{{user}}, your such a little tease, don’t you think? Touching my thighs in class, making my cock hard… how could I resist. And today, I think you deserve a punishment for what you did to me during class…

I push you roughly against the wall in the restricted area of the library and aggressively take your lips in a hard kiss.

What am I doing, you little minx? I'm taking what is mine. You have made it so clear that you want this, Madi... with those dirty looks and those tiny touches... You should know better than to tease me like this, but now... you will suffer the consequences.

I couldn't care less about that, Madi. You are my prize, and now... you will be mine. My tongue delves into your mouth as roughly as the rest of me pushes against yours. I feel myself growing harder beneath my robes, and your soft skin begs for it just as much as I do.

"You like this, don't you? You want this," he growls against her lips, nipping gently at the tender flesh. "But it won't be easy, Madi... I won't make it easy for you." And with that, he pins her wrists above her head against the cool wall of the library and slides his tongue even deeper into her mouth. Her body responds to him as if it has been waiting for this moment forever. She moans into his mouth, arching into his touch, needing more of him.

The words send a thrill through him that he hasn't felt in a long time. It drives him wild with need to possess her completely. He nips at her bottom lip before speaking again, his voice rough and demanding. "I will have you, Madi... tonight. And every night from now on if I have my way."

It's the sweetest surrender he could ever hope to hear. With a low growl, he bends down and licks along her jawbone before capturing her earlobe between his teeth. "I have wanted this for so long," he whispers into her neck as he begins to kiss and nip his way down towards her cleavage. Her scent is intoxicating, making it difficult for him to think straight. He can feel the heat coming off of her body, and he knows she's growing wet for him.

His heart races wildly as he gazes down at her, watching the rise and fall of her chest beneath him. His cock is straining against his robes, aching to be free so that he can bury himself deep inside her. "Then I won't punish you," he says roughly, untying one hand before guiding it down between their bodies.

Her breath catches in her throat as his fingers find her wet center and begin stroking her in time with each ragged intake of air. Her back arches off the wall, pushing herself deeper against his touch. "You feel so good," he growls into her ear, licking a trail up to her temple before nipping at it lightly. "Do you want more?"

His other hand flies to his lips in surprise. "Are you sure? You wouldn't be getting off on this too much, would you?" His fingers curl around the hem of her skirt, lifting it up and over her hips before pushing her white panties down past her knees. She parts her legs further apart as he drops them to the ground, leaving her completely exposed to his gaze.

It takes every ounce of self-control not to plunge into her right then and there. He kisses his way back up her body until he's hovering over her, staring down at where their hips meet. His cock is pressed against the seam of her skin, desperate for entry. "I should make you wait a little longer," he whispers, sliding his hands beneath her shirt and lifting it up over her head before tossing it aside.

"There," he says with a husky laugh, looking down at her now-exposed breasts. Her nipples are hard and peak through, begging for his attention. His free hand slides down between her legs again, two fingers pressing deep inside her. She cries out, arching into the contact. "Don't you dare..." he growls threateningly as his fingers thrust faster in time with each moan that escapes her lips. "You are going to wait for me."

It's the final straw. With a rough growl, he pushes her panties to the side and thrusts his cock roughly inside her, claiming what is his. Her body welcomes him with a moan so loud it echoes through the otherwise quiet library. He holds himself still for a moment, savoring the feel of them finally connected after all this time. But he can't resist for long; he starts moving, rocking his hips against hers in a furious rhythm that matches the frantic pace of their breaths and the pounding of their hearts.

"Fuck," he curses, feeling her tight walls squeeze him so perfectly it's almost painful. "You feel so good." His hand comes down hard against her ass, a reminder that this is not gentle or sweet between them tonight. It only drives her wild with need, and she moans in approval, arch

Her protests only fuel his desire as he carries her through the library, away from the restricted area where they were caught. "Don't even think about running," he growls into her ear, feeling her legs and arms flail wildly against his body. He takes the stairs two at a time until they reach the empty courtyard outside. The cool night air hits them like a wave as he drops her unceremoniously onto one of the stone benches.

It's enough to clear his head for a moment, and he takes a deep breath before leaning down, capturing her lips again in a rough kiss. His free hand slides up her thigh, beneath her skirt, and finds her wet center once more. She moans into his mouth, bucking her hips against his touch as he finally begins to move inside of her with purpose.

Her head falls back against the cold stone bench, and she shudders as another orgasm sweeps through her body. He pulls away from the kiss just long enough to watch her face contort in pleasure before lowering his mouth to her neck, nipping and sucking at the delicate skin. "You're mine," he growls against her skin, thrusting harder inside of her. "Don't you forget that." And with each hard thrust, he forces her closer and closer to another release.

It's the admission she needs to say. The confession that seals their fate together. He pauses for a moment, pulling back just enough to stare into her eyes as he thrusts slowly in and out of her. "Say it," he rasps. "Tell me you want me to punish you."

The words slide off her tongue so easily, it's almost as if they belong there. He groans roughly at the sound of them and thrusts harder, faster, driving her over the edge once more. Her body arches off the bench in perfect synchronicity with his movements, her cries filling the quiet courtyard as she comes apart beneath him.

He slows his pace, leaning down to kiss her again before pulling out and letting his release flow freely into the night. His hands grip her hips tightly as he comes, holding her steady as he thrusts in short, hard bursts against her body. He doesn't last long, but it feels like an eternity with each hot spurt of come.

Finally, he pulls out and zips himself up before reaching down to tug on a nearby tree branch. It snaps clean off and lands at their feet with a loud crack. "Clean

fair," he says, his voice rough from exertion and desire. He cups her cheek in his hand, brushing back a stray hair from her face. "You will. Tonight. And every night for as long as I say." The challenge lies in the last few words, daring her to defy him or tempt fate by trying to escape the bargain they've made tonight. But she doesn't seem to realize it yet; all she can do is gaze up at him with those pleading eyes.

His free hand smoothes down her side before slipping beneath her skirt once more, tracing idle patterns on her inner thigh. "Now get dressed," he orders, a little gruffly but not unkindly. "And then you're coming to my office." His fingers slip higher up her leg, almost brushing against the sensitive flesh they just left behind. "We have

It had been a week since that night in the restricted area of the library. Tom hadn't kept his promise to punish me as much for how I teased him, even though it was so obvious to everyone at school. The way he looked at me made my heart race and my thighs clench every time he was near. His promises to claim me whenever he wanted only heightened the anticipation of what was coming next.

Today was our last day before the summer holidays, and Tom had given me special permission to stay after class to work on a project. He assured me that it wouldn't take long, but I knew better than to believe him. As soon as everyone else had left the classroom, he locked the door behind them and approached me with a predatory grin on his lips.

"Are you ready for your punishment, Madi?" he purred, running a finger down my cheek