Subject: FANTASIA: Hurting Jill - Part 5
From: an117711@anon.penet.fi

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                 HURTING JILL by V.P. Viddler
                  Part Five - The Principal

    Danny was sitting in the office of Dr. Harry, the school
principal.

   "I'm most disappointed in you, Darrow," Dr. Harry was saying.
"This last month the quality of your work has declined
precipitously. In fact, you have slid so far down that I can do
nothing but warn you that you will fail this entire term. And
perhaps I will have to dismiss you until--What is wrong with you,
boy?"

   "Oh, I hope you won't flunk me, sir. I know my work has--you
see, it's just that--I've had--distractions, you might say."

   "Distractions? What kind of distractions?"

   "Well, sir, actually, sir, it's--it's my sister."

   "Your sister?"

   "That's right, sir. You know my sister Jill, don't you, sir?
She's a senior. And as you must know, sir--Jill is very
distracting."

   "I--I'm not certain I know what you mean, Darrow."

   "You do know Jill, don't you, sir?"

   "I--I think I do, yes. A--a blonde girl, is she not? Long hair.
Quite--ah--"

   "Sexy, sir?"

   "Darrow!"

   "I'm sorry, sir. But that's what Jill is, don't you think so?"

   "I think we had better talk about your dismissal, Darrow."

   "It's that body, sir."

   "What?"

   "Jill's body. It's so luscious, isn't it?"

   "I--I--"

   "Jill's round bouncy breasts in those tight things she wears.
And Jill's gorgeous, long shapely legs. And that ass. And that way
she has of walking, so that--"

   "Darrow! I don't know what you think you're doing, but I must
ask you to leave this office now. And, Darrow, you will find your
notice of dismissal in--"

   "Oh, Dr. Harry, wait--Just wait a second, okay? I don't think
you will want to dismiss me if you'll just talk to my sister
first."

   "Talk to your--why should I do that?"

   "Well, sir, it's this way. I think Jill may want to--try to
change your mind. And I think that if anybody can do that, Jill
can. Don't you think so, Dr. Harry?"

   "I--what--just what are you--"

   "Just allow me to bring Jill to see you, sir," Danny said. "May
I do that? Just talk to her. Jill can be most--persuasive. May I?"

   "Well, I--I'm not--if--"

   "I'll bring her right away," Danny said.

    "All right, Jill," Danny said. "Dr. Harry is waiting for you."

   "I don't want to do this," Jill said. "That bastard is old and
fat and I can't stand looking at him."

   "So what? Danny said. "I want you to do this for me, Jill.
That's all."

   "What--what do I have to do?"

   "Anything that old fart wants, that's what. And I mean
anything."

   "Christ. Is he a sadist too?"

   "Probably. You don't mind that, do you?"

   "I don't want him to--I don't want him playing with my body."

   "That's tough shit, sis. If he wants to playh with it you'll do
it. If he wants to fuck your ass you'll do it. If he wants to burn
your nipples off, you'll do it. Now let's go."

   "Filthy bastard!" Jill said.

   "Do I have to pull you along by your hair?" Danny said.

   "I'm coming, all right? I'm coming, damn you."

   "This is my sister," Danny said to Dr. Harry. "You know Jill,
don't you, sir?"

   "All right, Jill," Dr. Harry said. "What do you want to say?"

   Jill took a long breath.

   "Go on, Jill," Danny said.

   "Dr. Harry," Jill said, "I don't want you to flunk Danny. And I-
-I'll do anything to please yhou if you won't. Anything you want--
"

   Dr. Harry looked flabbergasted. "What--just what do you-- what
are you--"

   "All right, Dr. Harry," Danny said. "You know what Jill is
saying. She's saying you can do anything you want with her. Or to
her. Right, Jill?"

   "That's right," Jill said softly.

   "I don't," Dr. Harry said. "I can't--"

   "Oh yes you can," Danny said. "Just look at this body. Didn't I
say Jill was sexy? How about those breasts? How about those legs?
You can't tell me you don't want that. Well, you can have it, Dr.
Harry. It's all yours. Any way you want it."

   "Christ!" Dr. Harry said.

