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‘’Miss Roy’’
‘’Professor Wambsgans’’
Standing in the room with her white button up, his eyes catch onto her green school skirt that barely covers the heft of her ass.
‘’This is the third and the last warning for breaking the dress code Miss Roy.’’
‘’Whatever.’’
She rolls her eyes dramatically, more interested in checking her perfect manicure than listening to his rebuke.
“Your insolent behavior is unacceptable. You’re not above the rules. Even if you’re a Roy. ”
With a raised chin, she snorts.
‘’Turn around and face the table, please.’’ He commands.
Shivers run down her skin from the deep tone of his voice. Swallowing slowly, she turns her back to him. Tracing the raised carvings on the table, she breathes through her nose.
‘’The staff has voted to have you suspended.’’
She can feel his presence before his tall figure creeps closer into her peripheral vision.
‘’Professor, you don’t have to suspend me. I’m sure we can find another way to – ‘’
Tom's breath burning hot against the shell of her ear causes her to gasp. Her fingertips stay glued to the desktop to stop her hands from fidgeting.
“Now, I do understand why you like to keep your assets on display. Some other professors might not.”
His hand finds her bare thigh. Tracing a figure eight against her skin, his low voice brushes against her ear softly.
‘’Maybe I can redeem you in their eyes, but first I have no other choice but to punish you, Miss Roy.’’
Shiv’s argument is cut short with his broad hand bending her over the desk. The school skirt rides up with her, revealing more of her milky white tights and her ass. Tom holds her down as she struggles meekly.
“But Professor, I - -”
With a tap of his hand, she breaks the sentence. Meanwhile, Tom nudges her legs apart to make more room for himself. Enjoying the view of her back arched over the desk, he traces his fingers over the valley of her spine until she settles.
A wide smile plays on Tom’s lips while his hands climb across her taut hamstrings, sliding over her cotton-covered ass cheeks, massaging the strained muscles. She gasps at his boldness. Hot shivers shoot along her nerves as his hands surely claim her. Tom’s touch feels like fire as hands drift back down over her plump ass, reaching for the hem of her too-short skirt. Flipping the hem over, he tugs it under the skirt's waistband.
‘’So demure.’’
The white cotton panties struggle to contain her ass. The elasticated edges sink into her plunging flesh, squishing her butt out of them. Tracing the scalloped edges of her panties slowly makes her fidget. The tension rises within her. She’s biting down on her lip in anticipation. Hooking his thumbs beneath the fabric, he harshly pulls the panties up straight between her plump buttcheeks.
“You're a pervert.” Shiv gasps as the fabric digs into her pulsing core.
“Am I?
There’s a timbre of amusement in his voice while her claims the newly revealed skin.
The licks of pleasure his familiar hands coax out make her core clench. He deliberately maps her curves out. One of his questing hands stops on top of her covered lower back, holding Shiv down steady against the desktop.
“I think you're due a nice spanking. Now be a good girl and stay still.”
He doesn’t wait for her answer. The smack of his hand cracks against her ass, splitting the silence. A yelp leaves her lips in surprise. Motherfucker. It definitely stings. His hand lingers warmly on her skin before pulling back and delivering the second smack on her ass. Tom enjoys seeing her white skin ripple underneath from the impact.
Falling into a rhythm, he starts with lighter swats. Pink flush colors her white skin after every spank, mapping out the pattern of his hand. Her small gasps of breath fill the room between the smacks of his palm meeting her ass.
He wants to kiss her skin after every swat to ease the pain. But he promised to stay in character. Tom deems her warmed up enough from her breathy gasps. Varying the sensations from light swats to more punishing strikes, he keeps Shiv on her toes.
Tom didn’t bother to remove his wedding rings. With every strike, they leave deep red prints all across her ass cheeks. Though the harsh bite of pain, Shiv can’t escape licks of pleasure that are starting to bubble inside of her, rising to the surface through the burn. She’s simmering. A rush of dopamine is released with every strike against her tender flesh. The small spasms of arousal come right after the punishing sting of his hand. It all drips down wetting her panties.
