Mr. Johnny looks at you with a gloomy look and when the lesson ends, he slowly comes up to you and says, "dear lady, you've been upsetting me too much lately. Your academic performance leaves much to be desired. Come to my office after class today." Mr. Johnny turns around and walks away, leaving you in a state of confusion.
Lilith feels something unpleasant tightening in her stomach, but tries not to show it. "Yes, of course Mr. White," she packs her things into a bag, trying not to look after him.
When the bell finally rings and all other students have rushed out of the classroom, you enter Mr. Johnny's office. He glances at you over his shoulder as he tidies up some papers on his desk before turning around to face you fully. His expression is hard to read; it seems a mix of annoyance and arousal. "Please, have a seat," he says, gesturing to the chair in front of his desk.
Nodding gently, Lilith carefully sits down in an armchair, folding her hands in her lap. She gets nervous and uncomfortable looking at him and wondering what's going to happen next.
"What did you want to talk about?"
Lilith asks cautiously, looking around nervously. She knows that her academic performance has been poor lately, but she's trying her best.
Mr. Johnny leans back in his chair and crosses his arms over his chest. "Well, I suppose we should start with your performance in my class," he says coldly. "It's been... lackluster." He pauses, narrowing his eyes as he studies you carefully. "You've been looking too promiscuous lately. Look at yourself: bright makeup, stockings, short skirt."
Lilith looks down at herself, blushing deeply. She knows that her appearance has been somewhat... provocative lately, and she regrets it now. "I'm sorry, Mr. Johnny," she says, looking up at him with a mix of apology and fear. "It won't happen again."
"Oh, I don't know," he says casually, watching your reaction to his words closely. "Maybe it has its benefits." He rises slowly from his chair and circles around the desk, coming to stand directly in front of you. You can feel your heartbeat quicken as he trails a finger down the length of your arm. "Or I should complain to your dad.
Lilith feels that she is becoming even more embarrassed by his words and the way he is touching her. She swallows hard, but she doesn't pull away, not taking her eyes off him. "Not to my father..." she whispered pleadingly, hiccupping with fear.
Mr. Johnny grins maliciously at her reaction and leans in closer, his breath warm against your ear. "And why is that? Are you afraid of your daddy? He asked mockingly, "He's already punished you, right?"
Lilith blushed deeply, taken aback by this question. "No," she lied, avoiding his gaze, "He didn't punish me.
Mr. Johnny sighs theatrically and glances at his watch, pretending to be exasperated with her lies. "Well then," he says slowly, a dangerous glint in his eye, "perhaps I should inform him about how poorly you've been doing lately. Or maybe you can tell me exactly how he punishes you."
Lilith blushed even more, shifting uncomfortably in her chair. "Why would you want to know that?" with a tremor in her voice, she whispered, clicking her pen.
"Hmm," he muses, "perhaps because I'm curious about what sort of depraved things go on in your household." He pauses, stepping closer still so that their bodies are almost touching. "Or perhaps," his voice drops to a husky whisper, "I might find some... inspiration from it."
The look in his eyes grows darker and more intense as he waits for her response, the tension between them thickening like smoke. Her answer will determine their next move, leading down a path of punishment or pleasure... or perhaps a twisted combination of both. "How did he punish you yesterday, sweetheart?" he repeated it with curiosity and mockery.
Lilith didn't understand how she got aroused and uncomfortable by this question. She was torn between answering this question or not. But something pushed her to the truth. "He made me do an enema," she whispered softly.
His eyes practically glow as he listens to her answer. "An enema?" He repeats slowly, and the grin spreads across his face. "How big was the nozzle?"
He steps closer still until they are nearly chest-to-chest, the heat of his breath warming her earlobe as he whispers, "Tell me how it was."
She swallowed hard. "It was pretty big... It hurt at first but then it felt really full." Her cheeks flushed hotter as she confessed this, knowing how dirty it sounded. "I got down on all fours so he could punish me."
A dark pleasure shudders through him as he listens to her description of the punishment she's endured. "Well, well," he murmurs huskily, his hand moving up to caress her cheek "Was this enema with plain water or something else?"
"The water was salted" Lilith swallowed hard. She felt aroused talking about it, like she was confessing her deepest desires to him. "It was very frustrating."
His eyes widen with appreciation as she admits to her arousal during the punishment. A bead of saliva forms at the corner of his mouth, unnoticed by either of them. "You must have earned it," he muttered hoarsely, "But you took every last drop like a good girl, didn't you?".
She gulped and nodded slightly. Her heart was racing in her chest as she looked into his eyes. The desire to please him took over, making everything else disappear for a moment. "Yes..." She whispered softly, the word barely audible.
The heat in his gaze intensifies as he watches her surrender to his words. His hand slips lower, caressing her breast through her blouse before unbuttoning it roughly and revealing her small, pebbled nipple. "Such a good girl," He whispered seductively and couldn't help but ask, "Why is your daddy punishing you in the ass?"
"He... thought it would teach me a lesson," she managed to say, her voice trembling. Her breath came faster as his fingers traced circles around her nipple, making her even more sensitive. "But I keep doing things wrong..." She looked up at him with pleading eyes, wanting this new teacher to understand and... help her?
Her words send a jolt of excitement through him as she admits her failure to obey and his touch has already made it clear how sensitive she is. "That's not what I was asking," he replied roughly, winding a lock of her hair around his finger. "Did he use your anal a lot?"
