“Yes Sir.” As she began to unbutton her top, Michael opened his pants and pulled out his cock. The sight of it straining in his hands, rock hard, as he stroked it, almost made her pant with need. Sarah’s eyes moved over him and she licked her suddenly dry lips, before bringing her eyes back up to meet his. The pure sensual lust in her gaze almost did him in.
“See something you want Miss Walton?”
“Oh yes Sir.”
Michael slid his pants off and went to his favorite chair. He sat down and straddled each chair arm so he was sitting, legs spread wide, cock standing at full attention waiting to be serviced. Sarah moved towards him, eager to please, dying to take him into her mouth. When she was a few feet from him, he held up his hand to stop her.
“Take off your panties and kneel down right where you are.” Sarah did as she was told, her eyes pleading with him to let her come closer. “Good girl. Now take your blouse all the way off and sit up on your knees.”
Michael waited until she knelt before him in just the plaid skirt that was pulled up in back to display her crimson ass. He sat transfixed, slowly stroking his shaft, squeezing the head and fondling his balls. Sarah looked at him imploringly. She wanted to be the one with her hands on his beautiful cock. The waiting was killing her.
“Squeeze your breasts Sarah, pinch the nipples, twist them in your fingers.” Sarah closed her eyes and threw back her head as she rubbed and tugged at her nipples, her mouth opened and she gasped at the pleasure she was giving herself, imagining it was Michael’s hands teasing her tender flesh. “That’s a girl. It feels nice doesn’t it?” Sarah moaned and nodded. “That’s enough now. Hands back on your head, eyes on me.
“Please Sir.”
“Silence, Miss Walton. You are to keep your eyes on me and your hands on your head. Do you understand?”
Sarah whimpered but nodded. Michael loosened his tie and slowly unbuttoned his dress shirt as she watched him, then moved his hand to his hard shaft. He began by stroking himself slowly; up, squeezing the head gently, then moving back down, over and over, never speeding up or slowing down, drawing out his pleasure, making her wait, watch, and want. When a bead of pre cum appeared on the tip of his cock, Michael spread it around with his thumb then motioned her forward. Sarah came to him eagerly, sliding on her knees, and took his thumb in her mouth, cleaning it of his cum and sucking the one finger for all it was worth.
“Put your hands between your legs Sarah and play with your clit. Show me how you touch yourself when you’re all alone.”
Sarah sighed and immediately slid her hands downward. She held her swollen lips open with one hand so he could see how wet and pink her pussy was. Michael exhaled sharply at the sight of her engorged clit, and he began to stroke himself faster as she pinched it and circled it with her fingers.
“Fuck yourself with your fingers Sarah. Slip them inside you. Can you feel them my naughty girl? Soon it will be my cock sliding in and out of you.” Sarah moaned and Michael smiled. “No cumming Sarah, bad girls must wait. That’s enough now. Hands back on your head.”
“Arrgghhh... you are so going to pay for this Michael!”
“That’s enough Miss Walton!” Michael picked up the riding crop he’d placed near his chair and struck her across the breasts. Sarah cried out and Michael paused, loving the fire in her eyes.
“I’m sorry Sir.”
Michael grinned from ear to ear. That was his girl, always up for adventure.
“I should make you watch as I pleasure myself, Miss Walton. I should make you kneel at my feet while I cum on your breasts and face. You’ve been very naughty Sarah; very, very, naughty indeed. Such a tease. Now you will pay.”
“Please no, Sir.”
“This is what it feels like to want something desperately, Miss Walton. This is how the boys feel when you flirt then tell them to stop. I won’t be stopping today Miss Walton, and you’re not going to want me to. Would you like to suck my cock, Sarah? Do you think you could take it all in? Have you tasted a man’s cum before, you nasty girl? Have you sucked a boy off and swallowed him down?”
“I ...I tried once. It... My mouth hurt so I wouldn’t do it anymore.”
“You’ll do more than that today Miss Walton. You’ll take every inch of me into that sassy mouth of yours until I’m buried deep in your throat, then I’m going to hold onto your cute little braids and fuck you in the mouth. You’re going to suck my cock as hard as I want you to for as long as I want you to, and when I cum, you’ll swallow every drop. This riding crop applied to your ass will give you a little bit of extra incentive to do a good job of it. Now get over here and service me girl.”
Sarah eagerly scooted between his thighs.
“Spread your knees wide, and arch your back when you lean forward.” Michael tapped Sarah’s upturned feet as she bent low and spread her legs. He could apply the leather tip of the crop between her bum cheeks and could whip her little pink bottom hole with her in this position. He did just that, and Sarah gasped in pain mixed with desire. “Now get to work. Disobey me and you’ll feel the real sting this crop can deliver.”
Sarah took Michael’s cock in her hands. She cradled his balls in one, and held the shaft tightly in the other. Peeking up at him innocently, from beneath lower lashes, Sarah hesitantly stuck out her tongue and began to lick him all over. They were tiny little licks designed to tease and stimulate but not to truly satisfy, and Michael’s erection swelled even larger as he watched her go about her work.
