Cinna adjusted the white blouse again, tying it a little higher under her breasts, and made sure the buttons were open far enough to show that she wasn't wearing a bra. Tugging at the short skirt, smoothing it over her thighs, feeling the little tingle of anticipation in her pussy. She could already feel the dampness along the white panties, as she stepped into the slingback sandals, and turned to check the outfit in the mirror. Then she tied her hair back into a ponytail – sweet, demure little schoolgirl ready for action. She winked at her reflection – oh yes, this would make the teachers hot.
"Miss Black, are you ready? You'll lose points for tardiness..."
"On my way!" Cinna called out. Role playing was something she loved to do with her two favorite guys – it gave her a chance to pretend to be someone else, someone more uninhibited and free. And she could play at being younger, even if she was well over the age of consent. She looked young, for twenty-seven she could pass for twenty easy. And the guys couldn't get enough of her.
She descended the stairs, feeling their eyes on her, knowing they were watching the way the skirt hugged her ass. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to keep you waiting." Her voice was soft and sweet, but her eyes betrayed a saucy sense of fun. She glanced over at the two men waiting for her, both of them standing with arms crossed, dressed in similar dark pants and white shirts.
"You should be sorry, Miss Black," David spoke first. "You think you can be late for our class?"
"No, sir. That was thoughtless, wasn't it?" she asked, strolling across the floor to where they stood. Letting her hips move provocatively, the heels of the shoes tapping against the floor. "I'm such a bad student."
"Go and sit down, Miss Black," Mark said firmly. "Think about your behavior for a moment before we join you."
"Yes, sir, whatever you say." Cinna rolled her eyes as she passed between them, heading for the living room, where a straight back chair waited for her. Letting her hand brush Mark's chest, and David's arm, as she sauntered by, with a throaty little giggle. She sat down and crossed her legs, making sure the skirt hiked up higher, inspecting her nails nonchalantly. From her little white purse, she pulled out a pink lollipop, and unwrapped the cellophane slowly. She took her time with it, finally popping into her mouth, sucking on it suggestively, as she peeked over at them.
"Miss Black, are you ready for your lesson?" David asked, tearing his eyes away from her mouth. He moved to stand in front of her, and his cock jerked reflexively, seeing the curve of her breast displayed by the open buttons of the shirt.
Cinna let her tongue snake out along the candy, winding around it for a second before answering. "Oh, yes, sir." She recrossed her legs, making sure to give him a flash of her virginal panties in the process. "What do you want to teach me today?"
Mark moved behind her, and traced the nape of her neck with one finger. "We want to teach you obedience, Miss Black. Can you handle that?"
Cinna suppressed a small shiver as his finger tracked over her neck. "I can handle anything," she murmured.
"Very good, then, let's get started," David said quietly, moving closer to her. Cinna brought the lollipop out of her mouth again, watching his eyes, as she licked it. "But you have to give up the candy first. If you behave, maybe you can have it back later."
Cinna pouted briefly, "Whatever...but I like sucking on it." Her tongue went around and around the pink candy, making him tighten, images of her tongue around the swollen head of his cock like that flooding his mind.
"There are other things I could find for you to suck on," David murmured. "Much more enjoyable for both of us." He took the lollipop away from her.
"Mr. Young! You're being very inappropriate," Cinna whispered, as he put his hand on her knee.
"But you're a bad girl, you like this, don't you?"
"Bad girls are willing to do anything..." Mark told her, winking at David. "Anything to please their teachers."
Cinna bit back a moan, as David's fingers moved under the skirt, and Mark's hands fell to her shoulders, holding her in place. "Yes...that's true," she confessed. "I'll do anything to get a better grade."
David's fingers slid against the damp silk of her panties. "Prove it."
"W-what?"
"You have to make yourself come for us – with that dildo on the table. We want to watch you come..." His thumb rubbed against the clit that throbbed and ached, just enough to make her twist in the chair. Mark's hands moved lower, sliding beneath the shirt. Cinna's breath caught, and her nipples suddenly went harder, and a slow burn took over her pussy.
"Oh..." Suddenly her ability to think deserted her, and Cinna just wanted their hands on her. Her hips lifted, and she moaned. "Yes...whatever you want..."
"Good, so do it, Miss Black," David whispered, giving her a final stroke with his fingers before releasing her, just as Mark tweaked her nipple, and then backed away as well. Cinna fell back against the chair, already panting and nearly at the point of coming.
"Hurry, we're waiting," Mark said, giving her a little nudge with his hand.
Cinna stood up, her legs shaky and licked her lips. "Fine...I'm going." She marched across the room, sensing the pure male arousal and her own sudden need. God this was twisted, but she was already drenched, feeling the wetness along her inner thighs as she crossed the room.
"Do you need a spanking to get you going, you seem to be hesitating," Mark said as she paused beside the table. "Obedience today, remember?"
"Yes...Mr. Winter...I seem to be in need of more discipline," Cinna said, bracing her hands on the table. "Make me behave...make me do what you want."
"Then let me help you with that." Mark followed her, and yanked her skirt up around her waist, tucking the edge into the waistband to keep it in place. "Look at this virginal ass, Mr. Young. Isn't this perfection?" He rubbed the silk against her ass, small circles almost too gently. Cinna's knees almost buckled, and a sudden spasm hit her clit.
"Spank me, Mr. Winter...please sir..."
Mark's hand descended hard then, and Cinna almost came in that moment, the swift pain whipping through her, making her wetter. He spanked her again, giving her exquisite sensations of decadent pleasure, mixing with the heat that suffused her. Then she felt David's hands on her as well, and the panties were ripped down her legs. "Ohhh....teachers, what are you doing?" David took over the spanking, and Mark's fingers slid between her legs, and she bucked harder, panting, almost coming as they worked together, spanking and driving into her pussy at the same time.
David leaned over to whisper in her ear. "There...that should get you started...now...do what we told you, little girl."
