Kneeling beside you at your work bench, my head resting on your thigh as you gently stroke my hair.
Wearing only lace lingerie, white and aqua with little bows at the bra straps and one either side of the panties, tightly clinging to my ass, naturally I shiver as I feel a breeze, I look up to you, my movement causing you to tightly grip my hair as my eyes meet yours “Please may I close the window Sir?” I ask you
Releasing your grip you smile gently “Of course you may” you reply.
I smile back and as I begin to rise from the floor I say “Thank you Sir”
You cough loudly and grumble “I dont remember you asking for permission to stand” your grip tightens in my hair and I drop back down to my knees, how could I have been so stupid!
“I’m sorry Sir, I forgot, Please may I stand to go and close the window?” I ask shyly
“You may not girl. Crawl. you may only stand when you get there to reach the window handle, that is all, understand?” He snapped
“Yes Sir” I replied and as he released my hair once again I dropped to my hands and knees and begin to crawl, my panties barely covering my plump ass cheeks, you watch me carefully as I reach the window, I turn to look at you and as you nod I stand and pull the window shut, turning around and lowering back down to my hands and knees I look down as I make my way back to your chair and rest on my heels, my eyes still looking to the floor and my cheeks blushing in embarrasment.
“Stand up and raise your arms above your head, I need to inspect you” you say, I do as I am asked feeling exposed as I raise both arms and hold my hands together above my head, still looking down. I can feel your eyes on me, looking at every inch of my exposed skin, my cheeks blushing a deeper pink now as you slip a finger from each hand beneath the waistband of my panties and roughly pull them down to my thighs, then you lower my arms and pull the straps of my bra from my shoulders down my arms, releasing my breasts and pinning my arms to my sides. “Put your hands together” you say as you pick up a roll of electrical tape from your desk, you begin to wind it around my wrists tightly strapping them together in front of me, placing a firm hand on each shoulder you turn me 90 degrees and bend my front over your desk, my breasts and cheek pressed firmly against it’s surface. With your foot you kick apart my legs slightly and inspect me from behind, pulling my panties to the tops of my knees now as your hand glides up the inside of my leg, I am aching for you now and so wet, but you stop at the top and remove your hand, ‘oh fuck I need to be fucked!’ I think to myself.
“Rude girls don’t deserve that now do they” you say as you press your bulge against me and lean over me to reach your metal ruler, being sure I see as you lift it past my face. I feel the cold of it on the back of my neck as you slowly guide it down past my shoulder blades, the small of my back and over my right hip, then a second later you land the metal hard on my ass thrash “it won’t take me long to show you how much I dont appriciate you’re rudeness girl” you say, hovering the ruler just millimetres away from me, hitting the same spot thrash and again thrash before gliding it lower and lifting it away, and waiting, I scrunch up my eyes ready for it to hit me, you keep me waiting, seconds feel like hours, and then thrash you bring it down harder than before high on my thighs right below my ass, you look carefully at the red strips that have formed and smile wickedly.
You sit in your chair and continue on your piece, leaving me exposed and aching for your touch. My body needs to be used right now, in every possible way!
20 minutes pass before you put your work down and turn to me “lift yourself up and face me” you say calmly, I shuffle my feet closer and lift my torso, shit my body is stiff from that position but I turn and stand facing you, you pick up scissors from your desk and cut my hands free of the electrical tape, I smile at you but you frown back at me, my lips drop and my eyes follow as you stand and turn me to face the desk again, bending my body at the waist like before, you say “Put your elbows on the desk, now”
I do as you ask quickly as you reach over for a notepad and a pencil and place them in front of me. ” You will write, I shall not be rude to my Sir, twenty times” you say, with that I lift the pen and start writing.
The first line, easy to write nicely, but by the second line I found my mouth filled with something, as you pull it out I see the large glass jeweled butt plug and I freeze “there are going to be plenty of distractions” you say and with one quick push I am filled with the plug, you continue “like this, until you finish your lines girl”
Hearing this I realise I need to actually write if I want to finish any time soon, and as my pencil starts to scribble the next line you spank me hard with your right hand smack, I flinch fast and continue to write, again and again your hand meets my ass, the sting more significant each time as I struggle to concentrate.
You step back and stare, my ass cheeks turned a deep crimson with purple stripes forming from the ruler. ‘I should be taking this opportunity to get in more lines’ I think, but I am still shaking!
