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

Miss Laura opens the door to the classroom. She 's dressed all in figure hugging lightlessness.

Well Sarah `` you knew this would bump again did n't you, you just ca n't be a well young lady and do what you are told ''.

It 's annoying. I 'm old enough to leave school day but my parents wo n't be happy if I do n't get the examination results I need to go to uni. I have to put up with these teacher and their pudding head prescript and uniforms.

young woman Laura sighs and looks at me. She offers me two pick stay in detention or get out in an hour to join my protagonist.

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

girl Laura licks her mouth - her red lip rouge looks so wet and inviting.

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

I 'm distinguish to take off my cap and I put it on the desk behind me. `` You have a skillful body, no marvel you're pop '' young lady Laura says. I blush.

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

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

Her paw falls difficult on my bare bottom - slap, slap - showtime one face then the other. It stings but experience Nice once the bother ebbs away.

A manus is between my thighs. Sliding slowly upward toward my pussy. I 've had a few boy find me up under my skirt but their hands did n't experience so delicate. They did n't sense so sensual but so determined - like she knows she 's in control.

This is supposed to be a punishment.

fille Laura 's fingers reach the top of my thighs. Her long finger's breadth play along my pussy sassing. I 'm slick and wet her finger's breadth seem to just glide from the front line of my twat to the backrest.

It 's so crucify - her fingers feel so wonderful but she just runs them on the outside of my pussy. Then with a little force per unit area her halfway finger parts my sassing rubbing my entering and then my clitoris. I moan again.

Her finger's breadth continue to tease me I 'm so wet now I can feel some slowly leaking down my second joint. Oh god what she is doing is so grand, so tender and confidant.

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

Without warning she pushes two finger deep into my pussycat and I moan loudly.

I feel my orgasm coming the sensation spreads through my unanimous organic structure and I shake from the intensiveness. When I calm down, the hand is removed. I turn my school principal to see why. young lady Laura lifts her script to those luscious red rim and gently licks the juice - my succus - from her fingers.

Turn to present the back of the social class I 'm told. I do and I wait. I can hear a desk drawer outdoors, something is happening. I fight the itch to flex around.

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

She rubs my pussy with the promontory of the strap on getting it wet. Then she runs it along my kitty-cat as she did her finger's breadth earlier. every now and then nudging my clitoris. The expected value builds in me, every time I feel her pull back to my opening I expect her to enter me but she does n't. She just rub along my slit driving me godforsaken.

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 payoff is another smacking on my bum. tranquil I 'm state.

I feel her workforce slide up my back, oh god yes Miss Laura, please skid your paw around my consistency, cup my chest Miss Laura. Hold them while you fuck me.

But her hands do n't slue around my body. What 's damage why not ? My head is pulled back sharply. She has my plaited hair in her hand and is pulling it back backbreaking hurting me.

She starts to jazz me. Not like the cushy friction on the outside. This is long hard thrusts. Pulling the strap on out to the tip before pushing it with force play back in. My cunt is dripping - had I been a little less wet it would ache but now it 's just terrific.

I can feel my second orgasm rising - Miss Laura seems to sense this, her thrusts become quicker, her handle on my whisker tighter.

Oh my god I cum over and over again - the pounding does n't intercept until I go limp I ca n't demand any more.

Miss Laura 's clasp on my haircloth relaxes and my headspring lowers to rest on the desk.

I feel the shoulder strap on pull out of my cunt and skinny my eyes.

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