As always I 'm in detention again. It 's Fri afternoon everyone has left for the weekend. I 'm sat at my desk as I was told to hold off for Miss Laura the headmistress.

Miss Laura opens the threshold to the classroom. She 's dressed all in trope hugging black.

Well Sarah `` you knew this would happen again did n't you, you just ca n't be a good girl and do what you are told ''.

It 's annoying. I 'm old enough to leave schoolhouse but my parents wo n't be well-chosen if I do n't get the exam answer I need to go to uni. I have to put up with these teachers and their stupe rules and uniforms.

young lady Laura sighs and looks at me. She offers me two pick stay in detention or get out in an minute to link my friends.

To get out early though I have to undergo her training computer program. It 's Friday I need to get out of here so I agree to the training.

miss Laura licks her back talk - her red lip rouge looks so wet and inviting.

She tells me to stand up up and take the air to the front of the classroom. I stand there waiting.

I 'm told to have off my jacket and I put it on the desk behind me. `` You have a gracious body, no marvel you're popular '' Miss Laura says. I blush.

She tells me to twist over the desk behind me. I feel her hands abstract my skirt up over my bum showing my white panties. Before I can complain I feel the slap on my thigh surd, making it turn red. I moan in pain and she slaps me again.

I feel my panty being pulled down. This is so wrong but I do n't move to blockade her.

Her hand falls intemperate on my bare bottom - smack, slap - first one cheek then the other. It stings but tone decent once the nuisance ebbs away.

A deal is between my thigh. Sliding slowly upward toward my slit. I 've had a few boy find me up under my dame but their deal did n't feel so soft. They did n't feel so sensual but so determined - like she knows she 's in control.

This is supposed to be a punishment.

Miss Laura 's fingerbreadth reach the top of my thighs. Her long fingers play along my pussy lips. I 'm sleek down and wet her finger seem to just glide from the figurehead of my pussy to the dorsum.

It 's so queer - her finger's breadth feel so wonderful but she just runs them on the outside of my slit. Then with a piddling atmospheric pressure her middle fingerbreadth parts my back talk rubbing my entrance and then my clit. I moan again.

Her fingers continue to tease me I 'm so wet now I can feel some slowly leaking down my thigh. Oh god what she is doing is so wondrous, so attendant and intimate.

Her hand speeds up its rubbing movement. Every now and then she stops to rub my clit a bit harder. It 's so near I 've never had a boy make me so wet.

Without warning she pushes two fingers deep into my cunt and I moan loudly.

I feel my orgasm coming the sensation spreads through my unanimous body and I shake from the vividness. When I calm down, the helping hand is removed. I turn my head to see why. Miss Laura lifts her hand to those luscious red sass and gently licks the juices - my juices - from her fingers.

play to face the back of the course of study I 'm told. I do and I wait. I can hear a desk drawer open, something is happening. I fight the urge to turn around.

fille Laura is behind me again `` Ok you can attend now '' I look and she 's wearing a huge strap on. I gasp but turn to face the backrest of the classroom again and wait in anticipation.

She rubs my pussy with the head of the strap on getting it wet. Then she runs it along my pussy as she did her fingers earlier. every now and then nudging my clit. The expectation builds in me, every time I feel her clout back to my opening I expect her to enter me but she does n't. She just rubs along my pussy driving me uncivilised.

I ca n't take this anymore I 'm so close to cumming again but I need more. Without warning she pushes deep inside me. I scream out loud. My reward is another slap on my bum. Quiet I 'm state.

I feel her paw slide up my back, oh god yes fille Laura, please slue your hand around my body, cup my breasts Miss Laura. make them while you fuck me.

But her hired hand do n't slew around my dead body. What 's wrongly why not ? My head is pulled back sharply. She has my plaited hair's-breadth in her hand and is pulling it back hard hurting me.

She starts to fuck me. Not like the soft rubbing on the outside. This is long knockout thrusts. Pulling the strap on out to the tip before pushing it with force back in. My pussy is dripping - had I been a little less wet it would wound but now it 's just marvellous.

I can find my second sexual climax rising - Miss Laura seems to sense this, her jab become quicker, her grip on my hair tighter.

Oh my god I cum over and over again - the pounding does n't stop until I go hitch I ca n't take any more.

missy Laura 's grasp on my hair relaxes and my question lowers to rest on the desk.

I feel the shoulder strap on pulling out of my puss and close my eyes.

"Oh Sarah I hope you learned your example,"Miss Laura says her lip close to my ear. `` I Will see you on Monday,"she kisses my cheek gently leaving her lipstick crisscross.