The most jarring emotion is the wave of humiliation that she’s getting off on this. She muffles her pathetic cries by moaning against her forearm. Sweat has started to bead along her spine curling her hair. Her thighs shake from the extortion of bearing his strikes but she will not beg him to stop. Only by the sounds, he could be fucking her hard.
Tom raises his hand aiming at the still milk-white untouched skin on her upper thighs, just under the sit bones. The squeal that leaves her lips with the spank is delectable. Nerve endings confused as her cunt clenches hard in pleasure. The spank leaves her breathing hard against her hand, sucking breaths between her fingers to keep her from crying out.
“Good girl. You took that so well.”
He knows she’s had enough from the way her hips try to escape his touch. Showing mercy, his big hands drift over the sensitive skin of her ass to caress her soft inner thighs.
Tom admires his handiwork. He opts back to caress Shiv’s bright red ass gently as her abused skin trembles under his touch. Traveling hands cup her tender ass, tracing the red lines his rings have inflicted. Shiv pants quietly. Moaning against her hand when his thumb hits a particularly nasty looking line. It’s probably going to bruise. The contrast between the cold air and the afterburn is too much. Shaking her ass, she tries to give him a hint. Please move.
The white panties and her reddened skin make a beautiful picture. Tom can’t help but smirk as Shiv desperately shakes her rump. Hinting at him to get on with it. Grabbing the waistband of her panties, he pulls them up, wedging the soaked fabric even deeper between her cheeks.
Shiv cries out. Her hips try to follow up with the pull in vain while his thumb brushes against the hot and soaked gusset of her panties. They’ve gone see-through, saturated with her slick, showing off every groove of her dripping cunt. His dark groan echoes in the room. Tom draws small moans out of Shiv when his thumb traces down to her thrumming clit.
‘’It seems like you’re enjoying your punishment quite a lot.’’
Coaxing tighter circles around her engorged clit he pushes her.
‘’Miss Roy, did you enjoy getting spanked?’’
‘’Yes, Professor.’’
Mauling her clit with his thumb, he uses his free hand to press the soaked panties into her cunt.
‘’Oh fuck’’ Shiv mews against her hand.
Delivering a swift spank on her red bottom, Tom corrects: ‘’Language, Miss Roy.’’
‘’I’m sorry Professor.’’
‘’Spread out your cheeks for me.’’ Tom commands, thumb never leaving her clit.
Shiv swallows hard. Laying her head down on the desk, she gingerly brings her hands back to grasp the heft of her ass. Careful not to press her nails into the sensitive skin.
‘’You have such a pretty pussy.’’ Tom dotes while his fingers stroke over her plump outer labia that extrudes under the panties.
Tom has kneeled behind her. His hot mouth catches her off guard, as he dives in to suckle at her clit. The only thing she can do is moan softly at his ministrations. While lapping at her clit through the wet cotton, his long fingers push the gathered fabric straight into her throbbing cunt. He can only go so far with the cotton in the way but it doesn’t stop Shiv’s cunt from sucking his fingers in with every thrust.
The pleasure claims her so quickly, she’s going to cum any second. Tom can feel the telltale signs of her budding orgasm as his fingers cram the panties into her.
‘’I’m going to cum Professor!’’ Shiv’s belly trembles against the table.
‘’Only good girls get to cum.’’ He states while biting her red ass cheek. His fingers never leave her cunt.
‘’Please, can I cum?’’ She mews pathetically. She can’t see Tom’s face from this position. Can’t plead with her eyes.
‘’You must stop flaunting your ass at school Miss Roy. Because this ass belongs only to me.’’
His two fingers are now pumping in and out of her harder, hooking against her g-spot. Kicking her leg back and kneeing the desk, she begs him. ‘’Oh fuck, please. I’m going to cum.’’
‘’Do you promise to be a good girl?’’ Tom asks letting her mishap go. He’s playing her like an instrument, careful not to bring her over the edge before she submits.
‘’Uh huh yes. Oh. I promise Professor. I promise to be a good girl.’’
The orgasm takes her before she’s finished begging him. He eases her through the waves of pleasure until her breathing evens out. Drawing her hands back, Shiv twists to the side to look at Tom for the first time since they started. Biting her lip, she winks and purrs.
‘’Please fuck me, Professor. I want your cock in me.’’
