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Hello Everyone, it’s me again … Chloe. Here I was frightened as I entered the school’s front office. I hadn’t done anything wrong in my life, and yet had been called to the office during school announcements to pick up a detention.

What .. I wondered, had I done to get a detention. I often smart-mouthed teachers, but had always stopped when warned that my behavior was out of line. Had some teacher decided at last to give me a detention, without warning me ?

Of course, it didn’t help that my home-life sucked. I mean really sucked. My mother and father had just divorced five years earlier, and since the divorce I hadn’t seen my father.

My mother had since taken to dating any man who might take interest in her. She would come home drunk,or sometimes not at all, no doubt spending the night in some man’s bed she didn’t even know. This I was sure didn’t help with my sassy attitude. I totally couldn’t wait to graduate high school, and ditch my home life. And now, here it was Monday, and my mom hadn’t even returned from a weekend trip to Las Vegas. What a slut !

The principal’s secretary, Ms. Miller, smiled as I entered the office, and motioned for me to sit on the front office couch.

“Ms. Miller, I thought,  I was supposed to pick … to pick up a … a um, a detention.”

“Principal  Clemons, will see you in a moment dear,” She said as she smiled. A middle-aged secretary.

So I sat down on the couch. My mind was  really going a thousand miles a minute, a visit with the principal ? Oh god, it must be worse than I thought. I tryed to replay all the events of my day, over and over inside my mind, wondering still what I might of done, in order to be where I was now. And the principal was a total freak, a short, fat, middle-aged, balding man. Gross !!

All the students disliked him, except some of the senior girls, they seemed to tease with him, almost, as if he were their favorite relative. It was probably some cruel joke they played on him, but he seemed to enjoy the attention. I, however, was totally repulsed by the man. I had already decided in my mind,  to give him major attitude if I had to see him for a detention, expecially one I didn’t even deserve.

After several minutes of wondering what I had done, and who it was that might have written me a detention, Ms. Miller’s intercom buzzed.

“Is Chloe there?”

“Yes Mr. Clemons, she is.”

“I’ll see her now.”

Ms. Miller stood, looked over at me and said, “The principal will see you now Chloe.”

I stood up and walked to the principal’s door, I didn’t know if I should knock or just enter, but I decided to play the rebel. I threw the thick door open, and stomped in, standing there with my hands on my hips, as if almost bored that my time was being taken.

Once inside I saw Mr. Clemons seated at his large oak desk. But I backed up a bit when I turned and also saw Mr. Allen, my home room teacher, sitting in a chair to the left of me, facing the door. My mind raced once again, trying to remember all the things I might have said that would of upset Mr. Allen, enough to merit a detention.

I had certainly made my share of smart ass remarks to him, there was no doubt about that, but never anything too bad, or anyway I didn’t think so. Mr. Allen was a big man, who obviously worked out. Many of the girls, (including myself), had a crush on him. Both men were looking at me now. And suddenly, I started to squirm, shifting from one leg to the other, fidgetting with my skirt nervously.

“Please close the door behind you Chloe, and sit down,” Mr. Clemons says pointing out the chair in front of his desk. I was a little startled, but quickly complied.

Once I was seated Mr. Clemons said, “Chloe, I am very disappointed in you.”

Sitting on the edge of my seat, I waited to hear what I had done wrong.

“Your mother tells me you need a male authority figure in your life, to give you discipline. I agree. As the two of us, have just married this weekend, and felt it best I tell you first, I am your new father now, and will see to it that you are brought up properly, young lady.”

My mind went blank .. I was in complete shock. WTF ????

And he continued … “I am a very physical man, and want to show you my genuine affection. So why don’t you come sit in daddy’s lap ?”

I looked over at him with total disgust, but Mr. Allen pulled me to my feet and guided me around the table. He pushed me into Mr. Clemon’s lap where I started to squirm to get free. But I could feel Mr. Clemon’s erect penis,bulging against my ass as he held me down with both hands on my hips.

Mr. Allen grabbed me by the shoulders and shook me, really hard. Once he had my attention he glared into my eyes, until I stopped resisting, now allowing Mr. Clemon’s to hold me still in his lap.

“That’s better,” said the perverted principal, “Daddy is just excited at having his young daughter’s beautiful firm ass squirming in his lap. You’ll get used to it.”

“You’re sick !” I yelled.

Mr. Clemon’s pushed me off his lap, and stood up pushing me now into Mr. Allen’s arms.

“See ? That’s what I mean. You need discipline, and I will give it to you young lady.”

Mr. Allen pushed my upper body down on the principal’s desk, and pulled my skirt up around my hips. I gasped, as I suddenly felt my little pantied ass, exposed to the both men. I felt a rough hand yank my panties down around my knees. Now my ass was completely naked to the two men.

