Disciplinarian Pt 02

This is a work of pure fantasy. If you do not enjoy stories of non-consent / reluctance, please do not read.

All characters are 18 years old or older.

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I spent the rest of the morning at my desk, reviewing my schedule and the school syllabus, but of course I kept thinking about the two beautiful 18-year old students I'd pumped full of cum during my first morning on the job. Both Olivia and Vanessa's mouths had had a vice-like grip on my cock, not to mention Olivia's sopping wet snatch and tight anal cavity. I also thought of the way Miss Lawson, with her cockteasing cleavage on display, was encouraging me to defile these girls. As a result, my cock was achingly erect all morning and I had to fight the temptation to drop my pants to the floor, take my member in hand and stroke myself until my third climax of the morning. I kept hoping to be introduced to the next girl I was to discipline, but alas the morning passed without further gratification, and lunchtime I arrived.

On the way to the cafeteria, I must have passed at least eight girls I sorely hoped would step out of line soon so that I'd be called upon to mete out the kind of punishment which was seemingly expected of me. Doing my best to conceal the erection in my pants, which the girls with their short skirts and long legs were doing nothing to ease, I entered the dining hall and after collecting my lunch, approached the table at which were seated a few teachers I'd met earlier that morning.

Miss Brown, the cute, petite blonde, smiled and patted the seat next to her so I sat beside her.

"How was your first morning?" Miss Hilton asked. Again I barely managed not to stare at her cleavage; her breasts looked so big and pillowy, I desperately wanted to slide my manhood between them.

"Really great, thanks," I responded. It was a minor miracle I said that and not what popped into my head, which was, "I want to cum all over your tits."

"So you had to discipline Vanessa Stevens for talking during assembly?" Miss Brown asked.

"That's right," I replied.

"How did you discipline her?" Miss Hilton asked.

"Yeah, we want details!" Miss Thompson said.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid my methods are top-secret," I replied with a wry smile, to their disappointment.

"I bet we'll get them out of you one day," Miss Brown said, and then I felt her hand land softly on my thigh. Blood immediately rushed to my cock, and though I expected her to remove her hand, it remained there, my cock getting harder all the time.

I remained largely quiet and just listened to the others chat, soaking up information about the school, students, other teachers...and all the while, Miss Brown's hand didn't leave my thigh. I don't know if she looked, but if she did, she would have seen the raging boner bulging through my trousers. I wished she could just unzip my pants, pull my cock out and wank me off there and then at the table. The rest of the lunch break was slightly torturous as my erection failed to subside, and I waited at the table after the others left in the hopes it would be slightly less visible upon standing up. Miss Brown smiled as she left, and I smiled back, more than a little flustered, and I looked at her mouth and imagined how wonderful it would feel for it to engulf my cock.

Back at my office after lunch, only 15 minutes passed before I heard the long awaited knock at the door.

"Come in," I said, and the door opened. In walked Miss Lawson and a petite latina girl. My cock immediately responded, swelling at the sight of her and the thought of what was about to happen.

"This is Isabela Martinez, another senior girl" Miss Lawson said, the girl standing silently by her side.

"Hello Isabela. Why have you been brought to see me?" I asked.

"I guess I was late to class," came her response.

"You guess? Were you or weren't you?"

"Yes," she sighed.

"We don't accept tardiness at this school, Isabela," I said. "I'm going to have to teach you a lesson."

"Since this is Isabela's first offence, how about we allow her to choose her punishment?" Miss Lawson asked.

"Well...," I said, unsure of what she had in mind.

"Don't worry, Mr. Johnson, I'm going to give this naughty girl some options I'm sure you will find agreeable," she replied. I needn't have been concerned.

"Here are your choices, Isabela," she continued. "A) Mr. Johnson fucks you in your pussy...and then cums on your face..."

"What?" Isabela said with a stunned look on her face.

"Don't you dare interrupt me!" a furious Miss Lawson said, grabbing Isabela by her hair, causing her to whimper.

"B) Mr. Johnson fucks your mouth; or C)... Mr. Johnson fucks you up your tight asshole," she said, and I knew I would be very happy with whichever option she chose.

"Are you serious?" Isabela asked.

"Oh I'm very serious, Isabela. And if you don't choose one, you'll be subjected to two methods of punishment, so it's in your best interests to select one," Miss Lawson replied.

"But..."

"You have five seconds to choose. Five, four...," Miss Lawson counted down.

"I choose...A," Isabela said, just as I expected.

