Michael exploded deep within her body, spilling his seed deep in her womb. Sarah cried out as she came again, his bite sending pleasure rushing through her. Sensation rocked their world over and over as his cum spurted deep into her molten depths. The world fell away as they clung to each other, Michael emptying himself in Sarah’s satiny heat, her body clenching his cock, squeezing him over and over until he was spent.
They lay still on the rug, Michael’s arms wrapped around Sarah holding her close as he gently kissed her neck. “Mine... mine... mine.” His eyes were closed in bliss as he held the woman he loved close to his heart. Sarah nuzzled into his chest, a contented smile on her face. She felt completely satiated and incredibly happy.
“Yes yours, always yours. I love you ... Sir.”
“I love you too baby, more than anything. Nothing else matters but my beautiful girl.” He rolled to the side and pulled Sarah close, grabbing his discarded shirt to drape over her.
“Michael?” The tone of her voice spoke volumes. There was something she wanted to know but was afraid to ask.
“What is it kitten? Ask me.”
“Does it bother you that you weren’t... that you weren’t my first lover?”
“You chose that direction of the game baby, not me. And it was strictly a game, not some wishful re-enactment on my part. Would I have liked to have been your first lover? Hell yes. I’m so jealous of the men who’ve put their hands on you. You know I’m possessive, Sarah, but you’re mine now. The fact you weren’t a virgin that first time didn’t make it less fantastic. Besides, I still got to teach you a hell of a lot, and certain parts of you were very virginal.
“I introduced you to so many things, taught you how your body would respond to pain and pleasure, showed you ways of making love that made you blush crimson. I was the first man to take you places you've never been. Besides, I get to make naughty Sarah come out and play every day. None of it changes how I feel about you, and how wonderful it is when I make love to you.”
Sarah raised up on her elbow and trace a line from the tip of Michael’s nose down over his chest to his abdomen, pausing to run her fingers over the hard muscles there before dipping lower. Michael’s cock stirred at her touch. “You certainly do have a knack for making naughty Sarah come out to play. Have I paid my dues Mr. Headmaster Sir?”
“Oh no Miss Walton. We haven’t finished by a long shot. I promised you I was going to have your sweet little ass, and I’m not a man who goes back on his promises. “Get up and bend over my desk. I want your legs spread wide while you grab the back edge with both hands.”
The Headmaster’s Game Part Two
Sarah turned and slowly walked to the desk, hips swaying, noting for the first time that he’d cleared off the computer and all the clutter. She knew her ass was still red and probably still bore quite a few of Michael’s hand prints, and she couldn’t help being just a little seductive. Sarah took the desired position and spread her legs as required. The hard wood of the desk pressed against her hard nipples causing little tingles of pleasure as did the knowledge that Michael was behind her watching every move of her body. She knew her pussy was vulnerable and on display in this position, and the thought caused a fresh renewed rush of pleasure to shoot through her.
“I’m ready, Sir.”
“Yes you are Miss Walton, and so am I.”
Sarah wiggled her ass, and Michael chuckled as he rummaged around behind her. “Such a tease Miss Walton. Don’t worry, I shall be attending to you soon.” Sarah shivered in anticipation when she felt his hand on the small of her back. Michael nipped at her neck and ran his hands down her sides, pausing to hold her hips and grind his cock into her bottom. The sensation her overheated skin made her gasp and wiggle again.
“Need you Sir.”
“Soon Miss Walton, very soon. I think you ought to be careful of what you ask for young lady. I’m going to ram my cock into your tight ass and pound you till you see stars. Did anyone ever put anything is this naughty, nasty bottom of yours Sarah?”
“No Sir.”
“Good, all the better to teach you who’s in charge. It will be a punishment you won’t soon forget. Pain and pleasure mixing together can be such sweet agony and ecstasy. I’m going to make it hurt Miss Walton, until I decide you’re sorry for everything you’ve done. I’ll ride you hard until you cry and beg, and then I’ll take you slow and deep until you cum. Gonna fill up your naughty ass, Sarah. Fill you up and fuck you so hard you won’t sit for a week without thinking of my cock driving you to your knees. You won’t soon forget the lessons you’re learning here today, girl. I’ll see to that.”
Sarah heard him flip open the top of the bottle of lube, and turned around. “Ah, ah Miss Walton. Face forward.” Sarah did as she was told and sighed when she felt Michael’s fingers between her ass cheeks. He slid his fingers up and down between her blazing orbs, spreading the lube liberally. The slick sensation of the lube on her punished bottom hole was heavenly. The crop had made her super sensitive to even the slightest touch, and the lube soothed the overheated flesh, and caused desire to tingle through her core. Sarah moaned and pushed back, wanting more.
