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Lisa was nervous. Her last test had come back with a multitude of red marks all over it and a big fat F in the corner. Lisa was a cute young college girl — she was a freshman, barely eighteen with a full figure and long brown hair. Behind her glasses, she had lovely blue eyes with long lashes. She had a slightly mousy, bookworm type look, young and innocent.

She was a studious girl, but unfortunately her intelligence leaned more toward languages than Math, and she was having a hard time applying herself. She was lucky if she even got a night free to socialise. Professor Dean opened the door, sweeping his eyes over the mousy girl standing nervously in front of it. He smiled fleetingly — he already knew why Lisa was here to see him, but he thought that he might be able to help the young girl, if she was willing to take a little direction. He had a strong, powerful build, with broad shoulders. He had kind grey eyes that wrinkled around the sides as he smiled.

A blush tainted her cheeks as she looked away, looking down at her clasped hands. Is there any way I could make it up with extra credit? Professor Dean just watched her in silence for a long moment. He folded his big hands together on his desk. I know your academic and financial situation, and I know for a fact that failing this class would end your entitlement to a scholarship.

What will I do? My parents will be so disappointed. The professor could feel his cock hardening just from watching her cry. Reaching under the desk, he gave himself a quick squeeze as he watched her, pretending that he was considering his options. After a small pause, he smiled. A little guidance. Someone to manage your time Stories anal sex spanking fingering effectively and make sure you study evenly for your classes. Someone to punish you, if need be.

Lisa swallowed thickly and looked up, her face red from crying. Or, I suppose, I can just fail you. Lisa shifted nervously, looking like she wanted to protest. After a long moment, she gave in and nodded her head. Getting up on shaky legs, she locked the office door before standing nervously by the desk, waiting for further instruction. Professor Dean watched her — she was wearing a cute, knee-length skirt. He liked skirts.

Easy access. He retrieved a root of ginger and a knife, setting about peeling and carving it right in front of her. When receiving a caning, the subject can clench their buttocks and reduce the pain. Schoolmasters introduced ginger as a way to make sure that those in need of punishment experienced the pain of it fully. Inserted into the anus, it produces a nasty burning sensation which only intensifies as the victim clenches. Lisa went cold. Her eyes flashed from his face to the ginger he was working on and back again, trying to Stories anal sex spanking fingering if he was joking.

Her cheeks flushed, her lips parting slightly, her breathing and her heart rate increasing. She was suddenly aware of her breasts, her nipples tightening and grazing her bra. Or you can come over here and get over my knee. Your choice. There was a slight bulge down one leg, his cock throbbing in his slacks.

Refusing to look at her professor, Lisa dithered for a moment. She ran a shaky hand through her hair and took in a deep breath. He had her, and she knew it. She knew that if she left his office, she could say goodbye to her college education. Maybe she needed what he was offering.

Maybe if he disciplined her, guided her, she would do better. Flicking her eyes up, she looked nervously at the ginger, her ass clenching just at the thought.

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Then, hesitantly, she got to her feet. She walked over to him, her legs weak and rubbery. Her heart beat excitedly in her chest. She could hear the blood rushing through her ears. Her face felt like it was on fire, and she was disturbed to realise that she was wet. He shifted in his seat before moving her, pulling and pushing until she was resting over his thighs, her ass up in the air, her groin pressed tightly against one of his muscular thighs.

Lisa flushed Stories anal sex spanking fingering he was right, she had never been spanked. She heaved in a breath, feeling intimately aware of her body as she reached her hands behind her, letting him take them and tie them behind her back tightly. She could feel his warm thigh against her groin, the blood rushing to her head as he pressed down on her back slightly, angling her ass up in the air.

Her breath came in quiet pants as she squirmed. He smirked at the wet spot on her white panties, fingering over it lightly, feeling Lisa jump and twitch against him. Maybe this is what you needed all along, hm? Someone to take charge and make you able for your actions.

