Thread: Lessons 101 (Jack Stalker x Bloodflower)

TIME Monday Evening LOCATION Classroom 102 Crying out won't save you from your punishment, you deserve every stroke of the cane that you receive, don't forget that Miss Berger. said headmaster Grant as she had protested against his short sharp swipes. The cane quivering and vibrating in his hand as each fully justified strike had been happily delivered to her soft pale flesh. He enjoyed the sight of his mark upon her, liked the fact than when she was rubbing her sore ass later on, she would no doubt recall just what she was doing prior, during and after her buttocks were assaulted by his skilful torment technique. He knew it was something he would not forget easily, the unique sounds she made and the look of her perfect body as it submitted to whatever whims flitted into his thoughts. He smirked as his shaft buried itself in her cunt and she dropped the chalk. You don't seem to be responding to my instruction Miss Berger, not only have you spoiled the board but you have dropped your writing materials. I think your wilful disobedience and wanton disregard for following the rules of this academy are becoming quite intolerable. he growled into her ear as his shaft slid balls deep up into her stretched out vaginal cavity. His huge member forced her tiny, youthful, cock tube to accommodate its full length, without a moments pause to allow her to become accustomed to it. Every line she wrote received a slow steady impaling thrust which began when his massive fat cock head splayed apart her cuntflaps, spearheading the journey of the rest of his foot long rod into her insides. It continued as he forced the entire length up into her tight young cunt, driving it slowly into her with a hissing growl from his lips as each inch of his cock was stroked by her glorious innards. It then finished as his balls made contact with her flesh and he lifted her up, first until she was teetering on her heels, then clear of the floor altogether, impaled on his erection as he fucked her clear of the ground, holding her there as she finished writing a line, before lowering her to the ground to start all over again. Please take it out headmaster... he growled angrily as she finished her challenge and dropped the chalk. You want me to take it out and then you go and forget your manners? You forget your breeding and your position in this school and decide to simply address me without my title? Then you squeeze your thighs together like a cheap whore, stroking my cock, clenching at it with your youthful cunt, trying to torture me with your insides while claiming to want to be rid of this wonderful piece of flesh, a massive cock that I have decided to bless you with? he asked in an annoyed fashion. You should know better than that Miss Berger, you're an intelligent girl aren't you? It seems you need to be punished again for your ignorance and carelessness. Now... he paused, grabbing her by the hair he scrubbed the board in front of her with her face and the side of her head, smearing the chalk with her cheeks and strands of her hair, before placing the chalk back in her hand. ...do it again, but do it properly this time you little cunt. he demanded. Remember, you come when I say you can, not before. he told her, drilling his cock back into her again as he had done before, lifting her up on its impaling strength as one hand held her hair and the other forced her hand against the board. He hissed as he moved, her hot insides roasting his cock and setting his blood to boil. Every stroke into that tightness of hers was eating away at his soul, it was so hard not to come as soon as he was inside her, her body, her face, her taste, her smell, everything about her drove him into a frenzy that all his experience and all his will was brought to bear against. He was forced to fight every moment his cock was buried inside her not to simply blast his cum into her body and soak her innards in his seed. Write it again... no wait... he grunted, taking the chalk from her hand he tossed it aside, hearing it shatter and fracture. He put both hands into her hair, twisting it into a pony tail as he turned around, lifting her clear of the floor on his cock as he shuffled over to the teachers desk a short distance away, forcing her forwards by his handfuls of hair he swept the desk clear with her body. Write it out for me, twenty lines this time you disobedient little slut. he growled manically, sliding a pen into one of her hands and grabbing some blank paper to stuff in front of her. Chalk dust scattering across the surface from her hair as he hauled her about like a rag doll. A second later he slammed her face down onto the desk, pinning her head there next to the paper, as he took up position behind her and gave up any pretence of controlling himself, slamming his hips back and forth he manhandled her so that every thrust of his cock into her cunt ground her clit against the hard edge of the desk and battered her thighs against the wooden sides of it. His brow glistened with sweat and his body hammered away at her like an out of control piston as a wild fury invaded his consciousness. Every stroke felt like he was fucking his rod into the cunt of an angel as he ravaged her cunny with his beast of a cock, only paying slight attention with his eyes as to whether she was writing out her lines... after all if she was not she would be punished again for that later. Are you paying AAHHH... attention you little whore... UUHHH.. are you? Have you written what I ...UUNNHH... told you AAUUHH... to... FUCCKK... god Michelle... did god himself put you here on earth to drive men mad?! he growled loudly. He was so close to coming he could almost feel his balls exploding, but he was still able to hold back, he was still able to prolong the bliss of her hot wet cunt sucking back and forth on his rod. You come before you're told to and you'll choke on this fucker. Now write your lines you disobedient whore... WRITE! he threatened, no... promised her, as he yanked hard on her hair, pulling her back every so often to make the occasional brutal penetration of her body all the more satisfying as he ploughed stroke after stroke into her arching frame.