“Such a dirty girl, wanting something in her ass. I have just the thing.” He pushed a single finger in then pulled it out, then inserted it again and lubed her up, wiggling it slightly to loosen the muscles. Michael didn’t want her too relaxed. This was a game to give pleasure but taking her while she was still tight would enhance the feeling for both of them. Mixing in a little pain when he first entered her was part of the script. “There you go pet. All slicked up and ready to start your next lesson.”
Sarah felt the head of something hard and bulbous at her entrance as Michael slowly inserted a small butt plug into her ass. He twisted the plastic phallus and fucked her bottom with it sending shock waves of pleasure through Sarah. She moaned and pushed back, trying to ride the motion of his thrusts. Michael slapped her ass hard and pinched her swollen clit until she was gasping.
“None of that now greedy girl. Hold still. I’ll decide how much and how hard you’re fucked. Every sensation you feel is up to me Sarah. I own you.” He twisted the plug and Sarah had to grit her teeth to keep from moving. Michael saw her muscles tense with the effort it took to stay still and chuckled. “You like that do you?”
“Oh yes. More Sir. Please.” Michael complied and was rewarded with the sight and scent of a renewed rush of her sweet nectar running down her thighs.
“Such a little slut you are Sarah aren’t you?”
“Yes Sir.”
“You’re a slut and a tease who deserves to have her ass fucked till she screams. We’ll see how happy you are when my thick cock replaces this little butt plug. I wager there will be some whimpering and begging going on then. It won’t feel so nice until I’m sure you’re sorry.”
Michael moved the plug in and out fast and hard and Sarah groaned again, wanting him inside her. “What do you think Miss Walton? Do you think you’ll like it when I ram my cock in your ass? Do you think you’ll cum when I spread your little rosebud and ride you to your knees?”
“Oh God, yes Sir”
“Shame on you, you nasty girl. Such a naughty bum you have, I’m going to have to punish it. That’s why I’m only going to use the small plug to get you ready. I want my cock to stretch you good and proper when I take you there. I want it to hurt Miss Walton. I’m going to discipline this bottom of yours inside and out today. You’ll be reminded of how I expect you to behave with every move you make.” Michael stopped the rhythmic fucking motion, seated the butt plug firmly in place, and gave Sarah another stinging swat on her backside.
“Now then, what shall we do to make you atone for your bad language. You have a choice Miss Walton, my belt or the cane.”
God, she hated when he made her choose. It was hard to be a part of her own punishment. And what a choice it was. The belt stung like hell but she absolutely hated the damn cane. The last time he’d used it on her she’d had to sl
eep on her stomach for two days. That wasn’t to say it was without merits. She’d cum forever when he’d finally fucked her afterwards. Still, it hurt like hell.
“What will it be Miss Walton?”
“The... the belt Sir.”
“Ask me Miss Walton.”
“The belt please, Sir.”
“Not good enough Sarah.”
“Please whip my naughty bottom with the belt, Sir.”
“That’s a good girl. Now then, hold tightly to the edge of the desk. There is to be no reaching back and no moving from position. Is that understood?”
“Yes Sir.”
“Twenty lashes for your bad language and ten to remind you who your ass belongs to. You will thank me for each one. We will start over if you fail to do as you’re told.” Sarah expected him to start right away but Michael had other plans. He stood back and watched her for a minute, letting her tense and relax, tense and relax as he moved around behind her, enjoying the way the muscles in her ass rippled in anticipation of the first stinging blow. He snapped the belt between his hands and she jumped but didn’t move from her position. Michael knew Sarah was on edge and it was exactly how he wanted her. The waiting also had her wetter than hell. He could see her juices trickling down her inner thighs.
Without warning he raised the belt and brought it down on her already crimson bottom. Sarah rose up onto her toes, then bounced on the balls of her feet, trying to alleviate the sting. Michael put a warning hand on her back, stilling her movements. “Thank you, Sir.” Again the belt rose and fell, striking Sarah on the lower edge of her cheeks. She squeaked but said her ‘thank you’. Over and over Michael brought the belt down, covering her ass in vivid stripes that burned like flames dancing over her skin, while igniting another molten pool in her core.
Sarah cried out with each one. Her breath came in harsh pants, as her eyes filled with tears. Her ass had been so sensitive already. It made this new punishment hard to bear. She was finding it hard to endure each lash. Michael heard a sob catch in her throat as she thanked him for the twelfth stroke, and stopped to let her catch her breath. He ran his cool hand lightly over the welts and Sarah whimpered. “You okay kitten?” This game was meant to give pleasure, not exclusively pain.
“Yes... Sir. Please give me more.”
“Good girl.” Michael delivered the final blows and Sarah squeaked out her thanks while bouncing on the balls of her feet, but she bore each one. “I’m proud of you Sarah. You took your punishment well. We’re almost done with the pain now.”
“Thank you, Sir. I’m really sorry for everything I’ve done. I promise I’ll behave from now on.”
