Jemma walk in, a little flustered. I told her to sit in the chair, then proceeded to shut off the security screen. I walked over and sat in the chair next to her.

"Well. Five minutes late. There will be punishment for that." I looked at her beautifully shaped body. Her black dress clung to her. I sniffed. "MMmmmm...Have you been playing with yourself again?"

"No Sir," Jenna mumbled. She could never lie well.

"Well, then, let me see." I took the end of her mini dress and started to pull it up her shapely legs. She gasped, and tried to stop me, but i kept pulling it above her waist.

She tried to close her legs, but my knees forced her legs open. She struggled in her chair as my hand went under her thin g-string. My two fingers slid inside her wet cunt. I moved alongside of her, telling her "anticipation is a wonderful thing, but reality is even better, slut." I could feel her breathing harder. She would cum for me if I continued, but we had to complete the punishment. So I pulled the fingers out and spread them along her lips. She began sucking them obediently.

I took her by the hand and pulled her up. Her dress fell back down as I led her to the easy chair in the office. I placed her along side the chair and said "bend over it, little girl. It is time for your punishment." She bent over, facing forward on the chair.

I lifted her skirt up and looked at the faded welts left this morning. "You recover nicely," I said. "Thank you Sir," she replied. He opened the cabinet and took out a large paddle with the words "the Board of Education" written on it. "This was here before I took over. We used to punish children this way. Three tardies and it was one of these." He swung the paddle and SWAT!!

"OOooooooooohhh....it hurts!!" Jenna cried.

"It is supposed to hurt. Now, count the strokes and thank me." Jenna could not believe his words, but she felt compelled to do as he said. SWAT!! "One. Thank you Sir."

SWAT!! "Two. Thank you Sir."

SWAT!! "Three. Thank you Sir." Jenna cried as the blows became harder and harder. Four blows. Then five. Finally, she could take it no more. She reached behind her and tried to prevent any more. "No. Please no more!"

"Now Jenna, we can't have this." Mr. Mason took out the rope he had on the floor and began tying her wrists together. She struggled at first, but another SWAT! with the paddle kept her still. Mr. Mason then pulled her forward, tying the rope at the bottom of the chair. She stood defenseless. He then took two other pieces of rope and tied her knees so her legs were spread wide. Her pussy lips were wet with desire, open and ready. Mr. Mason then took off his pants, his staff stiff and ready. He slid it up and down Jenna's warm pussy lips. She pushed back, groaning as if asking for it.

I slowly slid my member into her hot cunt. She immediately converged on it, as I began to pump. In and out, holding her sore ass, she cries out with joy.

I raise my hand and SWAT!! She cries out again and tightens up on my engorged member. Again and again I thrust, until finally, I yell, "Ooooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhh Goooooooooddddddd!!" I explode inside her hot and wet pussy. She shudders and cums as I squirt my juice inside of her.

I drape myself over her body, while kissing her neck. My hands go underneath her dress and cup her breasts, squeezing them until she cries softly. I untie her and lift her up. I lead her back to the chair.

"I want you to come to my house this weekend. I want to continue your punishment there." he said. Jenna first protests, she is busy at home, she feels she has been punished enough. Mr. Mason then proceeds to turn the security screen on. The tape on the screen shows Jenna in her classroom, making love to herself with her fingers. Jenna, although told about the camera, is still in shock seeing herself in such an obscene pose.

"I don't think you want anyone else to see this, do you?" Mr. Mason says.

"No Sir" Jenna, crushed and defeated, admits.

"10 a.m. sharp on Sat." We'll be waiting for you.