   "You'd like to fuck Jill, wouldn't you, sir? You want to fuck
the living daylights out of her. Anybody would. Any guy in this
school would pay anything at all for a crack at that. And it's all
yours. So I don't think you want to flunk me after all, do you,
sir?"

   "Jill--"

   "Yes, sir?"

   "Is this--is this--"

   "Want to find out?" Danny said. "Want her to strip for you?
Right here, right now? Strip naked? Just say the word and she'll do
it. Right, Jill?"

   "Yes," Jill said.

   "Christ!"

   "And then you can lay her down on this desk and take her any way
you want. Any way at all. Right, Jill?"

   "Yes," Jill said.

   "My god!"

   "Look at that mouth," Danny said. "Jill's mouth. That mouth is
fantastic. What Jill can do with that mouth! Tell him, Jill. Tell
Dr. Harry all about it."

   Jill looked at him, swallowing.

   "Tell him, Jill," Danny said.

   "I'm very good with my mouth," Jill said. "I can use it in ways
that will drive you crazy. I can suck your cock all the way down my
throat until I'm choking on it, and still hold it there. I can suck
and lick and play with your cock with my mouth and my tongue and my
lips and my throat until you can't do anything but howl, and when
you spurt it into my throat I'll lick it and suck it and swallow it
and--"

   "Oh, Jesus," Dr. Harry said softly. "Good Christ!"

   "Do you want to know what else Jill can do?" Danny said. "Jill
can do anything with that fabulous cunt of hers. Or with that
luscious ass. Or those breasts or those thighs. But, you know, sir,
that's not all that Jill can do for you--if you want."

   "What do you mean?"

   "Well, sir, I'm sure that you--occasionally--enjoy giving out a
bit of pain. Am I right?"

   Dr. Harry gulped. "Pain?"

   "Don't you enjoy hurting girls, Dr. Harry? I bet you do. I do.
And I can tell you that hurting Jill is as fine a thrill as you can
experience. And you can hurt her if you want to, Dr. Harry. You can
hurt her a lot. Any way you want. Isn't that right, Jill?"

   "Yes," Jill said, whispering.

   "Ah," Dr. Harry said. "Ah. I see. Oh. I can--god. And if I don't
dismiss you, I can--"

   "You can do anything to her, sir. Anything."

   "God," Dr. Harry said. "She is gorgeous. I do want her. I can't
say I--I can't--I do want to hurt you, Jill. Tell me I can hurt
you."

   "Danny--"

   "Tell him, Jill."

   "Yes," Jill said. "You can hurt me."

   "Look at this." Dr. Harry slid out a drawer and brought out a
thin, springy, wicked-looking switch made of bamboo. "I have waited
to use this for a long time. I often think about using it on girls
who come in--who walk around with--I often think how I would--would
hit them--would whip them--"

   "And now you can, sir," Danny said. "Jill can bend right across
this desk and that round tight ass will stick right out, and I'll
make her pull that skirt up for you and that ass will be bare. Jill
isn't wearing any underwear, I don't allow her to. And you can whip
that ass all you want. Isn't that right, Jill?"

   "Yes," Jill said.

   "What do you say? Is it a deal?"

   "Yes," Dr. Harry said. "But I want--I want more."

   "More?"

   "I want--"

   "Oh god," Jill said. "He wants to whip my breasts with that
thing."

   "Why not?" Danny said. "Is that what you want, sir?"

   "Yes," Dr. Harry said softly. "That's what I want. To start.
Just to start."

   "Jill," Danny said. "Take that sweater off and show Dr. Harry
your breasts."

   "Danny--"

   "Jill. Do what I say."

   "I--"

   "I think she doesn't want to," Dr. Harry said.

   "Jill," Danny said. "Tell him you want to. Now. Tell Dr. Harry
that you want to show him your body. And that you want him to whip
your breasts and make you scream. And that you want him to hurt you
and fuck you and do anything to you until he wants to stop. Do it."

