Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. MF, nc, sad, blackmail, inc There are 4 more parts to this story that I will release over the coming days. Please provide feedback, I'd love to hear what you think of my story and please feel free to offer suggestions. Mom goes back to school - Part 4 of 5 The Principal watches James as he stands poised for flight, fidgeting from one foot to the next and nervously licking his lips. `Ah James', he thinks to himself, `You have no idea that your world is about to be turned upside down. "Dear James, I do understand how these revelations have been somewhat unsettling. No, no, hear me out," he quickly waves his free hand to calm James and prevent him from responding to that statement. He senses unease (to put it mildly!) from the mother of young James, who was kneeling between his legs under his large oak desk and tucked safely out of sight of her teenage son. Because he can, he strokes her head firmly and uses a fist full of her luxurious hair to move her head ... and thus her deliciously wet mouth ... up and down his rigid cock. "James, you are about to see something that is going to ... well, shock you and I want you to be prepared." The Principal was speaking quietly and calmly, "I anticipated that concrete proof would be required to bring you around to the correct way of thinking and behaving." He smiles thinly and continues, "James, you are about to see how your mother has taken up in her rightful, er ... position in this man's world we live in." He smugly gives himself a pat on the back for that unintended pun and pushes her head sharply down onto his achingly hard cock. "Your Mother is here to convince you that what I have been telling you ... indeed what the school has been trying to teach you about the true place of women in society, is in fact the truth." He observes James closely and can see the conflict in his eyes ... the battle between his fear of what he might discover about his mother, and his curiosity about what his mother has done. The Principal - his left hand clasped tightly against James' mother's head and being careful not to dislodge his engorged penis from its resting place deep down in her throat where it's been throughout his interview with her son - eases himself slowly back from the desk he has been sitting behind. His backward motion effectively drags James' mother with him and out from her hiding place under his desk. She begins to panic, horrified at the prospect that her son will see her like this. He has to use both hands to hold her head in place. She starts to whimper and her legs begin to thrash about in an attempt to escape. He clamps his legs tightly around her body, trapping her securely against him. Not caring now about preserving any decorum; not worried about what James can observe, he moves James' mother's head rapidly up and down the thick, veined shaft of his cock. The Principal stifles a groan as her whimpering sounds reverberate nicely against his cock head that is wedged down the back of her throat. He closes his eyes fleetingly, savoring this precious moment ... his total domination of this woman who is about to be revealed and humiliated in front of her son. Hearing a sound the Principal's eyes spring open and he watches James hesitatingly make his way around to where he is sitting at his desk. Swiveling his body around to afford James the most grotesque, side-on image of him face fucking his mother, he smiles slowly and asks, "Do you see what I mean now James? James makes some kind of unintelligible sound, part groan and part sob, his hand flying to his mouth as if to silence a shriek ... or is it to prevent himself from vomiting? His eyes take in the scene without comprehending what he is looking at. They move to his mother's mouth. What is that thing lodged in it? What inhuman torture is this? James' brain refuses to process what is going on. His mother's mouth (the mouth that kisses him goodnight) is stretched open beyond normal proportions. He covers his own mouth with both hands to prevent the gag that has risen in his throat from becoming a stream of puke. James shakes his head in denial and silently screams ... no! Noooooooo! His lovely Mother ... NOOOOO! His mother's mouth is filled by a monstrous cock. Even as he watches, the Principal, one hand on either side of her face, moves her head causing her lips to travel along the slimy shaft of his penis and expose its horrible length and girth. James' mother gags as the huge penis leaves her throat so only the bulbous cock head lies heavily on her tongue. Drool seeps from her over-stretched mouth and flows down her chin. The Principal's cock shines from her saliva and his balls are covered with it. Tears of shame flow down his mother's cheeks that are already streaked black from where earlier tears have dissolved her mascara. James makes another strangled noise in the back of his throat as he watches her head being forced back down and the grotesque cock slowly disappearing once more, deep inside her ... (oh fuck I can I see it moving down her throat) ... gagging her and causing fresh tears. "Do you like what you see young James?" the Principal croons sardonically as he strokes her hair. Then, milking Mrs Walsh's mouth up and down his rigid, straining cock several more times, he suddenly removes it completely, making her cough and splutter wetly from its sudden absence. Untangling his feet from around her body, he uses one foot to disdainfully shove her away from him. The force causes her to lose balance and topple backwards, sprawling over the floor, her mouth wide open and gulping air. Her unbuttoned dress falls open to reveal her nudity; legs splayed apart exposing her gaping ... sopping wet ... cunt. The Principal keenly observes Mrs Walsh's leaking cunt hole, a sure sign that not everything she has endured has been unwelcome - and he sees James noticing the same. In fact, he sits back and watches James' gaze as it travels down from his mother's abused tear stained face and stretched lips, over her voluptuous breasts with the nipples long and hard, down further to rest on the pink, sloppy gash between his mother's spread thighs. He notices that her pussy is still reddened from the punishment of earlier this afternoon and is especially pleased to see her larger-than-normal clitoris is making a pretty show of itself by peeking out at least half an inch from its hood. The dark hair that surrounds her cunt is wet and matted and frankly, quite unsightly. `That will have to go', he muses to himself. `I will ensure James rectifies this as his first priority once he assumes total guardianship of his mother.' "She makes a pretty picture doesn't she James?" The Principal leans back in his chair and absentmindedly fists his raging hard-on. "Look at her lying there, exposed in all her glory. Look closely at her hard nipples - a clear indicator of arousal. He waits until he sees James eyes fastened on his mother's large and erect nipples. "And if that is not enough to convince you that she was literally gagging for my cock", He permits himself a self-indulgent chuckle, "Look at her cunt James. Look very closely." The Principal watches as James' eyes move down her body and become glued to his mother's wide open pussy. "Look at how shameless she is James, how she is lying there spreading her twat for you, letting you see every detail of her slutty nature." James gulps audibly and his Principal, confident he has James' full attention, continues. "Observe her puffy and engorged labia James, and particularly her protruding clitoris ... a lovely large one for you to play with James, you lucky boy! And of course, the excessive wetness around her gaping cunt hole. These are all signs of lust, young James. They are all signs that your mother is desperate to have that wet fuck-hole filled by man meat!" "Now young man", he continues, "it is time for you to step up to the mark and show your Mom who is the boss..."