“Your punishment isn’t quite over yet and you know it Miss Walton, so don’t try to sweet talk me. Only time will tell if our lessons today will improve your behavior, but you can be sure that I will be watching every move you make, just waiting for you to slip. I will do everything in my power to keep you from straying but I’m afraid it’s in your lustful nature to misbehave. I foresee many of these little sessions in your future. Now then, let’s proceed with your final lesson Sarah. I expect you to take this like a good girl and do exactly as you’re told.”
Michael slicked his cock up with the lube then quickly pulled the butt plug from Sarah’s bottom. She moaned at the loss and Michael chuckled, dancing a finger over her tight little rosebud, teasing her. She pushed back and he slapped her bum cheek hard enough to make her hiss.
“Such a slut, Miss Walton! I just know you’re going to keep me very busy chastising you and satisfying your needs.” Michael put his belt around her waist and cinched it tight, then held the strap as he slid his cock between her cheeks. The outside of her bottom was blazing and Michael knew the inside would be even hotter. It was going to be a real struggle keeping himself under control.
“Don’t move now Sarah. You are not to fight me. Stay still and let me punish your naughty bottom. You deserve to be fucked hard and painfully. Take it like a good girl or you will get a taste of the paddle on your pretty little cunt. I have a special one just for naughty little pussies like yours.”
Michael pushed forward and the head of his hard cock popped inside her bottom. Sarah hissed in shock. He’d always prepped her so well in the past before they engaged in anal sex so that his entry was fairly easy, but this time it felt like he was stretching her past her limit.
“Oh God, it won’t fit Sir. I’m not ready. Please Sir, oh please stop.”
“Beg all you want Miss Walton. It will and you are. You deserve this my bad girl.” Michael jerked on the belt and thrust forward, slamming himself halfway inside her. Sarah’s muscles clamped down on him in response to his sudden invasion, and Michael hissed as they squeezed him like a vise.
Sarah moaned as he stretched her wider, the pain of his entry mixing with the fierce desire for him to be seated all the way in. She loved it when he took her in the ass, it was just going to be a little rougher getting to that point this time.
Without pulling back, giving her body little time to adjust, Michael pushed forward even further, pressing Sarah tightly against the hard edge of the desk, he then shifted his hips and slammed his way home. Sarah cried out, feeling far too full. Her ass was on fire inside and out. His cock seemed larger than it ever had before. Her eyes were wide, and her breath came in pants as she tried to get used to the feeling and push past the pain. He was so damn big and hard.
“How’s that bad girl? This is what naughty girl’s always get. They get there little rosebuds fucked until they cry. Now I’m going to stand still and you’re going to recite all your wrong doings while you squeeze me nice and hard. It’s going to hurt, but it’s what you need and deserve. There will be no pleasure to dull the pain until you’ve repented. Get busy girl.”
Sarah couldn’t believe how different the sensation was this time. She felt like he was buried clear through her belly and past the point of her body’s limit. Her ass was stretched too tight. She burned deep inside, but the fire was matched by one in her core that was building with every whispered nasty that left his lips. She clenched her muscles and a bolt of pleasure mixed with pain shot through her. Michael slapped her ass and jerked on the belt around her waist reminding her of his orders.
“Does it hurt Sarah?”
“Yes, Sir.” There was no play acting in her answer but there was no way she was going to tell him to stop either. It hurt, hurt badly, but she wanted him to slam fuck the hell out of her at the same time. The totally unique pleasure sensations always caused by a good anal fucking were building right along with the pain.
“Do you deserve it Sarah?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“That’s right. Tell me why. Tell me why nice and respectfully, and I might forgive you and fuck you until you can’t cum anymore. I’m going to ride you so hard my sweet slut. Gonna be so so good. So fucking tight my bad little whore. Tight and hot. You fit me like a glove, sweet. Your body was made for my pleasure. Squeeze me with your bottom and tell me how sorry you are.”
“I’m sorry I cut... Oh God Michael ...” The clenching of her muscles sent a forceful bolt of pain and desire spiraling deep within her. It left her breathless. “I’m sorry I cut school.”
“That’s a girl, fuck me tight. So incredibly hot. Your punished little bum is on fire.”
“I’m sorry I let that boy touch my breasts.” Sarah squeezed and Michael hissed, jerking on the belt, lunging forward and slamming her into the desk as he buried himself even deeper. Sarah cried out at the force of his thrust. Her stomach doing flips as the pain and desire battled for domination deep in her belly.
“If you ever let another man lay a finger on you, I will take a whip to your pussy girl. You’re mine. Only for me. Keep going.”
“It hurts.” Sarah whimpered, her body still not able to accommodate his size without him moving to help her muscles relax, but she was incredibly turned on at the same time. She knew Michael would punish her for real, no game playing involved, if she even so much as
returned the look of another man, and although she’d found it hard to believe at first, his jealousy excited her to no end.
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