St Roses

The Headmaster

As the class trecked off to the next lesson, Stella marched off down the hall in the opposite direction until she reached the door of the headmasters office. She barged in without even knocking and smirked at what she saw.

Mr Weaver was in his sixties, he had a full head of short grey hair, green eyes and he hid a weak chin behind a grey beard. he was on the chubby side and walked with his back slightly hunched.

The headmaster was sat at his desk with a pair of white panties in his hand that he was sniffing. he paused and glowered up at Stella but made no attempt to hide what he was doing. Stella knew all his dirty secrets, she had been barging in like this ever since the first day she had started at St Roses. on that first day she had caught him playing with his penis while sniffing a pair of panties.

"Have you heard of a thing called knocking miss Blackwell"

Stella shut the door and looked smugly at the headmaster

"Where is the fun in that?" she gestured at the panties "Who are you remembering today?"

Mr Weaver toyed with the panties in his hands

"You don't know her, she left over five years ago. these are from when she was thirteen. now is there a reason for your visit?"

Stella put her hands on her hips and looked disgustedly at the plain white panties

"I need to put a beat down on that little goth bitch! she is making me look weak in front of the rest of the class!"

Mr Weaver took one last sniff of the panties then got up and walked over to an oak cupboard in the corner of the room and opened it up. Inside was full of rows of hooks and on each hung a pair of girls panties. Above each hook was a label with a name, age and year. He hung the panties on an empty hook then closed and locked the door before speaking

"As i told you on the first day that Julia started, it would be unwise to mess with her"

He walked over to the window and stared out. the window looked out over the courtyard below and across the road. Mr Weaver gazed for a long time at the run down house, number 10.

He beckoned for Stella to join him at the window. she scowled out at the house

"What? is that where she lives? that's too high class for her!"

Mr Weaver scowled at Stella

"You know as well as the rest of the town that house has been empty for twenty years now!"

"So why are you looking at it like your scared? and why cant I give the bride of chucky the beat down she deserves?"

"Miss Blackwell. I strongly suggest that you keep away from Julia Blake"

Stella crossed her arms and glared at the headmaster

"I'm not scared of her!"

"You should be, even as powerful as your family are, they couldn't protect you if you get involved with her"

Stella sat on the desk and deliberately left her legs open to flash her panties at the headmaster, a curious look crossed her face

"Why? who is she? is she Triad? Yakuza? what are her connections?"

Mr weaver sat down in his chair and took a good long look at Stella's red lacy panties before replying

"You are not ready to know. but trust me, even if every gang in the world banded together it wouldn't help"

Stella ran a hand over her panties and began to stroke her vagina through the thin material, she had a wicked look in her eyes

"Come on, just tell me. it cant be that bad"

Mr Weaver continued to watch as Stella stroked herself

"I really cant tell you, its more than my life is worth. now we need to address this issue of you barging in"

Stella smirked again and peeled her panties down, she let them hang around her ankles and looked at the headmaster and spoke in a sexy voice

"Are you going to use your rod of correction on me?"

Mr Weaver stood up and smiled as he unbuttoned his trousers