Bad Teacher

She’s insane. Or maybe she’s looking for that extra stimulation. Stimulation I’m more than willing to give.

I step toward her, carefully walking around the desk, watching her. But she doesn’t move from her spot. It’s as if she’s determined for me to spank her again. Like she knows this is the only way to amend her mistake, even if it’s so fucking wrong …

It’s what I want. What I need. What I crave.

And what she needs as well.

As I stand behind her, I can’t help admire her ass. Every time I look at it, it’s as if I’ve never seen it before; that’s how precious it is. Especially when she bends over my desk and begs me to spank her like that.

“Do you know what you’re asking from me?”

She nods. “Yes.”

I grin and bite my bottom lip. “I hope you know I’ll enjoy this thoroughly.”

I grab her zipper, pull it down, and pop her button, ripping both her jeans and panties down in one go. She doesn’t even flinch when I put my hands on her naked skin and rub her. Her ass is so cold … it could use a warm-up.

SMACK!

My slap reverberates through the entire room, the sound music to my ears.

Another one to the other cheek and her body bounces against the table.

The third slap has her on her tiptoes.

I place my hand on her back and say, “Stay still.”

She sucks in a ragged breath as I softly caress her ass.

Then I spank her again.

Each hit a little harder than the one before.

I continue until both her ass cheeks are red and her skin glows with my print. Such a fine sight.

When I’ve spanked her for the final time, her body is quivering, and my cock is tenting against my pants.

My eyes glide over her naked ass and the rest of her body, lingering on her face which lies flat on my desk.

Fucking hell.

It’s too much.

My hands instinctively move to my crotch, pulling down my zipper without a second thought. I take out my eager cock and start rubbing it. With one hand, I caress her sweet, red ass while I work myself with the other. I can’t stop myself, even if I wanted to, which I don’t.

I feel possessed.

Consumed by the thought of coming all over her ass marked with my handprint.

She lies on the table without making a sound, her breathing slow and steady as I slide my fingers across her ass and between her slit. She shivers a little as I almost reach her pussy, but then pull back my fingers to continue touching her ass.

The silence between us is deafening, but to me, it only adds to the pleasure as I can hear my own hand flicking over the tip of my cock. Pre-cum serves as the lube, which I spread all over my shaft as I increase my speed. Moans escape my mouth as I hover above her red ass and clamp it tight.

With my fingers digging into her skin, I groan and come.

Cum shoots onto her ass, dripping along her slit as I pour my load on her.

God, the release feels so good … so wrong too, but fuck, so good.

When I’m done, I swipe my cock along her skin before putting it back into my pants.

I reach for her pants and pull them up, covering her naked, cum-painted ass with her panties again.

She gasps. “What are—”

“Giving you what you deserve.”

Her cheeks flush red. Almost the same shade as her ass is right now.

I close her button and zip her up again. “You’ll wear this the rest of the day.”

“What? Why?” she asks, turning around.

“Because I say so,” I say with a smirk.

“But it has your cum all over it.”

I place a finger on her lips. “Shhh …”

She scowls. “You can’t expect me—”

“I expect you to stay here and shut up.” I give her a brash smile and then walk over to one of the tables to grab a chair, which I bring to my desk. “Sit.”

I cock my head and point at it with my eyes until she gets the message.

She makes a face as her ass touches the hard wood but then repositions herself, her lips pursed as if she refuses to acknowledge the fact that A. her ass hurts, and B. she’ll have to feel my juices all day long.

I can’t help but smile at the thought.

Walking to the other end of the desk, I try to banish the dirty thoughts from my head. I spanked her and then jerked myself off all over her, staining her panties with my cum. It felt fucking wonderful, but now, I feel bad. Bad for letting her tempt me again.

It shouldn’t have happened, so I’ll just pretend it never did.

I sit down across from her and reach for the papers on my desk.