You ran up the hall way of your college, each stride you took your skirt rode up your tan legs, by the time you had reached your lecture room mostly everyone was there, you flung open the door and everyone turned to look at you, you shut the door quietly behind you "sorry I'm late Mr Warner" you said barely above a whisper "Miss Cole you have detention after your lectures" you sigh and sit down in your seat pulling out your Macbook, you open your work and begin listening to the tutor below. you crossed your legs over and peaked over your screen as Mr Warner began explaining something about how JFK was killed and all the possible conspiracies about it, you looked him up and down noticing the bulge in his leather pants.
Mr Warner wasn't your average teacher, for one he wore leather pants and black shirts, he wore eyeliner and had shoulder length black hair that was always pin straight, secondly when he wasn't teaching he played in a band called Marilyn Manson along with Mr Ramirez who was also a lot like Mr Warner.
The bell rung signalling the end of our History lecture and you had to get to AP Drama. once you had picked up your things stuffing them into your black satchel, you decend the rows of seats and walked past Mr Warner's desk "Miss Cole" you stopped and turned facing him, he hands you a white slip "that's your detention slip" you nod taking it, stuffing it in your pocket you leave the room and going to your next and last lecture of the day.
You slowly become tired as the end of drama came, you looked at the clock after shutting your MacBook. two minutes "Miss Cole" you look up at Mr Rodriguez "are you finished" you nod and get up going to the printer, you take off the newly printed three pages that has your work of how you think you did when playing the role of Rizzo in Grease, you walked to the front of the room handing your tutor the pages and he nods "you may leave" you nod going back to your desk stuffing your things into your bag then you leave, you look at your watch and see you have twenty minutes until your detention with Mr Warner.
You run across the lot to your dorm building, pulling out you keys as you round the corner to your room, shoving the key in the deadbolt you unlock the door going inside, you put your bag down and look in your mirror to touch up your eyeliner as it had began to smear in Drama class from dancing around the stage, you apply your usual black lipstick that had slowly started to fade from the crease of your lips and you sprayed your body with Vanilla perfume, once you were satisfied you looked okay to go back out into the public you left your room stuffing your keys into your jacket pocket.
You looked at your watch and cursed "fuck!" You sprint towards Mr Warners room noticing you have only five minutes to get to your detention, you were rather crap at time keeping and had no perception of time what so ever, you looked at your watch again seeing it was the time of your detention and you stopped at the top of the short corridor to pull up your black over knee socks as they had started to slip "Miss Cole!" You look up to see Mr Warner with his arms clamped over his chest giving you a stern look. you walked towards him with your head down, your breathing was still laboured from the running as you got closer his familiar Demonia boots came into vision "your three minutes late" you nod slowly "sorry Mr Warner" you hear him sigh "just go in and take the seat in front of my desk" you nod going inside and sit down, you hear the blind over his door shut and the click of the locking bolting into the door frame, you gulp looking straight ahead of you at the board that had various mathematic equations drawn on it.
"Miss Cole" You look up again seeing Mr Warner leaning against the end of his desk "what is your reason for being late...again" You bite your lip thinking of a valid excuse, but instead You tell the truth "I over slept, then I thought I'd have enough time to get something to eat, but I have no perception of time and that's why I was late" he shakes his head "so this week was a truthful excuse?" You nod "yes Mr Warner" he nods "I'll just have to punish you" your eyes widen at the smirk that plays on his lips "stand and bend over the desk" you gulp nodding as you get up and lean over his dark brown wooden desk, you feel his hands trail up your thighs as he lifts your skirt over your ass and it settles on your back, you hear him suck in a breath until you whimper as his hand lands on your ass sharply.
He carries on spanking your ass around five times, each time you whimper quietly "bad girl" he mumbles. as much as it hurts when his large hand lands on your ass you can't help but get even more turned on each time he hits, your soon turned over and lifted on the desk, your legs are pushed open as the slim body of Mr Warner stands between them, you keep your head down as you watch his slim fingers wonder up your leg towards your moist panties sit, you feel two of his slim fingers trace over your panties where your wet folds lay, he tuts "Miss Cole...your soaked" you bit your lip looking up at him as he smirks, his honey brown eyes holding one look only, that look was lust.
You nod slowly as he slowly lifts the hem of your white blouse and it comes off and he sets it on the desk next to you, you keep your teeth clamped on your bottom lip as he leans down, his lips slowly press to a spot behind your ear, a noise you have never heard before leaves your lips and you feel Mr Warner smirk against your skin "do you like that Miss Cole" you slowly nod as he slowly kisses down your neck and down to your collar bone, you suck in a shaky breathe as he nears your soft spot, which happens to be the skin on top of your collar bone.
He kisses and sucks on the tender skin of your collar bone and you lets out a raspy moan "you're a very naughty girl" he kisses down and sucks on the bare part of your breast which isn't covered by your lacy white bra, he unclasps your bra from the front, and it drops from your shoulders and slides down your arms, he kisses down and moves his head back, he blows against your nub, making it hard, his face goes back down as he takes the nub between his teeth, another chorus of moans leaves your lips as he continues to suck and nip at your breast and nipple "fuck.." is all that leaves your lips, Mr Warner comes back up and goes near your ear "does Miss Cole need punishing further?" I nod shakily as I felt my heat get even more wet "yes" you hear him growl "yes what!" You shudder "yes Mr Warner" he nods and moves back, he takes you off the table and bends you over it, his hands lift your skirt once more placing it on your lower back and he pulls down your panties roughly, you hear the zip of his leather pants, then you hear them slide down his legs, you turn slightly to glimpse at him and notice he isn't wearing underwear under his pants, you gasp when you notice the size of him.
You soon feel his hands on your hips as he positions himself at your entrance, he slams into your heat from behind and immediately hits your g-spot, you let out a painful scream "ooo did I just take something from you Miss Cole?" I nod slowly "does it hurt?" You could hear the smirk on his voice as you nod again "good, because bad little girls need to be punished" he began to pound into you and soon the pain began to fade to pleasure, he pounds into you faster gripping your hips "Mr Warner...harder!" Your gasp out and he obeys pummelling into your harder, hitting the right spots, you could slowly feel yourself tighten around his dick and he groans "fuck! Your tight" you whimper as you could feel yourself becoming close "I'm c-close..." with that been said Mr Warner sped up "let it go!" You nod and after a few more thrusts you and Mr Warner cum at the same time. panting he pulls out of your and you slowly get of the table, you pull on your clothes and he pulls up his pants fastening them, he then comes over to you and he tidy's up your hair, then he leans down and roughly presses his lips to yours once more, you kiss back roughly and he wraps his arms around your waist.
He soon let's go and you shrug on your jacket "remember if your late next week you will get worse" he smirks and you nod "ooo I better not be late then" you tease playfully leaving his room.
