disappointment in his voice.
The teacher averted her gaze but nodded her
acknowledgement.
He pointed to a stack of white tablecloths to the side of the
room.
"Place your hands on the pile and bend over."
Whilst the woman assumed the position, the headmaster took a
linen pillowcase and wound it into a long and thick flexible club.
He slapped it several times into the palm of his hand to test it
and delighted in her fearful whimper in response to the wicked dull
thud it produced. He positioned himself to the side of her,
weighing the flexible club threateningly and ogling her backside.
The headmaster had to admit to himself that apart from her sagging
breasts and her wobbly belly that the woman was actually possessed
a neat naked form. Her buttocks were tight and firm enough, her
waist and narrow hips a delight to see and the large labia peeping
out between the tops of her thighs made his cock jerk in urgent
need for her.
The dull thud echoed around the silent room as he swung in
with the rolled pillowcase to land a brutal lash on her
backside.
The woman squealed and cried out, her whole body jolted under
the impact and her buttocks tensed as the burning pain seeped
deeply down through her body.
"Oh Christ that hurt, no more please," she said between gulped
breaths as she coped with the agonising pain.
"Silence slut," the headmaster hissed venomously and then
struck again.
Again and again he whipped her, aiming the blows so that the
tailing end of the knotted pillowcase flicked around to sting at
the side of her outer thigh. The bitch would take it; she would
endure the pain, suffering and humiliation simply to receive his
cock up her. He lashed at her harder for it, turning her backside
into a mass of red blotchiness with deeper red contusions to mar
the otherwise pale flesh. At length he paused, panting hard in his
excitement and steadying his rising climax so as to prolong the
pleasure.
"Lay on your back on the tablecloth stack," he
instructed.
The woman straightened cautiously, tentatively touching at her
sore backside but moving over the to waist high pile of white
tablecloths. With some difficulty in her discomfort she mounted the
wide stack, turned onto her back and lay back.
"Spread you legs then slut," the headmaster snapped in
irritation.
The teacher did as she was bid, drawing up her knees and
parting them wide to offer her gaping sex to the man. She rested
her head back, closed her eyes and prepared to accept the
long-awaited hot cock up inside her.
He lashed down with the knotted pillowcase in an overhead
swipe of tremendous force, lashing it down to strike hard on the
jutting bud of her erect clitoris and her enflamed pussy
lips.
Her upper body jerked up, her eyes locked wide as the searing
pain registered in her brain, her mouth gaped open and a gurgle
came from her throat.
"Good?" he chuckled, "I lied, I'll whip your pussy
too."
Again he struck and then again, the headmaster's excitement
went to fever pitch as the bitch began to moan and groan in
pleasure, the initial shock over she parted her thighs wider still
to accept the sweet sensations of pain. Five times he struck her
before he could hold back no longer, he cast the pillowcase aside,
moved in and pushed his cock up into her wet pussy in one forceful
heated lunge.
The woman sighed and grunted, bucking her hips hard back
against him in a frantic rush toward her peak as he pumped his cock
in and out of her. She was like a woman possessed, her hands
gripped at the edges of the stack to grip handfuls of linen, her
back arched and her mouth opened and closed as the heady feelings
rushed through her. She planted her feet firmly on the stack, using
her braced legs and thighs to lift her hips and pussy to gain more
of his cock inside her. She was grunting, animal-like in her high
state of sexual bliss, urging him harder into her on each inward
thrust. The woman cried out as she felt the warm jets of his sperm
being injected up inside her and came
The teacher averted her gaze but nodded her
acknowledgement.
He pointed to a stack of white tablecloths to the side of the
room.
"Place your hands on the pile and bend over."
Whilst the woman assumed the position, the headmaster took a
linen pillowcase and wound it into a long and thick flexible club.
He slapped it several times into the palm of his hand to test it
and delighted in her fearful whimper in response to the wicked dull
thud it produced. He positioned himself to the side of her,
weighing the flexible club threateningly and ogling her backside.
The headmaster had to admit to himself that apart from her sagging
breasts and her wobbly belly that the woman was actually possessed
a neat naked form. Her buttocks were tight and firm enough, her
waist and narrow hips a delight to see and the large labia peeping
out between the tops of her thighs made his cock jerk in urgent
need for her.
The dull thud echoed around the silent room as he swung in
with the rolled pillowcase to land a brutal lash on her
backside.
The woman squealed and cried out, her whole body jolted under
the impact and her buttocks tensed as the burning pain seeped
deeply down through her body.
"Oh Christ that hurt, no more please," she said between gulped
breaths as she coped with the agonising pain.
"Silence slut," the headmaster hissed venomously and then
struck again.
Again and again he whipped her, aiming the blows so that the
tailing end of the knotted pillowcase flicked around to sting at
the side of her outer thigh. The bitch would take it; she would
endure the pain, suffering and humiliation simply to receive his
cock up her. He lashed at her harder for it, turning her backside
into a mass of red blotchiness with deeper red contusions to mar
the otherwise pale flesh. At length he paused, panting hard in his
excitement and steadying his rising climax so as to prolong the
pleasure.
"Lay on your back on the tablecloth stack," he
instructed.
The woman straightened cautiously, tentatively touching at her
sore backside but moving over the to waist high pile of white
tablecloths. With some difficulty in her discomfort she mounted the
wide stack, turned onto her back and lay back.
"Spread you legs then slut," the headmaster snapped in
irritation.
The teacher did as she was bid, drawing up her knees and
parting them wide to offer her gaping sex to the man. She rested
her head back, closed her eyes and prepared to accept the
long-awaited hot cock up inside her.
He lashed down with the knotted pillowcase in an overhead
swipe of tremendous force, lashing it down to strike hard on the
jutting bud of her erect clitoris and her enflamed pussy
lips.
Her upper body jerked up, her eyes locked wide as the searing
pain registered in her brain, her mouth gaped open and a gurgle
came from her throat.
"Good?" he chuckled, "I lied, I'll whip your pussy
too."
Again he struck and then again, the headmaster's excitement
went to fever pitch as the bitch began to moan and groan in
pleasure, the initial shock over she parted her thighs wider still
to accept the sweet sensations of pain. Five times he struck her
before he could hold back no longer, he cast the pillowcase aside,
moved in and pushed his cock up into her wet pussy in one forceful
heated lunge.
The woman sighed and grunted, bucking her hips hard back
against him in a frantic rush toward her peak as he pumped his cock
in and out of her. She was like a woman possessed, her hands
gripped at the edges of the stack to grip handfuls of linen, her
back arched and her mouth opened and closed as the heady feelings
rushed through her. She planted her feet firmly on the stack, using
her braced legs and thighs to lift her hips and pussy to gain more
of his cock inside her. She was grunting, animal-like in her high
state of sexual bliss, urging him harder into her on each inward
thrust. The woman cried out as she felt the warm jets of his sperm
being injected up inside her and came
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