“Is this good Sir? Like an ice cream cone?” Sarah lapped at him with a broad flat tongue on the underside of his cock, starting at the base and moving up to tease under the head then swirling when she reached the tip. Michael’s fingers dug into the chair and he nodded, hissing when she repeated the motion. The sight of her servicing him, looking so innocent in the skirt, socks, and shiny shoes, her red ass sticking out from under the bunched up skirt hem, was almost enough to make him quit the game and fuck her into the ground, but he resisted. This was too much fun.
“Take it in girl. Open your mouth wide.” Michael tapped at one ass cheek with the crop, just hard enough to make it sting. Sarah did as he asked, and swallowed him whole. She immediately pulled back and shook her head her eyes pleading. A young inexperienced girl wouldn’t be able to take all of him so easy. If he wanted to play, she’d act the part.
“No Sir. It’s too big, Sir. I can’t. I’ll choke.” This time Michael growled and hit her harder right on her puckered rosebud. Sarah jumped and whimpered, but a smiled played at the corner of her mouth. Her eyes and smile encouraged him, saying ‘Make me, you mean evil man.’, and Michael read every word.
“I told you to take me in your mouth girl. How dare you disobey me? Put your face on the floor, and reach backwards Miss Walton. You are to hold your ass cheeks open.” Sarah hesitated, slightly shocked. This was going to sting like hell.
“Do it now!” Sarah pressed her face to the floor and reached back with trembling hands to hold her cheeks open wide, feeling horribly exposed as she did so. She also felt incredibly turned on and could hardly believe it. She wanted nothing more than to grind her clit into the floor beneath her. Desire shot through every nerve in her body as anticipation clenched her stomach into a tight knot. Evil man. He was such an evil man who did exquisitely evil things to her body. Sarah’s last thought was lost in a blinding flash of pain as Michael did as he’d promised and brought the crop down right between her already sore cheeks, on the tight little bottom hole within. She squeaked loudly, her hands flying up to protect her exposed flesh.
“Don’t make this worse young lady. Get your hands out of the way.”
“Oh God Michael, that hurt. I mean REALLY hurt!”
“Say the word kitten, and we stop.” Sarah bit her lip, her head swirling in confusion. How could he make things hurt so much and feel so good at the same time? That had stung like hell but it had also sent a jolt of pleasure to her core and a flood of juices dripping down her legs. Her whole bo
dy throbbed with desire from the sensation of that one blow. Did she really want to stop the game? She’d never been more turned on in her life. At that moment she was all his, to do with as he pleased, and she didn’t want it any other way. Sarah quickly shook her head. There was no way she was using the safe word. She was going to see this through. Who knew what delightful things Michael had planned for her for the rest of the night.
“No Sir.”
“God I love you, Sarah.”
“You’re out of character, Sir.” Sarah grinned at Michael and pursed her lips in a kiss. He shook his head and smiled.
“Such a sassy girl. One more stroke to give you incentive to suck me properly, and one extra stroke for moving your hands.” Sarah resumed her stance and Michael brought the crop down swiftly once, then again. Sarah cried out, hissing and shaking her head, but didn’t move her ass or hands. She could feel her desire trickling down her thighs and wanted nothing more than to please Michael so he would let her cum.
“Such a hot little bum you’ll have when I fuck you in that puckered little hole Miss Walton. It will be so scorching and tight. It looks so tender now. Tell me Sarah, does it hurt? Is your poor bottom on fire?”
“Yes... Sir.”
“Good. Every thrust will remind you, who owns you now. Gonna be so good my naughty girl - fucking fantastic! Now where were we? Ah yes, you were going to service me with your sassy mouth. Take the tip of my cock between your lips and slide down.”
Sarah looked up once and pouted at Michael, pushing out the very lips he wanted wrapped around his shaft. He raised the crop and Sarah quickly put her mouth over the tip of his cock and slid down part way. She slid back up, circled him with her tongue then slid down again. Up and down she went, licking, making him slippery, circling her tongue round and round, until he was touching the back of her throat.
Sarah paused and took a deep breath then slowly went down a little more, swallowing until she had Michael firmly imbedded in her mouth, the curly hairs at the base of his cock tickling her nose as she gently squeezed his balls.
“Ummmmmm” Sarah made the sound of pleasure deep in her throat and Michael gasped at the vibration. He reached forward and gathered her braids in one hand and flicked the riding crop down onto the tiny rosebud of her bum with the other.
“Good girl, now move up and down while you suck me. Use your tongue too.” Sarah ran her tongue over the underside of Michael’s cock then slowly began to bob her head up and down, fondling his balls and sucking inward as she went. Michael roughly guided her head and continued to play the crop over her sensitive bum hole, rubbing it, tapping it, teasing it. Sarah wiggled and Michael laughed.
