"Mrs. Terry?" I ask, knocking on the door as I slowly open it.
My teacher, Mrs. Terry, looks up, smiling. "Hailey! Thank you for remembering to come in." she says.
I smile, stepping in and setting my clear book bag on a desk. This is Saint Mary's School for Girls, a private Christian academy for the daughters of very wealthy and influential people. Our headmaster and only male in the building, Dr. Drummar, studied at a university in the Vatican City. He is well respected among church officials and has even met the pope. As you can imagine, this academy was rigorous, unforgiving, and, most importantly, holy.
Mrs. Terry looks down at her planning book to see why she asked me in. I remembered. I forgot my verses that I was assigned to memorize. It was shameful. My father was the director of academic affairs at Saint Mary's sister college. If word got out that his daughter had forgotten her verses, an easy to do and repetitive assignment, there would be nothing on his head but shame.
"Miss. Hailey... Forgetting your assigned verses. I'm very disappointed in you." She says, frowning and saving me to her desk. I knew what was in store for me. This being a private school, physical punishments were still permitted. She stood and sat on a chair next to her desk and patted her lap.
I sighed, walking over and leaning over her lap, my face red with embarrassment. Mrs. Terry spoke softly "You will thank me for each spanking. When you're done, I expect you to recite your verses correctly."
I nod, bracing myself for impact. She pulls up my skirt, revealing my skimpy panties. I couldn't see, but she smirked, biting her lip. Then, she spanks me. Hard. I gasp, choking out a "Thank you!"
I hear her chuckle as she spanks me again "Thank you!"
I feel a strange sensation arising in my... private parts, almost a tingling. I ignore it, and thank her for her next spank.
After a minute of spankings, I feel her pull my panties down. I frown, a bit confused, but I know that it's rude to question your elders. She spanks me again, softer on my bare bum. I gasp, making a strange sound of pleasure. I hear her chuckle again.
"Naughty girl.." she says, squeezing my bum. I bite my lip.
I feel her hand tracing my curves before she lingers at my private parts. I hold my breath. Suddenly, I feel her fingers push into a small hole. It hurts but feels so good. I moan loudly.
She begins to move her finger more, pressing on a very soft spot inside me that made me feel as though I was on fire. I arched my back, crying out as her fingers move faster.
I felt strange, like a knot was being tied inside me. Just as I feel it about to release, Mrs. Terry stops. She pulls me off of her legs by my hair, forcing me to my knees. "Open up." She says.
I look up, confused but obeying, opening my mouth. She pulls her skirt down and reveals lacy panties, containing a massive bulge. My eyes go wide. "Mrs..." I say, my mouth watering.
She smirks, pulling her panties down as her cock slaps my face. I giggle a bit but and snapped back to reality when she grabs my hair and forces her cock in my mouth. I gasp, but open my mouth wider, begining to suck. I stayed there, my parts dripping as she fucked my mouth. It tasted so good, it felt so good and so wrong. I press my legs together, moaning on her cock.
She pulls me up, bending me over her desk and ramming her cock inside me. I gasp, crying out as my body surges with pain and pleasure. She grabs my wrists for leverage as she fucks me relentlessly. My knees give out. I'm a moaning, screaming puddle at her feet. I hear her moaning get louder and louder before her thrusting got uneven. Suddenly, she pounds into me, and I feel a hot, thick liquid running through my insides. She gasps to catch her breath before pulling out of me. I fall to my knees, rocking on my back. She pulls her panties back up, followed by her skirt. She helps me off the ground, helping me get dressed as well. I stand there shaking.
She smiles "I hope you've learned why it's important to remember your assignments." She says, wiping her brow. I nod "Yes ma'am" I say, gathering my things to leave.
"You are dismissed" she says, returning to her seat at her desk.
I think I might have to forget my verses again.
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