“No, please !” I screamed. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me.

Mr. Allen grabbed me by the back of the neck, and held me down on the desk. I tried to escape, my pretty little ass now bouncing on Principal Clemon’s desk. Making both their cocks buldge, in the confines of their pants. As they just looked at each other and smiled.

“Oh god, please let me go !” I cryed. “I’ll be good, I promise.”

“I’m sure you will,” laughed, Mr. Clemon’s, “I’m sure that you’ll be my very best little girl Chloe.”

Mr. Clemon’s then brought the palm of his hand down hard on my exposed ass.

*Smack !* .. as it crashed down against my little bottom.

“Owwwwwwwwwwwwww !”

*Smack !* .. again it came, without warning.

“Owwwwwwwwww ! Please !” I cryed out.

*Smack !*

“Fuck you, Fuck you both !” .. I screamed.

*SMACK !* .. even harder this time.

“Ow, ow, owwwwwwwww …”  I cried. The last slap I felt on my upturned ass had hurt like hell, and I gasped for breath.

“Are you going to be good now ?” demanded Mr. Clemon’s.

“Owwwwww ! What ?” I asked, in a soft, whimpering voice.

*Smack !* … unexpectantly came another blow to my lil reddened bottom.

“Yes, oh yes, I’m going to be good now, I promise !”  I cried. At this point, I would agree to anything, just to stop the spanking to my now sore ass.

“Good girl,” Mr. Clemon’s whispered to me. He took some ointment out of his desk and rubbed some on my sore reddened bottom. The cool cream soothed me and felt good, and I couldn’t help but moan in relief as I felt the same hand that had inflicted pain to me, also rub it away.

“Are you going to obey Daddy now ?” Mr. Clemon’s asked me.

“Yes, Yes, I am,” I responded quickly.

*Smack !* .. came another unexpected crash to my bare bottom.

“Owwwwwwwww ! What .. what did I say wrong ?”  I asked, almost demanding to know why my ass all that more sensitive now, even after the comforting of the lotion.

“When you answer me, you will say ‘yes daddy’ or ‘no daddy,’ do you understand Chloe ?”

“Yes…daddy,”  I responded obediently, anything to stop the pain.

“That’s better, now get on your knees and suck my dick.”

“What ?” I gasped in surprise as I looked at him.

“I said suck Daddy’s dick, and remember how you are supposed to answer me, or I’ll spank your ass so hard, that you won’t be able to sit for a week !”

“Yes Daddy,” I whispered as I cowered by his threat. I sank reluctantly to my knees between Mr. Clemon’s legs. Confused now and vulnerable, I didn’t know if I could do this, but my sore ass demanded that I comply.

Mr. Allen walked around beside Mr. Clemon’s. In his hand he held a video camera pointed down at me. I felt complete humiliation now, knowing that I was being recorded. And not certain as to who all might be seeing this. I didn’t know if I could continue.

“Suck Daddy’s dick Chloe,” Mr. Clemon’s repeated to me, pressing the large bulge in his pants up to my lips.

I froze momentairly, staring at the camera lens as Mr. Clemon’s rubbed his bulging pants against my face.

“That’s it Chloe, watch the camera,” Mr. Allen softly whispered to me, while filming my humiliation.

“Take Daddy’s cock out of his pants Chloe,” Mr. Clemon’s said to me.

I didn’t respond at first. Mr. Clemon’s glared down at me, and asked, “Do you want another spanking slut ?”

I whimpered.

“Well then you better take Daddy’s cock out and suck it then whore. And remember to answer Daddy when he talks to you.”

Answering him was probably more humiliating than anything, to have to actually acknowledge him.”Yes Daddy,”  I whispered, almost gritting my teeth and unbuckling Mr. Clemon’s pants, as I fumbled at the button.

Mr. Clemon’s impatiently pushed my hands away and unbuttoned his pants, unzipped them and pulled them down. His cock strained at his boxers. “Well, come on Chloe, I’m waiting. Take my dick out, and put it in your mouth little girl.”

Subdued now, I did exactly as I was told. Mr. Allen captured my submission on tape, recording my every move as I took my new Daddy’s dick into my mouth. Feeling it slide along the length of my tongue.

“Oh, that’s a good slut,” Mr. Clemon’s whispered, in pleasure, “Now suck on Daddy’s hard cock. Show him what a good little girl you are Chloe.”

My cheeks bulged with Mr. Clemon’s cock, I looked up miserably at the camera and did exactly as I was told, sucking on the intruding dick that filled my now small mouth. Mr. Clemon’s grabbed my head impatiently, and pushed his cock in and out of my mouth, abusing me to his satisfaction.

