a private education

punishment

a/n: takes place the night of the events in "mirror." As always, there be smut ahead, and it's pretty kinky too. Some S&M as well; I don't like actual non-consensual stuff so I tried to make it clear they're sort of roleplaying the questionably consensual parts. Don't like, don't read.

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When she came back to her room that night, he was already there waiting for her.

It wasn't hard, sneaking into her room. He had had plenty of experience doing that with all the girls before El. Sometimes you could sneak in a window, sometimes you sweet talked a dormmate to let you in or look the other way, once he had been caught by the prefect of one of the girls he had been fucking, so he just made her cum, and afterwards the prefect didn't mind him breaking the rules to visit anymore. In fact, she had wanted him to um, come even more after that.

El seemed startled to see him, even though he had told her that morning that he'd be paying her a visit. It seemed that she had just gotten back in from a long school day, still in the Catholic school uniform she had on when she had sucked his dick earlier, which was exactly what Mike wanted.

"Mike! Gosh, you scared me." El huffed, setting her bookbag down on her desk. "Ever heard of knocking?"

Without warning Mike grabbed her, pulling her into his lap on her squeaky single bed. "Why should I knock? It's after visiting hours, El," he hissed into her ear, easily flipping her petite little body over so that she was lying prone across his lap, her cute, juicy ass wriggling up at him. "And even if it wasn't, you're mine. That means I get to have you any time, anywhere. I don't have to knock."

El made a noise that was half a whimper and half a moan, causing Mike's cock to twitch to attention. She squirmed around in his lap some more, causing her ass to jiggle right in front of his face, the pleats of her skirt flipping up gently to flash him peeks of her creamy bare ass underneath.

"Mike...what are you doing?" El's voice sounded unsure, but she made no move to get up off his lap. It was what drove him crazy about her, the way she was so hot and cold, telling him no with her mouth and yes with her pussy. Mike was sure she did it on purpose just to make his cock hard.

"You were a really bad girl this morning, El," Mike said, slowly pushing the fabric of her skirt up to expose her perfect, round bottom. This time it was Mike's turn to let out a strangled moan when he saw that she was still wearing that slutty little thong, the one that had been soaked in her pussy juices from that morning when she had fingerfucked herself into cumming. "Oh fuck, you're still wearing it. You're such a dirty girl, aren't you? Making yourself cum in your thong and then walking around with it on all day, stained with your own pussy juice, rubbing against your little virgin hole..."

Mike pushed her skirt up all the way, not bothering to take it off this time, wanting to keep it on to see it bounce around and frame her plump ass. It made such a pretty picture, El sprawled face down across his lap, her bare ass up in the air, her skirt pushed up her ass, the white thong string disappearing in between her fat mounds, the thigh highs squeezing her parted thighs.

He gave her ass a hard slap, so hard he left a visible red handprint on the creamy flesh, watching her soft ass cheek bounce around from the force of his slap.

"Ah!" El cried out, "M-Mike! What –"

He didn't give her a chance to finish what she was going to say, giving her ass another hard slap. "You put on this thong and these thigh highs to tease me, didn't you?" Slap! "To make my cock hard," Slap! "Didn't you?" Slap! "Admit it!"

"N-no! I ran out of underwear and these were the only clean pair left –"

Slap! "Liar!"

"No!" El mewled, wriggling around in his lap like she was helpless (she wasn't, and it made Mike's dick even harder knowing she was acting like this when there was nothing keeping her from simply getting up and getting away from him). All the wriggling only made her full ass cheeks, now pink because of Mike's merciless slapping, bounce around some more, "It's true! A-and the thigh highs – I can't afford the tights the school wants us to buy. I-I had to make do with these!"