"I need to hear you say it," Miss Lawson said. "'I want Mr. Johnson to...',"

"I want Mr. Johnson to fuck my pussy,"

"And?"

"And then cum on my face,"

"You heard her, Mr. Johnson," Miss Lawson said, and I rose from my desk and walked towards them, my hands unbuckling my belt as I eyed Isabela's pert breasts through her white shirt.

"Wait! What if you just spank me?" Isabela pleaded, and the thought of that only served to make my member even more engorged.

"You want Mr. Johnson to spank you?" she asked, and Isabela nodded sheepishly.

"Well Mr. Johnson, what do you think? Do you want to spank this naughty girl?"

"Yes, I think she's in need of a good spanking," I replied, salivating at the thought. I had no intention of allowing this to be Isabela's only punishment, but I wasn't going to refuse this opportunity.

"Very well. Isabela, come over to the sofa and bend over," Miss Lawson said, and Isabela complied, getting on all fours on the sofa. I thought my cock was going to burst out of my pants. "Mr. Johnson, it's over to you."

Sitting down next to Isabela, I took in the view; her ass up in the air, her smooth, tanned legs, her white knee high socks. Gently, I took hold of her short plaid skirt with my left hand, and slowly lifted it up to reveal a pair of lacy soft pink panties. Miss Lawson's gaze was also fixed on Isabela's pert teen ass, and I gave us both what we wanted by slowly sliding her panties down her thighs to her knees. Isabela took a sharp intake of breath as I revealed her beautiful bare ass cheeks, and for a moment Miss Lawson and I stared at her behind before our eyes met, and she nodded to encourage me to proceed.

I couldn't believe this was about to happen. I was about to spank this beautiful 18 year old brunette. I raised my right hand and brought it down onto her right ass cheek with a loud, "SMACK!", making Isabela gasp and jump. Making contact with her bare flesh was enough to make precum ooze out of the head of my throbbing cock.

"You've been a very bad girl, Isabela," I said, and I brought my hand down onto her ass again. With the third smack, a red mark begin to appear on Isabela's left ass cheek.

"I need to know you're aware that you're a bad girl and need this," I said. "So I want to hear you say it," I continued, again smacking Isabela's bare ass cheeks.

"I've been a very bad girl," Isabela said, just before I spanked her again. "and I deserve to be spanked," she finished.

Isabela and I made eye contact, and she bit her bottom lip as I brought my hand down onto her butt cheeks again. I got the feeling she was enjoying this.

"May I?" Miss Lawson asked.

"By all means," I replied, and watched Miss Lawson spank Isabela's right butt cheek. The sight was so hot I thought my cum was going to erupt out of my cock right there and then. Almost involuntary, I started to rub my throbbing erection through my pants as I watched Miss Lawson continue to spank Isabela. It didn't go unnoticed by Isabela, and I could have sworn I saw lust in her eyes when she saw me stroking the bulge in my pants.

With her next smack, Miss Lawson's hand lingered on Isabela's behind and she began to squeeze it. Then, after a few seconds of groping, her hand moved down and between her cheeks, reaching Isabela's pussy. She exhaled deeply as Miss Lawson pressed her fingers against her pussy lips.

"What are you doing?" Isabela asked.

"I'm getting you ready for Mr. Johnson, what do you think?" replied Miss Lawson.

"Wait, what?"

"Oh, you didn't think he was just going to spank you, did you? You're going to get the punishment you asked for."

"But...," Isabela pleaded.

"Don't say another word, Isabela, or it'll be the other two options you'll be facing," Miss Lawson replied.

I wouldn't have minded if she did speak out of turn again; I could definitely have put her mouth to good use. But Isabela said nothing as Miss Lawson continued to finger her snatch, only whimpering softly, and the squelching sounds emanating from her cunt made Miss Lawson's announcement that she was "dripping wet" rather redundant. It was amazing to watch her finger Isabela's wet fuckhole from behind, and the sight of her fingers as she withdrew them, soaked with pussy juices, is one I'll never forget.

"She's all yours," Miss Lawson said, and, overcome with desire, I immediately pounced on Isabela, pushing her back onto the sofa. I grabbed her shirt and ripped it open, buttons flying everywhere, revealing a lacy soft pink bra to match the panties which I'd slid down her thighs earlier. I pulled it down, freeing her breasts; they weren't very big, but pert and perfectly shaped.