“Oh that’s a good little girl,” the principal said as he fucked my mouth, “take all of Daddy’s cock.” My throat expanded with each thrust of Mr. Clemon’s cock, as it went in and out of my mouth, then my nose buried with each thrust into his pubic hairs. I could feel myself gagging and choking on his massive cock. I continued to whimper, and make moaning sounds, as he pushed his cock further and further into my tiny lil’ mouth.

“Look at the camera Chloe,” Mr. Allen said, when I  lowered my eyes in shame. I looked again at the camera as it recorded every cock thrust, and my eyes started to tear up.

“Okay Chloe, you can stop.” Mr.Clemon’s announced. Mr. Allen stopped the camera as well, as I was then led to the principal’s leather couch in front of his desk.

“In the next scene you are going to ride Daddy’s dick in your pussy. You are going to tell us how much you love Daddy’s cock, and how you want to feel me cum inside you.”

I began to sob, and almost scream at what Mr. Clemon’s proposed. He slapped me once in the face…hard. Completely stunned, I quieted down quickly. “That’s not the response Daddy taught you. You are to answer ‘yes daddy’ when I tell you what to do. Anything else, and I’ll spank your ass till you can’t sit on it again. Understand?”

“Yes Daddy,” I replied softly, lacking spirit at this point, and surrendering completely to his Dominance.

“Good girl,” if you behave Daddy won’t have to spank your ass again.”

Mr. Clemon’s sat down looking up at me with a smile as I stood in front of him. Mr. Allen turned on the camera again, once again I stood there uncertain in front of the couch.

“Take off your panties and come sit in Daddy’s lap,” Mr. Clemon’s said to me with a smile.

I looked down to see my panties,which were still wrapped around my lower thighs.I started to pull them down as I’d been told, or rather ordered by daddy.

“No, silly girl, do it sexy,” Mr. Clemon’s ordered at this point.

Afraid to say anything, but miserably I asked him, “How ?”

Perhaps exhausted Mr. Clemon’s said, “dance Chloe, like when you want a boy to notice you, only slowly, roll your hips suggestively, and pull your panties down slowly, sexy, like a little stripper.”

I bit my lower lip, obviously suffering at this point, shifting around, as I tried my best to comply. Mr. Allen followed my movements with that damn video camera. And I was feeling more and more humiliated, by both men.

After some time had passed, and a dance that seemed to satisfy daddy, I stood straddled over his hard cock, my panties now lying on the floor beneath me. My plaid school skirt still hiding my privates, and my white cotton shirt and push up bra, now hid my small firm tits. The principal quickly pulled my skirt up so that the camera could catch all the action.

“That’s a good girl,” Mr. Clemon’s said, “now put my hard dick in your pussy Chloe.”

I froze again, momentarily, uncertain, until Mr. Clemon’s bellowed out at me, “Get on my dick NOW, you little slut !”

Frightened by his sudden outburst, and afraid of another spanking I held his cock up with one hand, and obediently pushed my hips down onto it. Mr. Clemon’s moaned as my lil teen pussy descended down the shaft of his cock.

“That’s better,” he whispered into my left ear as Mr. Allen zoomed in on the penetration of my cunt. Mr. Clemon’s allowed me a moment, then he became impatient, “now ride my dick in your pussy, ride it Chloe,” he said.

Crying now, I raised myself up off his shaft and then sank back down onto it, then again raised up and sank back down on it, feeling Mr. Clemon’s hard cock slide inside me with each long thrust I made. While he continued to moan out loudly.

“That’s it. Now roll your hips forward, so that your pussy pulls on my dick as you go up it, and then back as you go down. Massage my dick with your pussy, baby girl.” He ordered.

I did exacly as he told me, riding Mr. Clemon’s dick, like a proper whore. Mr. Allen zoomed out from my thrusting crotch, to capture more of my wanton ride, as I continued to ride daddy’s cock faster. He filmed me from behind, making sure to catch my small bubble butt as my pussy pulled up the cock, before sliding myself back on it, over and over. Mr. Clemon’s held my skirt up in the back, so the camera could catch it all.

“Good girl,” he said with approval. Do you like riding Daddy’s dick ?”

I didn’t want to answer, but I knew better than to risk Mr. Clemon’s wrath, “Yes, Daddy,” I said grudgingly.

Once bathing in the wonderful sensations of my lil’ teen pussy as I rode his cock, Mr. Clemon’s didn’t hesitate now to torment me with the reminder of the camera.

“Do you want Daddy to cum in you baby girl ?” He asked me mischievously. Oh he knew exactly what he was doing, as did I.