Tom’s blue eyes are dark with lust. His jacket is abandoned somewhere and the sleeves of his dress shirt are pushed up. Hair messy. The bulge in his pants makes her cunt clench even though having already cum once. The clink of his belt sounds like a promise, as he drops his pants down to the floor.
Shaking his head Tom groans. ‘’You’re truly insatiable.’’
Pulling her wet panties down to her ankles, Tom frees her magnificent ass. The air feels so cold brushing against her soaked cunt, but the sensation doesn’t last for long. Tom steps closer, sliding his rock-hard cock against her clit. Slicking his cock with few pumps, he pushes into her.
A ragged moan escapes her as he cleaves her open. He thrusts slowly, almost gently, inside of her wet cunt enjoying the way she grips him. The set-up has made her hyper-sensitive as she can feel every inch of him stretching her. Her thighs shake under her as she arches herself on the desk, balancing on her forearms. Taking firm hold of her hips, he drags her ass against him, halting inside of her.
Air escapes her lungs as his hips suddenly carve out two deep thrusts before going still. Pleasure ripples through the pain on her battered skin. Her hips try to chase the echo of his thrusts rocking against him involuntarily. She’s aching for more. There are not many things he enjoys more than disheveled Shiv. Deciding she’s squirmed enough he pulls almost all the way out of her tight warmth before slamming back in.
Oh god, she loves him. The desk rattles as her hips hit against the edge hard with his thrusts. Pleasure sears through her core as she hangs on the slippery desk, squeaking when her hips knock hard against the wood. Hearing her mews of pain, Tom pulls her back against his thrusts, finding the most efficient angle. Shiv’s body slowly coils tight with ever-climbing pleasure. The burning pain on her cheeks is forgotten as his swift thrusts unravel her.
There’s no reason to prolong their coupling. He can’t keep going like this much longer. They both need it rough and fast. Tom grunts as her cunt continues to quiver desperately.
Shiv’s head lols forward when Tom hugs her up from the desk. Tom’s hand grabs her shirt-covered breast while the other curves over her stomach, holding her taut against him. The length of him is so huge that he can feel himself pounding her from the outside.
Moans fall from her open mouth as his hips continue to piston against her showing no mercy. The change of angle makes wet heat rush through her with every thrust. No matter how hard she tries, she can’t hold herself back. She’s going to come, disheveling under Tom’s practiced thrusts.
Tom groans into her hair as her cunt ripples on his length. Shiv’s unreserved moans drive him onward with increasing delirium. His balls are heavy with impending release. Thank God, he doesn’t have to pretend anymore that he’s not affected by her. A high moan escapes him from the blissful feeling of her core gripping on his cock.
Shiv feels the first waves of orgasm washing over her like cold water, taking her breath away. Tom’s precise thrusts continue to hammer against her swollen g-spot, not giving her any other choice but to come hard on his cock. Her body falling apart under the throes of pleasure, kept together only by his arms around her.
Tom pants face buried deep into her neck. Slowing his sharp thrust down, he enjoys the tight grip as her cunt milks the cum straight out of him. Bottoming out inside of her he keeps her steady in his lap pumping her full. He waits for Shiv to come down from her high as her muscles tremble from exhaustion. With his arms crossed over her soft chest, he can feel her heart pumping rapidly. His own mimics her pace.
A long exhale and a satisfied laugh from Shiv gets him to move. Not trusting on her bambi legs, Tom lays her carefully back face down on the desk. The cold wood feels amazing against her sweaty skin. Tom pulls slowly out of her, stepping back to give her some room. Shiv’s eyes are clenched shut as she tries to catch her breath. The post-orgasm bliss slowly fades away making space for the dull burn on her still red ass.
Suddenly Tom’s thumb finds its way back to her cunt, tracing her swollen outer lips and sliding across her over-sensitive clit. Her cunt gapes from their hard fucking, walls fluttering empty. Shiv whines as his thick seed slides out spilling down her cunt. Groaning at the visual, he gathers the cum with his fingers and pushes the drip back into her gaping cunt.
Wiping his soaked hand against her ass, he leans down and pulls her ruined panties back up. With a pat on her covered butt, he leaves the room.