I unzipped my pants and let them fall to the ground, followed by my underwear, my rock hard member breaking free and standing to attention, the tip slick with the precum which had leaked out earlier. Isabela saw it, her eyes becoming as big as saucers. Next, I removed her panties and lifted up her skirt, revealing a neat, narrow strip of dark pubic hair and her glistening snatch. I was finally going to receive the gratification I'd be craving for hours.

Lowering myself on top of her, with my right hand I guided my cock towards her snatch, and when my cockhead made contact, I felt just how slick her pussy lips were. I knew I'd be able to penetrate her easily, and didn't waste any time. With one thrust of my hips, I rammed the entire length of my throbbing cock up Isabela's fuckhole, causing her to cry out.

"Mmmmmmm," I moaned at the intense pleasure of feeling her tight, juicy pussy around my rock hard member. With Isabela pinned beneath me on the sofa, I furiously pumped my cock in and out of her dripping wet snatch, my balls slamming against her ass as I hammered her over and over. She lay there, her eyes closed, biting her lip, whimpering as her pussy was ravaged by my manhood.

"How tight is she?" Miss Lawson asked.

"So fucking tight," I managed to reply. This really was one of the tightest cunts I'd ever filled with my cock. If she weren't already so wet, I'd have had trouble putting it all in.

"Can you fuck her any harder?" she asked, and I had to think for a few seconds, as I was really plowing her hard.

"I can fuck her harder if her legs are up by her head," I said, and I ceased pounding her long enough to take her right leg and for Miss Lawson to grab hold of her right leg. My cock remained partially inside her, and as I looked down I could see the shaft was glistening with her pussy juices. Isabela squirmed but was helpless to stop us, and we pushed her ankles up by her ears and held them there. She was still wearing her white knee high socks and plain black sneakers, which only added to my lust.

I took her left leg in my hand and Miss Lawson let go, and Isabela's legs being pushed back gave me even better access to her sopping wet cunt. I plunged my cock back inside her, deeper than before, reaching new levels of pleasure.

Then something totally unexpected happened: Isabela reached around and placed her hands on my ass cheeks, as if she wanted me to fuck her even deeper still. I was only too happy to oblige, somehow thrusting even faster than before, blissfully balls deep in this hot 18 year-old snatch.

"Mr. Johnson...," Isabela groaned, her eyes closed, her perky breasts moving up and down as I rammed my cock deeper and deeper inside her juicy snatch. I moved my hands from her legs to her tits and groped and squeezed them, while Isabela held her legs back for me. Maybe she was getting as much out of this as I was, I thought.

"I think this little slut's enjoying this too much...what do you think?" Miss Lawson asked.

"I think she's loving it," I replied.

"Well that won't do...this is supposed to be a punishment," Miss Lawson replied. "I think you know what needs to be done."

Miss Lawson and I were definitely on the same wavelength again. I slowed my thrusts and eventually withdrew the entire length of my shaft from Isabela, my cock linked to her pussy with strands of her juices. Isabela looked down, a worried look on her eyes, as I pushed my cock down below her pussy and touched it against her anus.

"Please no! I'm begging you!" she pleaded.

"Shut your mouth, Isabela!" Miss Lawson said sternly.

With my cockhead prodded against her starfish, I slowly pushed forward and was thrilled to find that thanks to my cock being lubricated by Isabela's pussy juice, I was able to penetrate it much more easily than expected. Isabela screamed in pain as I forced my throbbing cock past her anal sphincter and up her rectum inch by inch. I grunted and groaned loudly as my rock hard cock was squeezed tight by Isabela's teen asshole, and as I found my rhythm again and began to thrust in and out of her shitter, Isabela's moans and screams only got louder.

"Take it, you dirty fucking whore," I said, putting my right hand over her mouth to shut her up, while Miss Lawson held her left leg up.

It felt amazing to be balls deep in her sopping wet pussy, but even better to fill her anal cavity with my throbbing manhood. Her asshole was so incredibly hot and pleasure coursed through my body as I sodomized this cute brunette.

"That's it, pound that dirty girl's asshole," Miss Lawson implored me, as if I needed any encouragement, and her words only served to drive me closer to orgasm.

"Oh fuck," I moaned, and I knew I wouldn't be able to last much longer.

"Are you close to climaxing, Mr. Johnson?" Miss Lawson asked.

"Uh-huh," I managed to answer, still pounding away at Isabela's tight fuckhole.

"Good...with your last few thrusts, I want you to fuck this dirty anal whore as hard as you can," she said, and I did as I was told, ramming my cock deeper and deeper up Isabela's hot, tight rectum, until I couldn't take it any longer.

