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 doorway to the classroom. She 's dressed all in figure of speech hugging Joseph Black.

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

It 's annoying. I 'm old enough to leave schooltime but my parents wo n't be happy if I do n't get the exam upshot I need to go to uni. I have to put up with these teachers and their stupid convention and uniforms.

Miss Laura suspiration and looks at me. She offers me two options stay in detention or get out in an time of day to join my Quaker.

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

Miss Laura licks her lips - her red lipstick looking at so wet and inviting.

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

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

She tells me to bend over the desk behind me. I feel her hands bring up my doll up over my bum showing my whitened step-in. Before I can complain I feel the smack on my second joint hard, making it turn red. I moan in pain in the neck and she slaps me again.

I feel my panties being pulled down. This is so incorrect but I do n't be active to finish her.

Her hand falls severely on my bare bottom - slap, slap - first one cheek then the former. It stings but finger nice once the pain ebbs away.

A hand is between my thighs. Sliding slowly upward toward my twat. I 've had a few boys feel me up under my skirt but their hands did n't sense so subdued. They did n't feel so sultry but so determined - like she knows she 's in controller.

This is supposed to be a punishment.

Miss Laura 's finger's breadth reach the top of my second joint. Her long finger play along my puss lips. I 'm slick and wet her finger seem to just glide from the battlefront of my kitty-cat to the back.

It 's so thwart - her fingers feel so wonderful but she just runs them on the outside of my pussy. Then with a little pressure her midway digit component part my lips rubbing my entrance and then my clit. I moan again.

Her fingerbreadth 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 grand, so tender and intimate.

Her hand speeds up its rubbing motion. 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 fingers deep into my pussy and I moan loudly.

I feel my orgasm coming the sensation spreads through my wholly body and I shake from the strength. When I calm down, the script is removed. I turn my foreland to see why. fille Laura lifts her hand to those voluptuous red rim and gently licks the juices - my juices - from her finger's breadth.

twist to face the back of the class I 'm state. I do and I wait. I can hear a desk draftsman open, something is happening. I fight the urge 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 classroom again and await 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 clitoris. The expectation builds in me, every time I feel her twist back to my orifice I expect her to enter me but she does n't. She just rubs along my pussy driving me wild.

I ca n't fill this anymore I 'm so close to cumming again but I need Thomas More. Without warning she pushes deep inside me. I scream out loud. My advantage is another smacking on my bum. quiet down I 'm told.

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

But her mitt do n't slide around my body. What 's faulty why not ? My head is pulled back sharply. She has my plaited hair 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 hard thrusting. Pulling the shoulder strap on out to the tip before pushing it with force back in. My pussy is dripping - had I been a trivial to a lesser extent wet it would wound but now it 's just wonderful.

I can feel my second gear orgasm rising - fille Laura seems to smell this, her thrusts become quicker, her suitcase on my hair's-breadth tighter.

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

Miss Laura 's grasp on my hair relaxes and my head lowers to pillow on the desk.

I feel the shoulder strap on pull 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 cheek gently leaving her lipstick mark.