Thread: Lessons 101 (Jack Stalker x Bloodflower)

Headmaster Grant could make an educated guess at the general thoughts racing through Michelle's head, after they met outside his office. It was clear that she was thinking about what was going to happen to her and he hoped that she was ready for some more hard fucking, after all he had merely scratched the surface with their encounter in his office a short while ago and he was nowhere near finished with abusing her flesh for the evening. The subconscious way that she rubbed her ass against him when he moved behind her reassured him that she was already in the grip of a crazed hunger for cock, a need to be fucked and violated at a whim by a man old enough to be her father. It also served to stiffen his erection even further, sending surges of blood racing through it and fuelling his lust for the young schoolgirl who had come at his beckoning dressed as a slut and a whore. He watched her sit down and shift about on her chair, entranced by her legs and the way her tiny skirt rode up to expose every square inch of her legs and thighs. He imagined that the hard surface was playing havoc with her already sore ass, although it would be nothing compared to the welts which would be left there after a brutal caning. He walked to the front of the teachers desk and looked down at her as she spread her legs and began to get to work. That's it you little whore, spread those thighs, show me that tight cunt and your hot pink gash, show me how wet it is, how wet it must have been when you were travelling over here this evening. I imagine that you've been wet ever since you were left standing in your room, trying to pick out your most whorish items of clothing in order to comply with what I had asked. he told her with a degree of smugness. Within moments her fingers were at work on her body, stroking at her clit and sinking into her flesh as she masturbated for his pleasure, although there was a degree of insolence being displayed as he say her grow wetter and wetter and then begin to writhe against the chair. Standing up he moved over to her, grasping hold of her wrists and hauling her up to her feet abruptly. His pants were open and his cock was a rigid tube of pulsing flesh that bobbed about in the air between them as he looked at her face with a stern expression on his features. Well, well, it appears that my generosity in handing you back some of your coke and then expecting you to follow instructions has encouraged you to break the rules again. he told her with a disappointed shake of his head, although his massive hungry erection told a different story. In truth he was glad of the opportunity to break her wanton and depraved display of self-pleasuring so that he could insert himself into her plans, rather than simply watch her finger fuck herself to climax. Dragging her by her wrists he brought her over to the blackboard in a fashion which left no possibility of refusal, turning her around and shoving her forwards against it while standing behind her. He kicked her ankles apart, leaving her teetering on her heels, then he then took some chalk and placed it in her hand. It's more than drugs you're into, isn't it Michelle? You must be into pain and discipline as well. Obviously you deliberately refused to follow my instructions because you wanted to be punished. As such I'll have you write out some lines for me, to remind yourself about your insolence as well as to satisfy my need for discipline. His hands moved to her ass and forced her excuse for a skirt up her body until it rested against her upper ass cheeks, his hands smoothing across her flesh as he took up his cane and drew it back with a swish, letting it TWHACK! onto her ass, a bright red welt streaking across the sensitive flesh of her buttock. Everything about the action brought pleasure to him, the sounds the feel, the way his cock throbbed as he disciplined the young girl. I must not come without permission. I must obey if I want to be fucked. he said, taking her hand in his he used it to write out what he had just told her to. THWACK! He streaked her other cheek, letting the sound echo through the room. Get writing you little bitch. Nice long lines. Ten of them. Every time you fuck one up you'll get another stroke of this... THWACK! The cane bit into both ass cheeks at once, searing a line across her ass that intersected with the two which were there already, biting into her pale flesh. Every time you get a line right though... he cut himself off, resting the cane on a slim lip used for the chalk and duster he gripped her hip with his left hand and guided his cockhead to her slit with the other. He bent his knees slightly, finding it easy to attain the perfect angle due to her 'fuck me' heels placing her at just the right height, then he drove his cock straight up into her soaking cunt, spearing it into the entrance she had lubed up with her own masturbation mere seconds before hand. GAAHHH! he groaned loudly into her ear as his cock was swallowed up by her cunny, his hips forcing it up and into her tight young cunt with a determined clenching of his teeth and a growl of wild satisfaction. Say it as you write it as well you disobedient little slut, I want to hear it, I want to see it... he hissed, leaving his engorged member wedged inside her tiny channel as he placed his hands on her shoulders. Your choice you bitch, cane or cock... and if you dare to come before I do I'll welt your ass until it bleeds, savvy? he commanded her as his throbbing cock twitched and stretched out her silken channel.