I’m dressed in a schoolgirl outfit. Gray checkered skirt that matched your gray tie, and a white loose fitting shirt. You walk in, and see me leaning against the desk.
You ask me, staring at my tits visible under the shirt, if I know that not wearing a bra under my shirt is against the dress code. I don’t answer, I just stare at you with a smirk and shrug my shoulders.
You grab me and flip me around on the desk. My hands hit the desk hard and I gasp. You lean really close to my ear, pushing aside a stray curl, and whisper ‘noncompliance and dress code violations means I have to punish you.’
You flip my skirt up and smack my ass hard. I let out a soft grunt and you grab my throat. ‘Any sounds and you get more’ and you smack me again, leaving your hand print on my ass.
‘Are you going to be a good girl?’ you ask, and I shake my head yes, staying quiet. ‘If only I believed that’ you say as you grab my panties off and touch my wet pussy. ‘Someones horny.’ You let your fingers play around and enter me slowly. I can’t help the gasp that escapes and you smack me again. ‘I said quiet’.