Teach me, daddy

Chapter 6 - Sleepover

Chapter 6 - Sleepover

Maria’s POV:

I decided to go against the rules of having a sleepover in school to having one with my friends inside my dorm room. I had no idea why I did that but I just didn’t want to feel alone for the night. I felt scared and maybe a little bit sick from not having a proper eating schedule.

I was tired, tired of seeing those flashes, I created a dozen of imaginary images with the headmaster and it all felt terribly wrong. He was two decades older than me.

Monica, Nat, and Amber sneaked into my room. My bed was big enough so we all could sleep together.

When it was 1 AM, and after the night checkers left the grounds, we switched on the lights and sat on the ground.

“This is so fun!” Amber giggled. We tried to keep ourselves as low as possible because we didn’t want to disturb anyone else. We played cards first, then ludo and then monopoly. After we were done with playing, we started talking to each other.

“Hold up, I have some juices in my mini freezer, let me get them,” I said as I got up. I was wearing a satin cloth that reached down to my knees. I didn’t feel like wearing anything else down because it was too hot.

I got the juices and gave it to them. As I was about to sit down, I flinched when one of the bruises in my ass began to ache.

“f**k,” I whispered.

“What’s wrong?” Nat asked while sipping on her juice.

I tried to adjust my ass properly so it wouldn’t hurt but every position I tried, it hurt so badly.

“The marks, how long do they hurt for?” I asked. I’m sure these girls would be experienced with getting spanked and whipped.

“Get whipped by a cane doesn’t leave marks and the teacher here do it gently so it doesn’t hurt after a few hours but you got whipped by a belt so that’s going to hurt for a few days. Show me, I’ll see if your skin is torn because then you’ll need to apply some sort of medication.” Amber explained.

I showed the bruises to Amber and she was horrified.

“That’s way too red for day 2, you shouldn’t sit on your bit for too long!” Amber explained.

“Then what do I do?” I whined.

“Lay on your side and make sure your butt isn’t touching anything,” She said. I laid down on my side on the ground while they all sat.

“Yes, that’s better. Although, getting whipped by a belt is way too painful. I have never experienced it!” Amber added.

“Me too!” Nat interrupted.

“So you girls have been here for more than three years and you cause trouble but you haven’t been ever whipped by a belt?” I questioned. That was completely unfair.

“Yes, we don’t.” Amber shrugged.

“Then why me?” I cried.

“I think the math teacher hates you too much because you are too bright and that’s why she sent you to the headmaster that day. Barely any girl from Year 12 has been ever sent to the headmaster for a punishment.” Amber said as she rubbed my head.

“b***h, I want to shove the cane up her ass now.” I rolled my eyes and said.

“Chill,” Nat stated.

“What about you, Monica? Did you get punished?” I asked.

“Yes, only once by a belt but after that never ever. I can’t get punished no matter what I do,” Monica said with a smirk.

“Why? What did you do?” I asked.

“Well, nothing, I’m just really special for Mr. Black.” Monica blushed.

“Mr. Black who?” I asked.

“The headmaster i***t!” Amber slapped my head.

I was jealous.

Not because Monica couldn’t get punished by any teachers but because that she was special to the headmaster.

I wanted to be special too.

“Anyways, tell us where you come from?” Nat asked me.

“I come from a small town an hour away from here, I live with my mother and my father left me when I was 8,” I said.

“That’s horrible!” Amber exclaimed.

“Yes,” I replied with a sigh.

“Don’t you ever wished you had him?” She asked.

“I do, I never got fatherly love, I didn’t even have a brother so it was just me and my mom. I never felt love or care from a male,” I explained.

Which was the reason why I got strong emotions and feelings after hugging the headmaster.

“Oh, no boyfriend?” Monica asked.

“Nope!” I replied. “I don’t even speak to males because I find them weird which is why my mother told her new husband to enroll me here, in an all-girls school,” I added.

“Awh, don’t worry, we are here for you!” Amber placed her hand on mines and said.

We spoke for the rest of the night. Chit-chatted, had some snacks, watched some movies and dropped dead asleep at 5 AM. It was Saturday tomorrow so a holiday for all of us.

I was going to sleep till morning 12 and so were these girls.

From today’s sleepover, I realized a few things about this school. One was that Monica was apparently the Queen Bee of this school. She was allowed to do whatever she wanted to without ever getting punished. Two, that she was also Mr. Black’s favorite girl for some reason.

She wasn’t a good girl.

Didn’t he like good girls?

Oh, Mr. Black.

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As expected, the girls woke up at 12 and left my room, I woke a bit late and took a nice warm shower. I wore a pair of jeans and a small yellow shirt on the top. Saturday and Sundays were holidays here, the teachers were off and so were the students. We weren’t allowed to go outside so we stayed on the premises, watched movies, went to the park, cooked food and all sorts of girly activities.

I wasn’t in a mood of doing anything today, instead, I just had one thing in mind and that was too talk to the headmaster about my feelings, maybe he could figure out what suddenly happened to me.

I stepped inside the building where the headmaster's office was, as I was about to enter the elevator, the lady that I met first when I came here, stopped me.

“Where are you going?” She asked. “Classes are closed,” she added.

“No, I wanted to go to the headmaster's office,” I replied whilst turning my attention towards her.

“Without a slip, the guard won’t let you enter.” The lady said.

Oh ya.

“Oh, I forgot. Can you write me a slip?” I asked.

“No, Maria, you have to get it from one of your teachers and I’m not your teacher.” She replied. “Why do you want to go to Mr. Black’s office anyway?” She questioned out of curiosity.

I started biting my lips out of anxiety when she asked me that question.

What was I supposed to say?

“I had a problem with something and I needed the headmaster’s help,” I replied with the truth. I wasn’t going to go on details with what problem I had.

“Oh, you can share the problem with me? Maybe I can help you?” She asked.

“No, no, it’s actually something I can’t tell anyone,” I replied.

This wasn’t going anywhere.

“Well, Anyways, you should head back to your building because everything is closed here and you won’t be able to meet Mr. Black until or unless you have a written slip from one of the teachers.” The lady explained.

“Thank you, I’ll go then.” I sighed and left that building. No use! I needed to find another way to meet the headmaster and I needed a way fast. I don’t want to stay confused about what I felt that day.

I went back to my building and instead of going to my dorm, I went to Monica’s dorm. She opened the door and allowed me inside. The was curling her hair and getting ready for the day.

“We are having a movie night!” She exclaimed out of happiness. I just laid on the bed and played with her teddy bear. I also wanted one.

“I wanted to ask you something, Monica,” I said.

“Yes, what is it?” She asked.

“How can I meet the headmaster? Like without the slip thingy, is there any other way to meet him or go to his office?” I asked with hesitation in my voice. I didn’t want anyone to assume that I had unusual feelings for the headmaster.

“Why do you want to meet him?” She asked.

I gulped, “I wanted to complain about the math teacher, no one else is going to listen to me except for him so I wanted to directly see him.” I explained.

That was somewhat true. I wanted to complain about the math teacher too. She was being way too harsh on me and even my friends noticed it.

“Oh, you can get in major trouble and get a slip to get punishment from him otherwise you can meet him at the school gates at sharp 4PM because that is when he is leaving the school usually,” Monica explained.

“Oh! Thank you so much!” I exclaimed out of happiness.

Now I had to wait for 4 PM to come.