   "Dr. Harry," Jill said. "I--I want you to do anything you want
to me. As long as you want to. I want to strip for you and let you
look at my naked body. I want you to whip my--my breasts with--with
that--thing--and--and make me scream for you. I want-- I--"

   "I want her," Dr. Harry said. "God. She's so young, such a young
pretty girl, suck a young pretty vulnerable helpless fantastic slut
of a girl. I do want to hear her scream. Scream and howl and plead.
I want that body squirming and twisting and writhing and flailing.
I want it under me, fucking me. I want that mouth, and I want--I--
Christ--"

   "All right, Jill," Danny said. "Show him your tits."

   Jill's hands shook. As she pulled up her sweater and stripped it
off. Dr. Harry was gazing raptly at Jill's bare round high firm
breasts.

   "Now!" Dr. Harry said, gasping. "I want to do it now."

   "On the desk, Jill," Danny said. "On your back. Flat."

   Jill, shaking, got onto Dr. Harry's desk and lay down. Dr. Harry
got up from his chair, clutching his bamboo switch.

   "I'll hold her for you," Danny said. "Put your arms back, Jill."

   With a moan, Jill put her arms back over her head. Danny took
hold of both hands, holding them in his, pulling her arms back
tightly. This position pulled Jill's breasts up, standing tautly
out, curving cleanly up on her body, as if asking for attention,
with her small pink stiff nipples poking up in the air. Jill's body
was taut, her skirt pulling high up on her thighs with the
squirming of her body and thrashing of her legs.

   "I can't stand it!" Dr. Harry said. "She's fantastic! Look at
that!"

   "It's all yours," Danny said. "Touch it if you want."

   "I want to--I--" And Dr. Harry raised his switch, panting. Jill
was looking at it, also panting, eyes wide.

   "Do it hard," Danny said. "Don't hold back. Right, Jill?"

   "Ohh--" Jill said, moaning.

   "Hold her tight," Dr. Harry said, and then raised his arm high
and swung it down as hard as he could. The switch smashed across
Jill's left breast with a sound like a pistol shot.

   "Haaugghhhh!"

   Jill's body was twisting and wriggling as it arched upwards with
pain, her legs kicking wildly. Danny held on to her hands, holding
her in position. Dr. Harry was raising the switch again.

   "Wait! No! Wait! Haarrrghh! Haauuuggh!"

   Whap! Across the right breast.

   "Oh, Christ," Dr. Harry moaned. "Look at that! I love it! I
don't want to stop."

   "Don't stop," Danny said.

   "Wait!" Jill said. "Please!"

   "Noisy, isn't she?" Danny said. "Jill used to do a thing to keep
herself quiet. But that was in the days she could wear underthings.
She would stuff her panties into her mouth for a gag, and hold them
in by tying a stocking or her bra or something around her mouth.
But she can't do that now. But I can find a substitute gag."

   "No," Dr. Harry said. "No gag. I want her to scream. I want to
listen to her scream. Beautiful helpless screaming young girl.
Scream all you want, Jill. Scream for me now, Jill."

   And Dr. Harry started using that switch again, hard as he could.
Whap! Whap! Whap! Whap!

   "Augghh! Harrrrggh! Aaaghhh! Christ! Ahh! Oh no stop, HAUGH!"

   Dr. Harry was panting hard. "I want to fuck her."

   "Do it," Danny said.

   Dr. Harry did it. Danny still held Jill's hands in his grip and
Dr. Harry pulled out his cock and lay down on Jill's body and
spread Jill's thrashing legs and put his cock into Jill's wriggling
cunt.

   "Yes!" said Dr. Harry. "I'm fucking her, I'm fucking you, Jill,
you fine sweet gorgeous slut girl, I'm doing it to you, scream for
me, Jill darling, I'm fucking your fabulous sexy young helpless
body, and you can't stop me, can you, Jill?"

   Still fucking, Dr. Harry handed his ruler to Danny. "Hit her,"
he said, panting. "Hit her for me. Hard. Do it hard."

   Danny hit Jill's breasts, and Dr. Harry gasped as Jill howled
into his ear and Jill's pinned body spasmed and twisted and writhed
in pain against his.

   "I'm going to fuck your mouth, Jill," Danny said.

   Jill's head was hanging back off the desk and Danny was fucking
her mouth and whipping her breasts as Dr. Harry was fucking her and
pulling her hair and biting her thighs.

   "You can burn her now," Danny said.

   "YES..."