"I can't hold it," I groaned as I realized I was now so close to climaxing.

"Cream that bitch," Miss Lawson said, and hearing that was almost enough to make me explode inside Isabela's ass. I slid my cock out of her, took it in my right hand and straddled Isabela's helpless face as she waited for the inevitable.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna nut all over her face," as I pumped my throbbing cock with my fist. And a couple of seconds later, I did. I felt my balls tighten, and a tingling sensation pulsing through my veins, and held my member still. I grunted as cum rose from my balls, up my thick shaft, and flowed out of the tip of my cock, onto Isabela's beautiful face. Over and over it spewed, splattering her beautiful face with hot, thick jizz. There was so much it dribbled down her chin, down her neck and onto her chest.

"That's it, drown the little whore in cum," Miss Lawson said as I emptied the warm, thick, gooey contents of my balls all over this 18-year old brunette's pretty face. It felt every bit as amazing as I thought it would. Isabela just lay there, allowing me to paint her face with my my creamy spunk.

"Look at all that spunk," Miss Lawson said, and given this was my third load of the day, I too was slightly surprised by the volume of semen I had just dumped on Isabela's face. I guess I had been erect and dying to nut ever since I filled Vanessa Stevens' mouth with my seed that morning.

I milked the last few drops out of my cock, wiping them on the few spots on her face yet to be coated in my cum, and let out a deep sigh, my balls completely drained of jizz.

"I think Isabela learned her lesson," Miss Lawson said. "Did you Isabela?"

Isabela nodded meekly.

"So what happens if you're a bad girl again?"

"I'll get punished," Isabela replied.

"How?"

"Mr. Johnson...," Isabela said, pausing. "Mr. Johnson will fuck my asshole...and cum all over my face," she continued.

"That's right. I'm glad to hear you learned your lesson, Isabela. Now go clean yourself up and go back to class."

Isabela got up, picked her panties up off the floor and put them on, tried to button up her shirt but found she couldn't as I'd ripped them off earlier, and gingerly walked out the room. I'm sure her asshole must have been sore from the pounding I just gave it.

"More of the same please, Mr. Johnson," Miss Lawson said, as I put my still-erect member back into my underwear and pulled my pants up.

"Absolutely," I replied.

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For the next few hours, I sat at my desk, trying to do some work, but inevitably my mind wandered to Isabela, to Vanessa, to Olivia...and to my co-teachers...and I found myself rock hard again. It was impossible to go 20 minutes without getting an erection. Again I was tempted to jerk off in my office, but decided to wait until I got home, when I could lie on my bed naked and freely stroke my cock thinking of Miss WIlson's luscious tits, and Miss Brown's beautiful face.

But then, 30 minutes before the end of the school day, came another knock at my door. It couldn't be, could it? Another girl to punish, my fourth of the day? I ushered them in.

The door opened, and it was Miss Hilton, and beside her, astonishingly, was Isabela Martinez again.

"Well what have we here?" I asked, rising and leaving my desk.

"Just look at her," Miss Hilton responded, pointing to Isabela. She was holding her shirt closed, the shirt I'd ripped the buttons off earlier before I anally pummeled her. "She can't come to my class dressed like that," she continued.

"I agree," I replied.

"She refused to come. I practically had to drag her here," Miss Hilton said.

"Is that so, Isabela?" I replied, but Isabela didn't answer. "Leave her with me," I said, and Miss Hilton left, my eyes following her shapely behind as she exited my office, while I walked towards Isabela.

"Please, not again, I can't take it," Isabela pleaded.

"Don't worry, we're just going to sit down and talk about this," I said, ushering her towards the sofa. As soon as we sat down, I unbuckled my belt and started unzipping my pants.

"Wait, but you said we were just going to talk!" Isabela said.

"Well I changed my mind," I said, freeing my raging boner and sliding my pants and underwear to the ground.

"But it's not fair! It's not my fault!" she pleaded.

"You should have thought of that before you were late for class, shouldn't you? Maybe you'll learn your lesson."

I grabbed her by the hair and pushed her down into my lap, sliding my rock hard cock between her lips and into her warm, wet mouth. It felt so wonderful to bathe my aching cock in her saliva. I pushed her head down, forcing her to take all of my member, causing her to gag and splutter.

"Your mouth feels so good around my cock," I groaned as I forced her to deepthroat me. She continued to gag, so I decided to ease the pressure I was applying and let her catch her breath. Isabela inhaled deeply.