A Stern talking to, part 2
By Crossman
omeone doesn't like the new Headmistress and her friends and makes the mistake of trying to do something about her!


By Crossman at - crossmanx@hotmail.co.uk - comments and ideas welcome

A Stern talking to (Part 2)

(From Part 1)

"Did you find out who he is Dixie?" "er ... he didn't talk" Stern smiled she
blow smoke into her sexy blond schoolgirls face and placed her lips on
Dixie's, a very gentle kiss "that alright, he a journalist ... " "Julian Reeve
from the local Gazette" Trixie held out ID card she had just taken form his
wallet. "Good girl" Stern gain gave Trixie a very gentle kissed. She announced
to the girls "I suddenly remembered him, the hair stood out, from some council
do the other week; a reporter, he was there with a cameraman".

"So girls we are being investigated by the press" I think I might have an idea
who's behind this and I'm going to enjoy dealing with them!"

To be continued ... ... ... ...

Part 2

Stern looked down at the unconscious reporter that lay on her office floor
"why is he here Miss?" Ms Stern turned to her girls "not too sure yet girls
but I saw him at that presentation I had to attend last week he" indicating to
the unconscious man "was talking to one of our teachers as I remember". The
Headmistress moved over to her desk, grabbed a file and flicked through it
"him!" she pointed to a photo in her staff file "the journalist was talking to
him!" the girls looked at the photo "that's Harris the school councillor"
Trixie announced "is he behind ginger over there turning up miss?"

Ms Stern studied the file "Simon Harris school counselor! Who came up with the
idea of a school counselor" "he'll be a right busy body being a councillor".
"Very true Dixie we need to looking into this and him" the phone range, Trixie
answered it and past it over to the Headmistress "it's Janet" the school
secretary spoke quietly "I have another telephone engineer here Miss, he says
he's with the other one you were interested in" a devilish grin came over Ms
Stern attractive face "tell him his college is working here in my office and
let him come up" "Yes Miss". "Girls I think we are about to get to the bottom
of this" after a short wait the office door opened and a tall middle aged man
walked in, wearing the same type of coveralls as the journalist and carrying a
bag. The Headmistress recognises him as the photographer from last week "come
in" she greeted him SMASH! Her fist struck him squarely on the chin, he feel
backwards against the wall "girls deal with these two I'm going to have a talk
with our Mr Harris"

Ms Stern walked down the corridor to the secretary's desk "Janet" "yes Miss"
"where would I find Harris, school counselor now?" the busty 27 year old
brunette typed out Harris on her keyboard and his time table appeared on the
screen "he should be in his office room 35, just round that corner". "He has
an office? Oh well! Oh Janet" the headmistress leaned over and kissed her
secretary "my place 7 tonight" she turned and headed for room 35. Janet
watched the sexy wiggle on the woman as she walk away 'why can't my husband
kiss like that' she though.

In Ms Stern's office the girls turned their attention to the photographer he
was sat against the wall holding his face "she hit me ... she hit me ... you
two saw that she ... " the girls each grabbed an arm and dragged him up. THUD!
THUD! OOOHHHFFF! Each girl drove a knee into the man stomach SMACK! Dixie's
followed up with her fist, that connected with his chin CRASH! Trixie's fist
also connected sending him over a chair and onto the floor.

'School Counselor - Mr S. Harris. PhD - Knock and Wait' the sign said. She
ignored it and strolled in; and was met with "what! OH! It's you Miss Stern, I
DIDN'T HEAR YOU KNOCK!" "I didn't!" as if he couldn't piss her off anymore.
"What ever it is it will have to wait I'm busy and ... " "who's this lovely
boy then?" In the room sat down was a very cute fair hair young lad, who got
all of the Headmistress attention. He stood up and became very nervous as Ms
Stern got close to him, her eyes where gorgeous and those bright red lips, he
swallowed hard. "What's your name young man?" "er ... ... P ... Peter Miss"
"That nice, well Peter I need to have a talk to Mr Harris here so you run
along like a good boy" "y ... yes Miss". "I was just ... " "shut up Harris"
the boy turned to leave he wasn't going to argue. "Oh Peter" "yes Miss" "come
to office around 2 will you. Don't worry your not in any trouble I just want
to get to know my students better" she winked at him and patted his backside.
He left in a hurry even more nervous, but excited.

"WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT?" the Headmistress ignored him and carried on checking
out his poky office, too many books. "Miss Stern, I had just caught that boy
with cigarettes" he held up a packet and a lighter "cigarettes! What are you
going to do about that?" "I'll be very hard on him later don't you worry" she
smiled as she said it, he paused she wasn't on about ... ... No! "You can't
speak to a boy in that suggestive manner, look at the way your dress ... ...
yes just look at the way your dress ... it's ... it's not what is expected and
as for touching him on the bottom it's ... " "Harris I'll talk to and touch
him and any other student in anyway I please. What's the matter Harris
jealous?" Ms Stern took the cigarettes and started to light one, Harris
snatched it out of her mouth and throw it into a water jug! Big big mistake!
"You will not smoke here and I insist on people knocking to enter my office,
you have no right to speak to me in such an ignorant way, under the old
Headmaster things where different, YOU have changed this school and I for one
... SLAP!

In the Headmistress office the journalist had started to come around aided by
Trixie pouring water over him, he looked up to see this very attractive busty
brunette schoolgirl, her hair tied in a pony tail, her lovely legs. This sexy
schoolgirl that had just beat him up now towered over him; he felt a twinge in
his cock, that become an even larger twinge as Trixie placed her bear foot on
his crouch SNAP! "That a good one" Dixie throws the camera to her friend "now
take my picture" Dixie had her bear foot on the photographers crouch. She
could feel his small hard cock; the cameraman looked up and saw an equally
incredible sight. Towering over him was this blond pig tailed schoolgirl, he
was more than double her age but she was so sexy in her school uniform, her
large breast and attractive face, how could he not get excited, even after she
had hit him!

Harris was late 20's bit of a sportsman and though he was quite tough but was
stunned by the slap that the Headmistress had given him SLAP! Even more so by
the second "yo ... you ... hit me!" "What do you know about a journalist in my
office "I ... I ... don't know a Mr Reeve's" She smiled "oh don't you? Even
though I didn't mention his name" she took her pair of gloves from her back
pocket and put them on "I'm certainly not going to ruin an expensive manicure
on a little shit like you". "What do you ... " THUD! OOOHHHFFF! A fist to the
gut winded Harris "time for us to have one of my kinds of CHATS Mr Harris"
THUD! THUD! THUD! AAARRRHHH! She brought her knee up in quick session into his
stomach CRACK! A fist connected with his jaw and he was sent down to the
floor.

Back in Ms Sterns office after the girls had taken their photos they had
dragged the men up onto their knees THUD! WALLOP! SMACK! SMASH! THUMP! CRUNCH!
BANG! TWACK! CRACK! THUD! The girls had delivered a barrage of hits and kicks
to the two men. The journalist and his cameraman where wobbling and fading
fast, the girls swapped victims, dragged them up on to their feet THUD! THUD!
Over the shoulder throws sent their victims crashing back onto the floor, the
girls grabbed them by their hair "up you get" "shouldn't we get them to talk
Trixie?" "Think they will be ready very soon" THUD! THUD!

The leather clad Headmistress grabbed Harris by the hair AARRHH! CRACK! Her
boot connected with the side of his head sending him flying THUD! Her boot
found his stomach as he lay there ... CRACK! This time her boot found a rib!
AAAARRRRHHHH! "P ... PLE ... PLEASE!" Harris tried to protest. She went over
to the desk and lit herself a cigarette, back to him THUD! She kicked him over
on to his back "does it hurt? Good" He lay there holding his side, she placed
her foot on his crouch "a hard one!" She laughed "what is it Harris do you
like older women? Do you like large breasts? Do you like leather? Or do like
all three? Am I you fantasy?" He looked up at her 'god she was sexy' "y..
yes". Ms Stern knelt down; grabbed his face turned it to her, he could smell
the leather, feel it on his face, her hot breath, those red lips and those
piercing eyes! She blow smoke into his face" of course I'm your fantasy, and
how better is it that I'm beating you? Your heart is pounding isn't it?" "Y
... yes Miss" "good but is it pounding fast because I've hurt you or is it
pounding because I haven't finished hurting you?"