Before I can count to five I feel your hand between my legs, your finger sliding between my lips and circling my clit, I feel my already wet pussy getting wetter as your fingers pull back and push deep inside me, fuck it feels so good “mmm thank you Sir” I moan and with that you pull away and pressing up against my back you lean over my shoulder, your fingers slide into my mouth and I suck and lick and kiss them, tasting myself as I do. You undo your belt and thrust deep inside me, I can feel your thick cock filling me and the pressure of the glass plug only makes for more pleasure as I wonder how this could ever be deemed punishment, I have written no more than 9 lines now as your hands begin to squeeze at my breasts, pinching hard and making me cry out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, it feels like it has taken me forever to write the tenth line and I can feel myself building up, my legs stiffen and I cannot write anymore, I am moaning loudly now, it’s coming and I can’t stop it! “Sir please may I cum” I ask as I feel myself start to shake, the sweet shiver begins and you reply “Nope” and remove yourself and the plug swiftly. ‘Oh fuck, this is the punishment’ I think to myself, aching all over.
A few minutes pass with no contact, I have managed one more line still shaking as you approach me, you blow lightly on my pussy causing my entire body to shiver as the remains of my build up again show me what I’m missing. I keep writing as I hear you undo your belt once more, I wonder if you have come over soft and decided to treat me to climax after all, how wrong could I be, with a fast whip you belt my lower back leaving an instant mark, then looping the belt around my neck you tighten it and pull my head back before whispering in my ear “I expect my girl will show me she deserves my attention now”
“Yes Sir” I reply, struggling to catch my breath as you pull tighter on the belt, I only have 5 lines left and I write the next unable to see as my head is pulled too far back, you’re pressing up hard against my ass as I begin to choke and you grip tighter on the belt and using your left hand pull back on my shoulder to spin me around, I drop the pencil and land hard on my knees facing you.
“You want to taste your Sir girl?” You ask
Sticking out my tongue I nod frantically and lean into you, the tip only millimetres away from my tongue now you slap down hard with your length, I flinch and scrunch up my eyes for a second before resuming the position of my tongue, wet and ready to recieve. You edge toward me and I take it as an invitation and begin to lick, kiss and suck on the tip of your cock with my eyes closed, moaning loudly as you grip my hair at the back of my head and thrust deep into my throat “Look at me while you service me girl” you say, I open my eyes and look up to you, coughing and sputtering as you push harder, my lips pressed against your balls, almost swallowing them too before you begin pumping into my mouth.
I struggle to look up at you as you thrust into my warm wet fuckhole, my eyes and nose begin to stream as I choke on your length and saliva covering my face now as you pull away and slap me hard across my jaw, forcing my head to face the floor and I have to put out my arms to steady myself so I don’t fall. I quickly reposition myself and look up to you, tongue out ready for more but you just look at me sternly and crook your finger and gesture for me to rise, I slowly retrieve my tongue and stand in front of you, you smile wickedly at me and once again quickly spin me around and throw my torso down onto the desk.
“Resume your lines” you order and before I can reach the pencil you force your thickness fast and hard into my ass, unexpected and painful I cry out loudly as you continue to pump deep into my ass.
I somehow manage to scramble the pencil and begin scribbling the last five lines.. you are thrusting so hard my writing has tripped in size as I am forced to jerk as I write.
On my last line now and your grip on both hips gets tighter, I can picture the finger printed bruises forming as you squeeze harder still and pound my tight was, increasing intensity and force I can feel your body tightening and stiffening behind me.
At last my lines are done but I don’t feel you are finished with me just yet, you pull out of me and begin tugging on your cock cock, so fast as I hear it slosh beneath your right hand, with your left you spin me around and push me to my knees, I cross my ankles and spread my knees placing my hands behind my head and poor out my tongue hoping you release your warm nectar onto it, as I see you jerk and slow slightly I feel a tremble of anticipation and excitement rush through me as you explode, the white cream splashing on my face, tongue, breasts and on the floor beside me I moan, you taste so damn good.
I stay still as you readjust yourself and stand over me, using your finger you scoop the fresh cum from my cheek and chin and offer it to my tongue, I lap it up quickly as if nothing could compare, you repeat this until my breasts are clear and my mouth is full of seamen, I look at you with pleading eyes waiting for your command.. “swallow” you say quietly, I savour the salty taste as it trickles down my throat and my eyes meet yours once again, you look displeased “all of it girl” you say, with that I get onto my hands and knees and begin licking up the dribbled bits of nectar on the floor beside me, loving the taste of you and being sure to take every drop to my tongue before resuming to my knees.
You hand me a glass of water “Good girl” you say.. as I begin to drink you sit back into your chair, I finish my water and you gesture me over, I shuffle to your side and place my head on your lap and you stroke my hair and begin to read a book.