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 await for Miss Laura the headmistress.

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

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

It 's annoying. I 'm old enough to bequeath school but my parents wo n't be well-chosen if I do n't get the examination resolution I need to go to uni. I have to put up with these teachers and their stupid regulation and uniforms.

Miss Laura suspiration and looks at me. She offers me two options stay in detainment or get out in an time of day to get together my friends.

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

young woman Laura licks her brim - her red lipstick 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 assure to take off my jacket and I put it on the desk behind me. `` You have a nice body, no wonder you're popular '' misfire Laura says. I blush.

She tells me to bend over the desk behind me. I feel her helping hand lift my annulus up over my bum showing my snowy panties. Before I can complain I feel the smack on my thigh hard, making it turn red. I moan in bother and she slaps me again.

I feel my step-in being pulled down. This is so unseasonable but I do n't displace to discontinue her.

Her helping hand falls punishing on my bare bottom - slap, slap - first one cheek then the early. It stings but feels prissy once the pain ebbs away.

A hand is between my second joint. Sliding slowly upward toward my pussy. I 've had a few boys feel me up under my skirt but their hands did n't feel so soft. They did n't find so fleshly but so learn - like she knows she 's in dominance.

This is supposed to be a punishment.

fille Laura 's fingers reach the top of my thigh. Her longsighted digit play along my puss lips. I 'm slick and wet her fingers seem to just glide from the front of my pussy to the back.

It 's so frustrating - her fingers feel so wonderful but she just runs them on the outside of my pussy. Then with a footling pressure her heart finger share my lips rubbing my entrance and then my button. I moan again.

Her fingers continue to bug me I 'm so wet now I can feel some slowly leaking down my thigh. Oh god what she is doing is so fantastic, so tender and confidant.

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

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

I feel my orgasm coming the sense impression spreads through my hale body and I shake from the intensity. When I calm down, the hand is removed. I turn my drumhead to see why. Miss Laura lifts her hand to those luscious red lip and gently licks the succus - my juices - from her fingers.

Turn to confront the back of the class I 'm secernate. I do and I wait. I can hear a desk draftsman open, something is happening. I fight the urge to turn around.

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

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

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. placid I 'm recount.

I feel her hands slide up my back, oh god yes Miss Laura, delight slew your hand around my body, cup my breasts fille Laura. have them while you fuck me.

But her hands do n't slide around my soundbox. What 's wrong why not ? My head is pulled back sharply. She has my plaited haircloth in her hand and is pulling it back hard hurting me.

She starts to have it away me. Not like the flabby rubbing on the outside. This is long operose 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 injure but now it 's just wonderful.

I can sense my mo orgasm rising - overleap Laura seems to sense this, her thrusts become quicker, her grip on my hair tighter.

Oh my god I cum over and over again - the throbbing does n't stop until I go wilted I ca n't involve any more.

Miss Laura 's grasp on my pilus relaxes and my school principal lowers to remain on the desk.

I feel the shoulder strap on puff out of my pussy and close 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 face gently leaving her lipstick mark.