"Harris contacted me to say that things in the school weren't right since
Stern took over" SMACK! "Ms Stern" Trixie corrected the journalist "M ... Ms
Stern". The two men where both sat in chairs in the middle of the room, both
battered and bruised for the girls little workout with them. SMACK! "CARRY ON"
Dixie ordered "Harris said we should investigate and try to bring Ms Stern
down, expose her" "who knows about this?" "No one!" "What about your paper"
Dixie grabbed his face "who knows in your paper?" "It's true no one knows" the
photographer spoke AARRHH! Trixie grabbed his hair "why not?" "Harris said
this was a big investigation and we should take it to one of the nationals
that way the authorities would act" "and we wanted to take all the credit and
sell the story could be a nice little earner!" "So Harris is behind it, think
that Miss should have found this out herself by now"

The Headmistress dragged Harris up by his tie, plus a few slaps to amuse her,
she placed him in the chair, she sat on his lap facing him grabbed his face
"talk!" He told her everything, how had heard all the noise of the first day
she arrived when Trixie and Dixie had dealt with Gillson, Freeman and
Hardcastle and how things had started to change, money for projects moved
around, no-one really knew anything about the new Headmistress and he though
she should be investigated. He told her everything.

She blows smoke into his face again, he could still smell the leather SIZZLE!
AARRHH! She placed her cigarette on his shirt burnt through it onto his chest.
"You should have stayed out of my affairs Harris SIZZLE! AARRHH! She burnt him
again "I don't like people interfering". SIZZLE! AARRHH! "P ... please don't"
"now I'll have to deal with you" "I ... I'm sorr ... " SIZZLE! AARRHH! "P ...
please I'm begging you please" "too late!" She smiled SIZZLE! AAAARRRRHHHH!
She extinguished the cigarette out on his chest, stood up and SMASH! A fists
connected and sent him toppling over AAARRRHHH! Pulled up by his hair on to
his knees CRACK! A leather cover knee drove into his chin, his head bounced
back, SPLAT! A back hander sent him down.

The girls played with their victims for a little while more CRACK! THUMP!
WALLOP! SMACK! SMASH! THUD! CRUNCH! BANG! TWACK! CRACK! There was little else
to do with them, the girls stood their victims up, each wobbled then ... ...
WOOSSSHHH! SMASH! SMASH! Two round house kicks from the schoolgirls found
there marks and the men where sent flying off their feet CRASH! CRASH! Back to
the floor they went.

AARRHH! Harris was dragged up on to his feet by Ms Stern, the leather clad
older woman grabbed his arms and CRASH! An over the shoulder judo throw sent
the younger, fitter, stronger man to the floor. He landed hard, dragged back
up again by his hair CRASH! The mature woman was proving her point CRASH!
CRASH! CRASH! Three more times she pulled him up and treated him like a rag
doll. She dragged the disorientated man back up THUD! THUD! THUD! Her knee
found its mark in is stomach. SMASH! An upper cut to the chin, his head
bounced off the floor when he landed.

Cold water poured over him, Ms Stern also dropped the jug on him, he came
round OOOOHHHH! The pain Ms Stern placed her boot to his head "kiss my boot
and ask me nicely to finish you off! Or do you want another beating?" He
pulled himself closer, that twinge in his cock came back. He kissed her boot,
the taste the smell filled his head "p... please Miss please Miss would you
... please Miss the pain ... I'm begging you ... please Miss finish with me
... please let me go ... please I beg you" he started to cry. "How pathetic"
AAARRRHHH! He was dragged up CRASH! Another judo throw "I'm board with you
now" up he came again CRASH! And down he went even harder. The Headmistress
dragged her member of staff up for the last time, he stood there wobbling just
making her out through his swollen eyes and all he heard was the WOOSSSHHH!
The mature woman delivered a round house kick that sent him into
unconsciousness spin and off his feet, he flow through the air and landed
spread across his desk.

The counsellor lay on his desk, Ms Stern lifted his head, unconscious, let it
go and it bounced off the desk. Her job done the Headmistress left, she went
up to Janet at her desk pulled the busty brunette to her and kissed her long
and hard "my place 6" Janet's head spun 'god I love working here' she thought.
Ms Stern walked off to her office as she did Trixie and Dixie where pushing
two rubbish wheelie bins down the corridor. She looked in them the journalist
and his photographer both unconscious occupied a bin. "Good work girls you
know how to dispose of them?" "Oh yes Miss". She gave each of her girls a kiss
"Oh girls can you clear up Harris from his office as well and Janet we need to
advertise for a new school counselor" "yes Miss". The girls went off and Ms
Stern returned to her office, when she got there someone was waiting in the
chairs outside. It was Peter, her face light up "y..you said 2 o'clock" "I did
didn't I come in we have much to do" she open the door and ushered him in, her
hand patted his backside"