Homework and Hookups: Lane's Fantasy - Sex Stories

Homework and Hookups: Lane's Fantasy

... "What?" he asked, stunned. I snatched up a ruler from my desk and slapped it against the wood, making a loud cracking sound that made him jump a little. "You do not question me. The correct response is "Yes, Miss". Minus 10 points. I suggest you modify your answer, Nicholas." At first he looked puzzled but seemed to give in as he slowly unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them off. He looked at me for the next direction. "Good boy. Now take off your boxers." He seemed even more hesitant, even though I could tell how much he wanted to. I slapped the ruler against my desk again. "Did I stutter? Do it! And next time you disobey me, I'll take this ruler to your rear end!" He quickly shimmied out of his boxers and threw them in the pile with his pants. He attempted to cover up his penis with his hands. I walked over to him and yanked his hands away and held them to my chest. My heart was beating fast under them. "Don't be ashamed." I released his hands. "Arms at your sides, young man." He rested his arms at his sides as his cock was in full view. It was cut and very hard, begging for attention. "Mm very nice," I mused. "That's a cock worthy of extra credit." He blushed and smiled that crooked smile that I had come to love. "What are you going to do with my cock, Miss Lane?" "You will not speak unless spoken to!" I demanded. "Now lean over my desk like a good boy." He leaned over my desk with his ass hanging over the edge, legs spread apart. I dragged one of my nails down his spine ...

... and down one side of his ass, giving him shivers. Then I dug all my nails into his cheek and gave a hard squeeze. He moaned a little and lifted his head to get a look at me behind him, prompting me to give a hard slap on his ass with my ruler. "Keep your head down! Bad boys must be punished. How old are you, Nicholas?" "I'm 18, Miss." "Perfect. Then as a rule of thumb, you will be spanked eighteen times." He clenched his cheeks to prepare for the blows he knew he was about to receive. "Count them for me, Nick. You can count to 18 can't you? Or should I have a talk with your math teacher?" "Yes, I can, Miss." "Good. Let's begin then." I placed the ruler on his butt and then pulled it back slowly, forcing him to wait in fear and anticipation. Then I gave the first hard smack on his ass. He flinched and then said. "One." There was already a red mark spreading across his ass. I quickly spanked him again, this time a little harder. "Mmph. Two." *smack* "Three." *smack* "Four." The intensity of each blow heightened as I went on, and he counted them all the way up to eighteen. He was grateful the punishment was over. "Good boy. Have you learned your lesson?" "Yes, Miss." "Would you like your reward now?" "Yes, Miss!" he begged. "Stand up." He still had a raging hard-on. I slowly slid my skirt up around my waist. His eyes bulged at the sight of my skimpy, white thong which I then slipped off and tossed aside. I lifted myself onto my desk, slid my butt back, and leaned against the ...