“You want me to fuck you there too, don’t you my wicked naughty girl? Want me to slide my cock in and out like I’m sliding in and out of your hot mouth. Suck me Miss Walton, suck me hard. That’s the way. Use that tongue. Swirl it. Lick me. Faster now. Oh yeah. That’s a good girl. Sucks cock so well. Born for it, you were. Such a good little cock sucker. Harder now baby. So wet. So hot. Fucking your sassy little mouth. Fucking it good. Fill it up with my cum. Harder girl, suck harder now. That’s the way. Oh fuck. Gonna cum soon. Faster Sarah, gonna cum in your sweet mouth. Gonna cum and shoot it down your throat. Swallow me up you bad little girl. Swallow my cock down your throat. Fucking your mouth I am, fucking it so deep. Gonna cum in your hot mouth. So hot. Oh God. Oh Sarah.”
The rest of Michael’s litany turned into a series of moans and growls as Sarah sped up. She reached behind Michael and grasped his ass as he tugged her braids harder and faster. She dug her fingers into his flesh and took him in all the way, sucking and running her tongue round and round as she felt the muscles in his thighs tighten signaling the approach of his orgasm. Sinking down all the way to the base, cheeks hollowed, sucking as hard as she could, Sarah held Michael tightly with one arm around his back as he exploded in ecstasy. He cried out as he came, and Sarah swallowed quickly, her throat muscles constricting his cock. She pumped the base of his shaft with her free hand in a blur of motion, lapping at him with her tongue, swirling it across the tip to heighten the intense sensations, never letting up until he was completely spent and shuddering helplessly.
Sarah slowly let him slip out of her mouth and cradled him in her hands, gently bathing his cock with tiny licks as he regained his senses. Aftershocks of pleasure coursed through him as she licked and kissed his shaft and balls, bringing him down and back to earth. He rubbed her head as he sighed, and she looked up at him shyly.
“Did I do all right Mr. Headmaster, Sir?”
“You did very well Sarah. Very well indeed. I think a reward might be in order.” Sarah smiled at him, pleased with herself. She shifted her legs and wiggled her hips so her thighs pressed together, putting friction on her clit.
“On second thought you little chit, I think I’ll proceed with your punishment. How dare you sit there and try to pleasure yourself right in front of me? Didn’t I give you strict order regarding that?”
“Oh please Sir. I’m sorry. I only moved a little.” Sarah groaned inwardly. He wouldn’t do that to her. He couldn’t do that to her! Sarah was fuming and her eyes spoke volumes. Michael smiled wickedly. What he planned would make her hotter and make her cum, he just didn’t want her to know it yet.
“Please” Sarah fidgeted and frowned; she hated begging. She’d been sure he’d let her cum after the blow job she’d just given him. Damn him, it was just a small wiggle but he’d seen it none the less. She couldn’t help it if she was dying for a little release. Making him cum always left her dying to do the same. It turned her on to give him so much pleasure. Now she had no real choice but to play along if she wanted to feel those wonderfully talented hands and tongue on her body.
“I will let you cum Miss Walton, you’ll cum long and hard but, only when I’m ready. Now lay over my lap girl. No arguments now or it will be the crop on your pretty little pussy instead of my hand on your bum.”
Sarah stood and glared at Michael. She stomped her foot in irritation, but then lay over his lap. Michael’s cock began to stir anew at the sight she made and the feel of her body pressed against him. How he loved her ass. It was so firm, yet soft, and tonight it was crimson and hot to the touch. Michael rubbed his hand in small circles on her cheeks over and over occasionally brushing over her swollen lips with enough pressure to tease but not please. Again and again he repeated the action, slowly driving Sarah mad. She wanted more, she needed more; why wouldn’t he just touch her?
“Please Sir.”
“Hush that mouth Miss Walton. You’re going to be spanked long and hard now and it’s going to hurt. Bad girls are supposed to have their bottoms spanked, and you’ve certainly been very bad. I will pleasure you only after you’ve been punished. Now slide forward a little and spread your legs. I want to see all of that sweet little cunt of yours. Want to be able to spank it too. Such a strumpet you’ve been. You’re a flirt and a tease, and your pussy must be punished.”
Michael slid her forward so her ass was nicely presented and his knees supported her comfortably. She was going to be in this position for a long time. He spread her legs and looked longingly at her glistening pink lips. They were swollen, wet, and shiny, and he yearned to bury his face between her legs and lap up her sweet nectar. “So beautiful.”
He wrapped one arm around her waist to support her and began to deliver hard slow spanks with the other. Over and over they rained down, firm and steady, leaving beautiful palm prints, and making Sarah wiggle and squirm. He continued with the punishing blows, turning every inch of her skin from the top of her ass to the middle of her thighs, a brilliant red.
“You are never to skip school. You will always be on time when I summon you. You will never flaunt your body, and you will service me the second I command it.” Stinging slaps accompanied his words. “From this day on you belong to me. I will be the one who disciplines you, and I will be the ONLY one who sees to your needs, and you will NEVER, EVER, EVER, parade yoursel
f around this campus like a two bit whore.”
Over and over again Michael spanked Sarah in a relentless rhythm, high, low, one cheek then the other, occasionally landing a hard slap on her pussy, until Sarah was whimpering, breathless, and near tears. Her body raged with the fire of pain and desire. It tingled in every nerve with each cruel slap. Michael was holding nothing back. She rocked her hips in time with the blows lost in the sensation. Sarah didn’t know if she was trying to escape or trying to arch into each exquisite jolt of pain.
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