The Principal’s Turn by rimaday
Discover 'The Principal's Turn' by Rimaday – an enthralling gay erotic sex story that explores desire, power dynamics, and unexpected encounters. Dive into an unforgettable narrative that challenges norms and ignites passions. Read more for an experience that will leave you craving for more!<br/>
This is the first chapter depicting the transformation of a straight professional woman into a submissive lesbian pet, driven by lust and a desire to please her mistress at all cost. There are elements of reluctance that ultimately lead to complete submission. If you choose to continue, please enjoy.
Margaret (Maggie) Turner was a strong willed, feisty professional woman. The youngest high school principal in the know history of the Arkansas Public School System at the age of 27 or so she was told. She was a home-grown resident of little rock and truly had no desire to live anywhere else. Her family was close, and her career was on the fast track. And now at the age of 33 she was on the short list of candidates for the role of superintendent.
She would be responsible for five high schools, seven middle schools and over twenty elementary schools. She labored long and hard to get to this spot. A dedicated teacher, in fact she always taught at least on class per semester even as an administrator. First and foremost, she loved teaching and making a difference in the lives of young people. She attributed her success as a principle and hopefully soon to be Superintendent of Schools, to the fact she maintains a connection to the students and their point of view.
Maggie met her husband on the campus in Fayetteville. Sam was a diehard Razorback Football fan and made the trek to every home game with his frat buddies. Maggie enjoyed it but never would be considered a diehard fan of anything. Her mind was almost always focused on bigger more important things. Sam was a successful salesman of high-end motor homes. He had been a top one hundred salesmen nationally for eight straight years.
They met in college, although Sam discovered the world of RV sales in his sophomore year and by the end of his junior year, was making more money than the average business grad and did not see the point in incurring more debt when he could focus full time and make even more immediately.
Maggie was not happy with that decision, but he has out earned her ever since. She could not honestly say he made the wrong decision, but she has always harbored a hint of resentment for his shortcut to success. In moments of honesty, she would even say part of the decision to put off having kids was due to her fear, they would follow in his footsteps and forgo college for the fast track and though Sam was an exception, he was not the rule. College was the path of most likely success.
In fact, tonight She and Sam were having dinner with a former student that was a perfect example and she looked forward to Sam meeting Taisha. She was a strong willed, tough, sometimes troubled student in high school. But she had a confidence level and determination that could be unrelenting. She overcame the many obstacles that were put before her, managed to get accepted to college and had just completed her Master of Special Education at Howard in Washington D.C.
Maggie had maintained contact with her from time to time, offering advice and encouragement when needed. She had just come off a semester abroad in Nigeria. Unfortunately, she finished after all the positions were filled for newly started school year. So, there would be no opportunities for her, other than possibly subbing this year.
It was a truly impressive path she followed. Growing up in the Geyer Springs area was tough to begin with. She had a single mom and two brothers who both had run ins with drugs and gangs. She herself had some issues with fighting and disruptive behavior in school but managed to keep from crossing the line to expulsion or criminal charges.
Maggie invited her to dinner when she found out she was back, to reconnect and encourage her to be added to the substitute list until a more permanent opportunity would arrive. Someone of her background and subsequent success would be a great addition to her team and would have a unique ability to reach some of the high-risk student in Little Rock.
She arrived wearing a bright colored halter dress with a distinctive African look. It was primarily orange with patterns of bright blue, yellow, green and red throughout. The color was so bold and vibrant it was nearly blinding.
The color was in sharp contrast to her dark lustrous skin. Her shoulders and arms were a flawless ebony shade with a dainty silver bracelet on each wrist. The halter top cut low revealing the gap between her ample breasts. Her smile was bright white, and her teeth were perfect. Apparently, she had braces while in college as she had an overbite in high school and her lower teeth were crooked back then as well.
Maggie was instantly jealous of her skin. She wondered if she applied some sort of cream to make it shimmer like that. She wore large oversized silver hoop ear rings that dangled about an inch off her shoulder. Her hair was long, straight and pulled tight into a pony tail. Her lips were dark pink and appeared to be her natural color with lip gloss. Her nose was wide rounded and perfectly symmetrical, and her eye were deep brown and almost black, in sharp contrast to her pure white sclera.
Below her breast the dress hugged her slender abdomen with rolled wraps of the cloth from the dress. Below that the pleated dress flared out from her waist down to just above ankle length. The bright colors and saw-toothed triangle and square patterns reminded Maggie of some western native American designs only brighter.
Maggie greeted her with a hug almost instantly. “Taisha, it’s so good to see you. I love that outfit. It so fits your personality.”
“Thank you so much for inviting me Ms. Turner. I just can’t thank you enough for all you’ve done for me.” Replied Taisha, hugging her firmly and not letting go.
Maggie felt a little uncomfortable but grateful for the affection. Taisha and Maggie had butted heads on more than one occasion over the years.
“Taisha, this is my husband Sam. Sam, Taisha.” Maggie stepped back to let them greet one another.
Maggie nearly laughed out loud when Sam, not known for hugging, gave the beautiful young lady a bear hug. “Pleasure to meet you Taisha, Maggie’s told me so much about you. I can’t wait to hear about Nigeria.”
Taisha smiled with grace and returned the hug.
“Come in and have a seat. Dinner should be ready in about 20 minutes. Would you like some wine. We have chardonnay or rosé. We’re having baked chicken breast for dinner.” Said Maggie leading her to the living room.
“I’ll have some chardonnay please.” She replied walking toward the sofa.
Maggie understood the wraps on the dress as soon as Taisha walked in front of her. The halter top consisted of very long sheets of fabric that were rolled into one-inch diameter straps that hugged her neck wrapped each other twice between her shoulder blades, before spreading out and down around her sides and across her abdomen. Then they wrapped around her back and tied in a bow at her lower back. She could not help but notice Sam’s eyes light up at the sight of Taisha’s exposed back. And of course, flawless skin.