1. A New World Part 9


    Date: 5/16/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: BadDog9, Rating: 3, Source: LushStories

    Stalely’s knees. “You know what to do with this, don’t you?” I said, staring her in the eye. Mrs. Stalely picked up the toy and nodded. “Yes Master,” she said quietly. “Then do it! I don’t have all day to wait for you,” the harsh tone in my voice even surprised me a little. Janine rose up on her knees and reached between her thighs to position the toy at her rear entrance. She took a deep breath and lowered herself onto the thick plug. She whimpered and her round face twisted into a grimace as her tight hole stretched to accommodate the thick plug. She bit her lip and breathed again, trying to relax her muscles as she pushed down. After rocking forward and back a few times, her round cheeks touched the floor and the large plug was fully inserted. “Now show me your pussy,” I commanded. Janine sat back on her plump cheeks, her eyes fluttering as the large plug shifted in her bowels. Her thick thighs spread wide, exposing her delicate pink flower and small tuft of black hair just above. Her puffy lips were dripping with evidence of her arousal. “Touch yourself,” I demanded. Mrs. Stalely continued fondling her breasts with her left hand while her right slid down over her rounded belly and began rubbing her swollen clit. Riley’s fingers lazily stroked the length of my stiffening shaft and I let my hand slip down to her plump mound as we watched my former teacher masturbate. I glanced over to the monitor above the door and saw Kate still assisting two women in the lingerie section. ...
    “Is that Principal Simmons?” I asked trying to sound surprised and watching Janine out of the corner of my eye. Mrs. Stalely instinctively turned to look. “I did not give you permission to stop touching yourself,” I roared, before she could get a look at the monitor. I recalled a line Mrs. Stalely was found of using on her students when they’d made mistakes. “Are you incapable of following simple instructions?” I asked, trying not to smile as I spit her own words back at her. Janine stared up at me and jammed two fingers into her dripping hole. “No Master. I’m very sorry Master.” “Does Principal Simmons know what a disobedient slut you are? Maybe I should invite him to come see the real Mrs. Stalely,” I threatened. A look of shear terror crossed Mrs. Stalely’s round face even as slick juices began pouring from her pink lips. “On your knees,” I said, walking past her toward the rack of paddles and whips. Riley grabbed Mrs. Stalely by the hair and followed as I examined the punishment devices on the wall. Most of the whips seemed too extreme to me and I selected a leather paddle that I thought less likely to cause injury. Taking the paddle down, I ran my hand over the smooth leather and lightly tapped it on my palm. I was surprised such a light tap caused such a sting. I turned and held the paddle for Mrs. Stalely to see. “Stand up and bend over,” I ordered, “maybe this will teach you to follow directions.” Riley pulled Janine up by her hair as she stood, then forward and down ...
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