Headmistress' Favorite Sport Part 4

She wore black rubber opera gloves and nothing else. Her body was perfect and looked a lot more like the body of a woman of twenty than that of a woman in her forties. Her right hand held her trademark riding crop. "Well, well," she purred, "so you two are regular little sexpots, aren't you just?" Her voice, now much softer than the one she used in class, had a natural menacing quality that made Denise break out in goosebumps. Denise had no doubt that Headmistress von Kaltenbrunner was the most complete mistress she was ever going meet, so in control, so menacing and domineering, without even trying hard. She continued before Denise's train of thought could go any further: "So you two thought it was exciting seeing me dominate that useless shemale slave, did you?" Neither Denise nor Yvonne thought it was a question to be answered, but their misconception was immediately corrected: "Answer me, you worthless wannabe cunts!" she shouted and kicked Denise on the side of the head with her pointy boot so hard that Denise's vision blackened for minute and she fell over on her side.

Yvonne was the first to answer in a tiny timid voice: "Headmistress, yes, Headmistress. Headmistress, this useless slave thought it was terribly sexy, Headmistress." Headmistress was just about to beat an answer out of Denise when she managed to say something along the same lines. Incredibly Headmistress laughed at this. She threw back her head and laughed heartily as the two stunned sissies cowered before her, more confused than ever. Headmistress' laugh died and she spoke, the laughter barely hidden in her voice: "Yes, you are right. It was sexy.FOR ME!" She shouted the last part out, making the sissies jump with surprise. "You two shits, you two little oversexed little sluts need to learn some discipline and respect. I will decide when it is okay for you two whores to have fun if ever. So let's work on that, shall we?" Denise and Yvonne agreed with trembling voices that they needed to learn discipline.