Kate’s Story – Part Fifteen

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Kate has other ideas on Speech day

Speech Day is a very important event in any school calendar….the day of rewards and awards, where all the good girls proudly walk up on stage to collect certificates, cups, and accolades.

The naughty girls are told to behave, and basically keep out of the way.

Kate as you know has been caught doing all sorts of things, and mostly it was to do with masturbating with things she shouldn’t. Who can forget the cane handle or the school bell incident!

So Kate set off to school, dressed beautifully, like all the other girls for this special day. But ‘Speech Day? Me? Really?!?’ thought Kate.’No!’

Nearly all the staff, students, and parents of good girls were all in the assembly hall, which meant that classrooms, normally occupied, were empty.

‘God! I love Speech Days!’ Kate chuckled to herself at the thought of the good girls getting their good girl rewards. ‘It’s time for this naughty girl to get her reward!’

She walked down corridors normally teaming with schoolgirls and noise. I wonder why she has her hockey stick? There are no games today.

She walked from room to room in the stillness. Distant traffic, bird call, and the noise of the school building creaking were her only company. She began to feel sexual anticipation, down below.

Room after room just did not seem quite right, she did not know what she was looking for, but knew she would find the right one…no rush. Somebody had just got the first award, she heard distant applause.

She found one which was just right…perfect! And went in, deliberately leaving the door as open as it could be…wide open.

The spanking stool that every class room had was in position, the cane and other implementS rested here and there.

She opened a window, wide, it was late spring, the heating was still in use. But it wasn’t for temperature control, she opened it, like the door out of naughtiness. She expected a loud orgasm, and wanted the noise of it to fly!

She arranged a couple of things and found a suitable desk.

Then she said, rather loudly…

“I am now going to take my knickers off, play with my pussy, then fuck myself with my hockey stick!”

The words flew out of the window and down the corridor, and in the distance she heard clapping from the school hall. She smiled, ‘oh? Is that for me? I had better do a good performance then!’

In the hall a good girl sat down with her award, and as suspected, nobody even realised Kate was not there…

She took her knickers off.

The cool air in the silent classroom washed over her bottom, suddenly making the lovely ‘naughty girl feeling’ rise inside her, and the vulnerability of being caught with no knickers on made her pussy twitch.

Even the feel of the knicker elastic sliding down her thigh sent a thrill up her, and seeing them down to her knees did the same. “Oh I am so naughty!”

“Oh my God, just imagine Mr Jones walking in now, I would be bent over here for a right good spanking!”

She deliberately stretched her white panties, and the spreading of her pussy as she did, made her feel exposed.

The knickers slid off, gracefully…She smacked her bottom and gripped her cheek, squeezing it.

She hung them on the hockey stick, which amused her.

She heard more applause from the school hall, another good girl getting her reward. “I prefer my reward, a good orgasm for being so naughty!” She said quite loudly.

Still the clock ticked, the corridor was silent, birds sang. She began to tickle her clit with her fingers and caress her slippy slit.


Her first orgasm soon showed its first signs, her bottom bobbed up and down faster and faster, and Kate talked louder and dirtier!

“Ooooooh I’m fingering my cunt ever so hard, I’ve took my knickers off…come and have a good look, watch me force all my fingers in and spread it for you, ohhh yes…I’m cumming….ooooh I’m cumming, come and spank my bottom someone…Oooooh Yesss I am such a naughty…….naughty girl!”

The orgasms came in quick spasms, it drove her wild, she screamed and almost went cross eyed…

Oh wow! She diddled her clit like a virtuoso would a violin, she produced a masterpiece in her cunt!

After what must have been nine or ten orgasms she was out of control, her young lithe body had stamina to spare, she picked up the hockey stick and plunged the smooth bulbous end into her pussy…..up and down, and in and out it rubbed and rubbed.

She grabbed the handle and quickly wanked it up and down the front of her cunt! She came again and again…making loud whore like groans and grunts.

Her pussy was getting sore, but it did not stop her from laying the hockey stick on the desk, turning it so the club end such up like a stubby cock. She straddled it, and like a witch on a broom she grasped it, then sunk down on it and fucked the wooden hockey cock for England!

A loud squeal and a ‘fuuuucking heeeelllllll fffffire! Shot down the corridor and through the window.

Nobody heard her, nobody caught her. I think it was time she had a victory!

The Speech Day finished and everyone filed out, she joined them and made her way to the gates. I bumped into her…”goodnight Sir, good speech!”

“Thank you Kate.” I smiled, maybe the example of all those good girls has made her think about her behaviour, perhaps my speech has inspired her.

Sometimes the teaching profession is so rewarding.

More to come…Asa

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