I stared at the wall right in front of me, aroused thinking what's going to happen next. I slighting pushed my hair out of the way and peaked behind me, watching Mr B rummage through his draw frantically searching for something, suddenly stopping and stared into my eyes and smirked. I turned my head back to the wall as fast I could as I heard a slight chuckle, I couldn't stop blushing feeling so weird.. so slutty? I kept feeling his hot breath around my back as one of his hands travelled my body's curves, as his other hand had a rope. I hesitantly spoke,
"M-Mr B.. why do you have a rope in your hand?"
"Don't act so dumb Y/N, you know I'm into this type of stuff, you can't deny you like this too" he paused.
"Don't you doll?" he whispered into my ear. His hands both slithered up both sides of my waist sending this ticklish feeling up my sides and spine, then he grabbed my arms and folded them resting them at the back of my back tying them together, bringing the rope in front of my chest opening the buttons on my shirt as his pulled the rope around both my breasts. This went on for 1 more time then he lifted up my skirt and took slide off my panties and put them to the side as he put the rope between my clit. He started to pull the rope again to my chest and stopped and held it.
"Now now, what a pretty little girl I have here" he chuckled as he tugged the rope sending electrical like vibrations by rubbing my clit with the rope. I looked at him with watery eyes and saw his sinister smile, "fuck.. what did I get myself into" I thought as he kept tugging the rope. Little moans started to form entering the quiet atmosphere, it felt so humiliating.. so fucking humiliating.. but why am I enjoying this?
"Well.. aren't you enjoying this princess" he smirked as I nodded with tears rolling down my cheeks. He got up from his seat and watched me swarm in his presence stumbling to my knees looking up to him in pleading eyes to continue on. He grabbed my chin and pulled me into a passionate kiss.. slowly getting lower and lower leaving a trail of hickeys all over me still tugging the rope time to time causing my moans to get muffled as I bit my lip. Not too soon he pulled his hungry lips away gasping for air against my neck as I whined,
"S-sir.. more.. keep.. going"
"Brat. Watch your tone, I don't like whiny girls like you" damn that hurt, he didn't have to say the last part. I rolled my eyes and turned my face the other way and said,
"Whatever forget it"
"That's it.". He grabbed my body up and put me against his cold wooden desk, pushing my buds into the desk causing friction. I was still processing what he was doing while trying to look behind my back to see him get a leash and a whip.
"S-sir.. you know I'm joking r-right.. I was k-kidding" I frantically said.
"You asked for this brat.. I chose to be nice with you but little brats like you never learn". He grabbed a fist full of hair pulling my head closer to his other hand attaching the leash around my neck, adjusting, tightening and pulling. I couldn't lie this felt so suffocating and I started to get vivid vision surrounding my outer corners of my eyes, I knew I was losing blood circulation around my neck and it wasn't going to be pretty. After finishing putting the leash around my neck, he threw my head into the desk and said,
"I'm going to spank you 20 times, every time I spank you I want you to say thank you sir.. you got it brat?"
"Yes.. sir"
One spank..
"Thank you.. sir"
Two spanks..
"Thank you.. sir".
It continued on like this till fifth-teen spank..
"S-stop.. please s-sir" I whined as I tried to get out of the ropes. He chuckled,
"Your such a disobedient brat learn from this.. not whine". He paused,
"Now.. sit underneath my desk.. my next class is outside". I looked and saw many students knocking and trying to look through the tinted mirrors, "fuck" I mentally said blood rushed towards my face collecting my bag and clothes on the floor. I slid right underneath his desk.. wow perfect fit I thought. Soon he adjusted his clothes and opened the classroom door.
"Be prepared baby doll".
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