Schoolgirl being spanked
The schoolgirl shuffled into the principal’s office, her head hung low. She knew she was in trouble this time. detention awaits her, a fate worse than death for a mischievous girl like her.
The principal, a stern man with a thick mustache, glared at the trembling teen as she approached his desk. “What have we here?” he grunted, eyeing the contrite girl with a mixture of disgust and lust. “Another naughty little minx causing trouble, I see.”
The girl mumbled an apology, her voice barely audible. The principal sighed heavily, drumming his fingers on the desk as he considered her punishment. “Well, well, what am I going to do with you?” he wondered aloud, his eyes roaming over her petite frame appreciatively.
She squirmed under his scrutiny, acutely aware of the principal’s power over her. He could expel her, ruin her reputation, make her life miserable. Or he could offer her an… alternative. And from the way he was looking at her, she had a pretty good idea what that alternative might be.
The principal stood up abruptly, his chair screeching against the linoleum floor. “Bend over the desk,” he ordered gruffly, gesturing to the wooden surface with a firm jerk of his head. “Skirt up, panties down.”
The girl hesitated for only a moment before compliantly placing her hands on the desk and arching her back. She hiked up her pleated skirt, baring her round, perfect ass, clad only in a skimpy pair of white cotton panties. Goosebumps pricked her skin as she slid the flimsy underwear down to her knees.
The principal stepped closer, raking his eyes over her exposed bottom. He didn’t even bother to hide his growing arousal. “I’m going to teach you a lesson you won’t soon forget,” he growled, raising his hand high in the air.
The crack of his palm against her soft flesh echoed through the empty room. The girl yelped, instinctively trying to cover her stinging bottom. But the principal grabbed her wrists, pinning them firmly to the small of her back.
The spanking continued, swift and hard, each stinging slap making her dance on her tip toes. Tears stung her eyes, but somewhere amidst the pain, she felt a spark of something forbidden. Something dark and delicious.
Her pussy throbbed, growing hot and wet. Theprincipal’s arousal was making itself known, straining against the fabric of his trousers. He was enjoying this as much as she was.
Lost in a haze of pain and pleasure, she barely registered the principal ripping open his belt, undoing his pants with agonizing slowness. Her hips bucked involuntarily in anticipation as he nudged her thighs apart with his knee.
Without warning, the principal plunged his thick, hard cock deep inside her tight, dripping cunt. The girl cried out, shocked by his sudden invasion. But the pleasant burn of his girth stretching her walls quickly gave way to ecstasy.
The principal set a punishing pace, pounding into her ruthlessly, spurred on by the lewd squelch of her juices and the symphony of lewd cries spilling from her lips. She was in heaven and hell, all at once.
Each thrust rocked her forward into an exquisite, bruising pain as her tender bottom met the unforgiving surface of the desk. Still, she arched her back, pushing her bottom higher, silently begging for more.
The principal obliged, fucking her deeper, harder, grunting like an animal as he chased his own release. The girl could feel her climax building, coiling in her belly, threatening to consume her whole.
She was so close, teetering on the precipice. “Please, more,” she begged desperately, shameless in her desire. “Spank me harder.”
The principal growled, slamming into her with renewed vigor. His hand rained down on her sore bottom, determined to leave his mark. To claim her. To ruin her.
The girl wailed, her cunt clenching rhythmically around his pistoning cock as her orgasm ripped through her. Pleasure exploded through her veins, whiting out everything except the delicious ache between her legs.
The principal followed soon after, flooding her with his hot seed as he grunted her name. He collapsed against her, crushing her into the desk, panting harshly.
After a long moment, he withdrew, tucking himself away and buckling his pants with shaking hands. The girl straightened slowly, wincing as her abused bottom met the wooden chair as she sat down.