Thread: High School Bondage Club

As soon as he saw her reaction, Carl knew he was going to enjoy this first taste of discipline with Nadia. That smug little grin, like she was too cool for the club and this might all be some big joke, disappeared immediately. Her body stiffened and her face tightened, eyes widening for a second before they narrowed as she studied him. Their locked gaze became a battle of wills, almost a scene out of a Western movie where two gunslingers were staring each other down on a dusty street. Each of them battling for dominance and refusing to yield in front of their classmates. Carl discovered that he enjoyed that Nadia was testing him, challenging his authority to punish her and questioning if he was worthy of the act. It just made his grin grow bigger and he summoned her again with that crooked finger. He kept his face relaxed and his body language casual, letting her know that he felt completely confident and in control. Let her believe that her reticence to submit to his discipline didn't bother him at all. It helped that he had her in a difficult corner. She couldn't back down without looking like a coward and there was no graceful way to refuse him without quitting the club. She'd be forever that girl who couldn't handle a little spanking. But suddenly, Kyle stood up and asked Jun to take off her pants. Maybe Carl's teammate had sensed that the tension with Nadia was dragging too long and Carl needed help, or maybe he was just sick of waiting for Nadia to make up her mind. The Asian girl proved to be much more submissive than Nadia and Carl's gaze was dragged to her irresistibly as Jun pulled off her pants and exposed her pale and tiny ass to the group, wearing just a skimpy thong. By the time he glanced back to Nadia, he saw the defiant girl wiping her face free of the look of shock and horror that had developed from witnessing Jun's willing compliance. As their eyes met, Carl felt his grin become a smile. He knew he had her now. Nadia would never back down after Jun had shown her up! And sure enough, Nadia stood and began to walk towards Carl. Her jaw was set, face a little flushed, and she seemed to be fighting back some sassy comment. Instead of placing her arms on the table next to him, she sauntered up to him and placed her arms around him before gripping the table near his hips. Carl couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and feel his eyes bulge in surprise as she pressed herself against him and made him suddenly very aware of those breasts she hid so well. This tomboy was definitely a girl! He recovered from his surprise as she gave him a sultry challenge. He realized she was trying to seize some control back and turn what was supposed to be a punishment into a partial victory for her. Carl set his jaw and glared back at her, grin reappearing as his hands slipped between their bodies and began to work the button of her jeans. Technically, I never said how you had to grab the table, he answered her smoothly as his fingers opened her jeans and slid the zipper down. So if you want to get spanked in this position, I'm very fine with it. But, I think Kyle is right, we should have your pants off for any punishment. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her jeans and tugged them down over her hips, pushing them to drop to her knees. As he let the jeans fall, his chest rubbed against her breasts and his face lowered to hover by her ear. He whispered to her lightly, I like this position better, anyway. He let her know with that little comment that her plan to take the initiative had backfired and turned into an act that merely pleased her punisher. And then he placed his palms on the twin globes of her ass, peering over her shoulder to get a peek at them. As a dancer, her ass looked extremely firm and well muscled. Carl tentatively cupped her cheeks and found them very solid and tight indeed. She would be extremely fun to spank. Ready for your spanking? Carl asked her, leaning his head back to stare in her eyes again, a big grin on his face.