I froze .. on top his cock, frightened once again at the seriousness of his question.

“I didn’t tell you to stop slut !”

*Smack !!*

Mr. Clemon’s hand came down crashing onto my bottom, spanking my ass so hard that I fell down his shaft letting out a sharp yelp, “Ooowww !!”

“Ride my cock whore, or I’ll fucking spank your ass with a paddle as I fuck that pretty little cunt of your’s !”

I started to cry again, but resumed my ride on his cock.

Mr. Allen had walked behind the couch now filming my face, as I unwillingly took dick into my now vulnerable pussy. I couldn’t help but look miserably at the camera, as Mr. Allen filmed my moment of degrading.

“Tit’s,” Mr. Allen whispered.

Mr. Clemon’s then stopped, “Unbutton your shirt for the camera slut.”

Tears now rolling along my cheeks, as I unbuttoned my white cotton blouse. Once unbuttoned it fell open revealing my bra. Mr. Clemon’s pulled my shirt off and threw it to the side, then reached up and unclasping my bra. My bra fell down onto our joined crotches, and Mr. Allen filmed my now exposed tits and erect nipples.

“You can ride me again slut,” Mr. Clemon’s said in what sounded more like an order. Mr. Allen filmed my face as I squeezed my eyes shut, to the image of what I was doing with my body. He zoomed out again to catch my sweet little 34B tits as they barely bounced up and down, while I obediently rode Mr.Clemon’s dick.

Mr. Clemon’s pulled my skirt up again so the camera could catch a glance of my pussy riding his cock, engulfed in my tender moist pussy lips.

“Tell me how much you want Daddy’s sperm in your little cunt Chloe.” Mr. Clemon’s teased.

“Please don’t cum in me Daddy,” I said miserably as my tight pussy massaged his dick.

“But don’t you want to feel how much I love you daughter ? Don’t you want to feel Daddy cum ?”

I didn’t want him coming inside me, but I knew that wasn’t what Mr. Clemon’s wanted to hear. So I decided to remain silent.

But Mr. Clemon’s wanted my answer .. “Daddy asked you a question baby girl, don’t you want to feel daddy’s cum ?”

Miserably now, I answered, “Yes Daddy.”

“Yes what baby girl ? Tell Daddy what it is you want.”

“I want Daddy’s cum.” I shouted angerly.

“You want Daddy to cum in your pussy baby girl ?” he continued to pull, tormenting me for the sake of the camera.

“Yes Daddy,” I repeated, a little softer now, as Mr. Clemon’s cock filled my pussy.

“Okay, baby girl,” Mr. Clemon’s whispered as his cock swelled up, his balls now tightening, empting his seed into my fertile little teen pussy, “Here I cum,” he shouted.

“Nooooooooooo !” I screamed, as Mr. Clemon’s pulled my hips down firmly onto his lap. His cock pulsating rhythmatically, spurt after spurt of cum filling my cunt and pushing up past my cervix. “Oh, Noooooooooo !!” I cryed.

“Daddy’s giving you a baby, sweetie. Do you feel my sperm impregnating you ?”

I could feel Mr. Clemon’s cock spasm and I dreaded that what he said, might be true. I just continued to sob quietly, as he pushed me down on top of him, nuzzling his face between my breast. After each pulse I felt from Mr. Clemon’s cock, my pussy would squeeze against it unwillingly, instinctively milking him of his cum.

“That’s it, take all of Daddy’s cum baby. You little whore.” He said with pleasure.

I felt sperm flooding my womb, and my own body betraying me as it clamped onto his cock for more.

“Now Chloe, tell Daddy you are a slut,” whispered Mr. Clemon’s.

“I ..” I couldn’t do it, I couldn’t get myself to say the words.

“Your body knows you are a slut. Feel how sloppy wet that pussy is Chloe, as it eagerly squeezes onto Daddy’s cock for more cum ? Admit it baby girl, you are a slut.”

I am a slut, I thought to myself. “I am a slut,” I repeated, only out load this time. Mr. Allen zoomed in on my face as it reflected my newfound knowledge, my will crumbling. Complete surrender !!

“Say it again, for the viewers Chloe,” Mr. Clemon’s ordered.

“I’m a slut,” I whispered obediently, looking up at the camera lens.

Mr. Clemon’s smiled in satisfaction, as his dick spurt more cum into my little pussy.

Mr. Allen walked around in front of the couch and knelt down to film my pussy filled with cock and leaking access sperm around it, along the Principal’s balls and onto the floor.

I was then allowed to get up, dress, and was told by my ‘new daddy’ that my lessons did not end here.

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