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Whack!

"Oh, my god." The sting was sharp but not hard enough for it to linger. "Are you fucking crazy?"

"That was for thinking I would ever do this with another student, let alone another woman," he hissed against my hair.

"Mr. Drake," I moaned. He rubbed his large hand against my buttocks, smoothing any remaining sting.

"That was for ignoring my text messages. And this -"

Whack!

I gasped as my panties grew damp. That smack seemed a little harder than the last two, but instead of feeling outraged, I threw my head back and arched more into his touch.

His hot breath leaned against my ear. "- is for letting that punk ass boy flirt with you."

My eyes flew open as I tried to rear back. "What? I didn't let him flirt with me! He -"

He turned me around and pulled me down onto my knees before him. The words died in my mouth as I was confronted with his very large, very aroused cock, pressing against his navy blue slacks. My mouth dried as I realized what was about to happen. But instead of crawling away in a panic, my body hummed with anticipation. I licked my lips, already picturing his rigid member pressing against them.

With swift movements, he had his belt unbuckled and his pants shoved down along with his boxer briefs. His big cock slapped against his tight stomach. Somewhere amid my yearning daydream, he had unbuttoned his shirt.

The tip of his cock was an angry purple color. White pre-come leaked from the end, and my mouth watered in need. I had caught glimpses of his cock - his hand frantically moving against it while he groaned my name and a blur of it when I was in a post-orgasmic haze as he shot his load over my body. But seeing it up close - each intricate vein and smooth groove - lit a fire in me that started in my groin and licked up to my erect nipples.

I glanced up at him, suddenly feeling awkward. I had never done this before. Never even seen a naked cock in real life until his. And I had a feeling that I was starting with the Everest of cocks.

With his eyes boring into mine, he grabbed his dick from the base and smeared the tip against my lips. My eyes clouded over as I licked the excess salty wetness.

He threw his head back and groaned as my tongue brushed his penis. "This is your punishment, baby girl. You get to choke on my cock and swallow my come."

Oh, god...

Why did that make my clit tingle?

"Ah uh," Mr. Drake slapped his cock against my cheek. "You don't get to touch yourself. That's part of your punishment."

"Please...," I begged, my mouth brushing his length. I turned my head and slid the smooth flesh against my cheek. I could feel his cream smear on my skin.

"Please, what?" He gathered my hair and tugged, pulling my head back.

"Please...put your cock in my mouth," I gasped.

"Fuck!" He ground out as he pushed his cock past my willing lips into the warm depths.

"Suck my dick like the dirty slut you are."

I moaned around his length, my mouth stretching obscenely. He held my hair up as his hips started to piston in and out of my mouth. Saliva gathered and dripped out the corners as Iclung onto his lean hips. At first, I couldn't catch his rhythm, my movements feeling clumsy.

"Relax your throat, baby," he moaned. "You're doing so well."

Wanting to impress him, I did as instructed while moving my head with his thrusts. I was still gagging and dripping saliva out of my mouth, tears streaming down my cheeks.

But I fucking loved it. The fullness in my mouth, the burn in my throat, the ache in my jaw. The taste of his pre-come spilling... If he hadn't banned me from touching myself, my hand would be buried so far up my snatch, knocking on the door of my virginity.

"Yes, yes, baby. Swallow my fucking cock. Your mouth feels like heaven."

Gagging noises filled the room, followed by wet sloshes. Mr. Drake's grunts of pleasure echoed in between his murmurs of praise.

Just when I was about to disobey a direct order and sneak my fingers up my skirt, the most awful thing happened.