney talking.

“That’s it, dear, just let me do what I need,” she moaned, “If you do this for me once in a while, you’ll never have detention no matter who you slap.”

Melody’s fingers stopped rubbing her clit when she heard Miss Varney’s comment. So the principal had seen the fight and that Debbie had slapped her first! She was livid, but then realized that this could be used to her advantage. Miss Varney climaxed on the other girl’s face as she yanked her hair and pulled Debbie harder against her pussy. Debbie seemed unfazed.

When the principal stood up and straightened her panties and put her skirt back on, Debbie climbed out from under her. Melody moved so she would not be seen through the window. The principal put a hand on Debbie’s shoulder. “Thank you, dear; you’re getting very good at that.”

“Thank you Miss Varney. May I go now?” asked Debbie.

“Of course you can, dear. Would you mind stopping by the detention center and tell Melody that she can leave now?”

“Sure; no problem,” replied Debbie. “Do you still want me to come in Friday after the last class?”

“Yes, if you don’t mind, Debbie. There is something new that you can do for me that I think you might find exciting.”

“Okay; see you then,” Debbie answered. As Debbie turned to come to the door, Melody could see that her face was shiny and still wet with the principal’s secretions. Melody yanked her hand out of her skirt and ran down the hallway back to the detention center.

Melody rushed back to her seat, hoping that Miss Varney was still ignoring the screen showing the detention room. In a couple of minutes, Debbie stuck her head in the door. “Mel, that bitch Varney said you could go, and I’m sorry about the detention. I’ll make it up to you later.”

“I hope so, that was mean, Debbie!”

“I know; I’m so sorry,” Debbie said apologetically.

“Why are you still here so late yourself?” Melody asked, wondering how Debbie would explain her presence.

“I stay three days a week after my last class. Miss Varney is tutoring me.”

Melody thought to herself, “Yeah, cunnilingus 101.” But she let it go and decided that when she got home she would begin to think about her plan of action.

“Can you give me a ride home, Deb?” Melody asked.

“Sure; that’s the least I can do for you,” Debbie said.

(So, readers, does anybody have some suggestions on the best scenario here for the sequel?”)

 

 


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