Nor will you be the last. That ass would be a fiery red by the time he was done with it. He stroked her buttocks slowly before sliding his fingers down, slipping between her folds. There was an ache deep inside her that begged to be filled, that begged for those fingers to slide deep inside her warm, wet pussy. Virgins can still be horny little sluts.

When he came up against resistance, he stopped — no point breaking her cherry on his fingers when he could eventually break it with his cock. She had never known what to do. Professor Dean slipped his finger out of her tight, wet cunt and wiped it on the back of her leg. Lisa jerked and clenched, letting out a little squeak. It stung, making her squirm, fighting against the tie keeping her arms behind her back. Feeling that sting, she changed her mind.

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The professor just chuckled. Besides, judging from how wet your cunt is, I think you might be enjoying this a little. Now shut up, slut. Grabbing her firmly by the hair, Professor Dean opened his desk. He pulled out ball gag. The professor slipped the gag into place, snapping it closed behind her head and adjusting the straps until it was nice and tight — there was no way she would be spitting it out. The girl Stories anal sex spanking fingering to say something, but it came out muffled behind the gag — all he could hear was her panting through her nose and her muffled protests.

There was a red hand print on her ass — the first of many. Her pretty pink pussy was in perfect view, her hands tied behind her back, her breasts full and her chest heaving. She was gagged, tears running down her face, her hair plastering itself to her forehead as she sweated with anticipation, waiting for him to begin. It was obvious that this hole was just as unused as her pussy. He lubed the ginger plug up and pressed it carefully against her asshole. He pushed it up to the second knot, leaving the ginger several inches inside of her ass. Lisa grunted at the feel of something pressing into her asshole.

The ginger went in so easily, stretching her slightly, about the size of a finger. She moaned into the gag, her body tensing, her pussy throbbing and clenching like it wanted something to fill it up, too. Then, the burning started. It started as a light tingle that grew into a sting. She felt like her asshole was on fire. She squirmed on his lap, making urgent noises behind the gag, pleading with him to take it out. It was so much more intimate and erotic than a whipping or a cropping, though each had its own merits.

Occasionally, he liked to use a paddle and spare his hand from the sting, but Lisa was a virgin in every sense of the word — he would need to ease her into it before she could take a good, hard, over the knee paddling. He warmed her up slowly, taking his time, the Stories anal sex spanking fingering resounding with each crack as his palm came down on her exposed, helpless ass cheeks. Lisa whimpered, moaned and cried out behind the gag.

Whilst Professor Dean enjoyed the sounds thoroughly, the gag made sure they were muffled enough not to leave his office. Lisa panted behind the gag. It hurt. She sobbed helplessly, feeling her buttocks warm and sting as he spanked her.

The worst part was that each hard slap drove her groin down, rubbing her clit against his hard thigh. She moaned and struggled against the tie around her wrists, helplessly stimulated as he spanked her. Her clit throbbed in time to her pulse, her nipples brushing against her bra with every jolting spank, sending waves of sensation through her. Even being so helpless, gagged and bound, stimulated her. Every time she pulled against her bindings she panted with arousal.

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After a couple of minutes warm up, the professor paused, rubbing his hand over her stinging, hot buttocks. He slid his fingers down, chuckling at how wet she was. He spread her lips to get a view, admiring the dewy wetness.

I like it when my sluts get wet from the abuse I give them. You ready, sweetheart? Because that was just the warm up. The only response that Lisa gave was a muffled whimper. She shuddered as he spread her open and looked at her, flushing with shame at how wet she was. Maybe it was her inexperience, or maybe it was the fact that this satisfied every deep, dark fantasy she had, but even the way he treated her turned her on.

She gasped in a breath through her nose, quivering on his lap, her ass on fire. Tears stung at her eyes as she waited for him to start again, giving in and surrendering to her fate. He started up a hard, harsh spanking, driving her down with every blow. By the time with he was done with her, her ass would be so swollen and red that it would look purple. Lisa squealed and struggled on his lap, sobbing quietly to herself as he held her down and spanked her brutally.

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