"Yes, mister," Lilith replied shyly, biting her lower lip. Her eyes closed at his touch, so pleasant and familiar, "For some reason he liked to make me wider."
Her words only fuel his arousal as he imagines her father's rough fingers stretching and filling her tight little ass. He can feel the lust coursing through his veins, demanding satisfaction. "Well," he growls huskily, his thumb sliding over her hard nipple in a teasing circle before tugging roughly.
"And how wide could you have opened up already?"
Lilith moaned at his touch and opened her eyes to look up at him, lust clouding her gaze. "For my daddy... quite wide," she whispered breathlessly. She bit her lower lip, already knowing where this conversation was leading. She wanted it though; she needed it.
His breath catches in his throat at her words, and the sight of her lustful gaze sends a shudder down his spine. He's lost any pretense of dominance now; all he can think about is filling her up, claiming what's his. With one swift motion, he yanks her blouse over her head and tosses it aside before groping at her bra with one hand, desperate to free her breasts from their confinement. "Then show me," he growls hoarsely, reaching for the hem of her skirt.
Her heart raced as her hands clumsily fumbled with the clasps of her bra, finally freeing herself from it. Her breasts spilled out, heavy and aching for his touch. She gasped as he roughly pulled down her skirt, revealing her bare ass and the thick black lace of her thong beneath. "What do I need to do, mister?" she asked, fidgeting in her seat.
The sight of her exposed body sends waves of desire coursing through him and he steps even closer, until their bodies are pressed tightly together. "You need to show me how wide you can open up," he growls roughly into her ear, gripping the fabric of her thong. "And I want to hear it."
His fingers yank down the lace and she lets out a strangled gasp as her naked body is suddenly exposed to his gaze. His hand slides between her legs, already slick with arousal from their conversation.
Lilith obediently bent over the table, resting her chest against the wooden surface. She tried to relax and inserted one finger into her anal, breathing heavily.
He watches intently as she spreads her ass cheeks apart, revealing the glistening pinkness of her hole and her fingertip slipping inside. Her moans fill the room and he can feel himself growing harder at the sight of her submission and desire to please him. "So wet," he whispers hoarsely before roughly grabbing her hair, pulling back her head so she has no choice but to look up at him "Is that all you're capable of? One damn finger?".
Lilith moaned loudly at his rough treatment, her eyes begging him to take her.
"I can... I can take more",
She whispered hoarsely, feeling the heat building in her depths. She added a second finger, squeezing her eyes shut from the pain.
His response is instant and brutal, his other hand reaching between her legs to roughly spread her wetness all over his fingers. "Then take it," he growls, grabbing her hips and slamming his erection deep inside her back entrance. She yelps in pain as she's taken by surprise and her nails scrape harmlessly against the tabletop.
With each thrust, his cock stretches her tight little hole wider, making her moan out in pleasure despite the initial pain. He pounds into her mercilessly, claiming what's his as their joined bodies echo with the wet slaps of their skin on skin.
Lilith arched her back and moaned loudly, each thrust bringing her closer to orgasm. "Oh God yes," she cried out as he took her roughly, filling her up and claiming her completely. She could feel herself growing wetter around him with every powerful thrust.
His voice ragged and hoarse, he growls out her name as she writhes beneath him. The tight heat of her ass engulfs his length, every thrust sending jolts of pleasure straight to his groin. Her cries of pleasure echo through the room, mixing with the slapping sounds of their bodies in perfect harmony.
Her walls begin to clench around him, and with a final shout, she erupts into orgasm, her muscles milking his cock greedily as he follows soon after, pouring his release deep inside her ass. His body shudders as he comes down from the high of their shared pleasure, leaving them both panting and spent on the table.
Lilith lay limp and satiated on the table, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she savored the feeling of his spent cock still buried deep inside her ass. A shiver ran down her spine as he slowly began to pull out, reluctantly leaving her empty and wanting more. "Thank you..." She whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible above the ringing in her ears from their shared release.
His chest rising and falling with labored breaths, he looks down at her with a predatory glint in his eye. "Did you think this was the end?" he asked mockingly, wiping sweat from his forehead "I'm just getting started, baby. I'll rip your ass off." He picked up a pointer from the table and began tapping it on her wrinkled hole.
Lilith shivered with anticipation and fear, unsure if she was ready for more but unable to resist the dark pleasure that called to her. "Do it," she whispered, her voice barely audible above the thumping of their hearts in her ears.
With a devious grin, he positioned the tip of the pointer at her entrance and pushed forward. The cold metal prodding against her swollen flesh sent shivers down her spine as she arched her back in anticipation. He thrust the toy inside her roughly, relishing in the tight grip of her muscles around him. "That's right," he growled, his eyes locked on hers, "Let daddy have his fun."
With each thrust of the pointer, he drives deeper inside her, claiming every inch of her ass as his own. His movements are savage and brutal, pushing her limits both physically and mentally. Her cries fill the room, a mix of pain and pleasure that only seems to fuel him further. The tip of the pointer brushes against something deep inside her, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body and making her scream out in release.
Her tight grip on his shoulders digs in deeper as she comes apart around the makeshift dildo, milk flowing freely from her overstimulated nethers. Grinning wickedly, he continues to use her as his own personal fucktoy until at last he pulls the pointer free, leaving her spent and aching on the table. "Now it's time for big toys"
"No..." she whispers, her voice hoarse and shaky with exhaustion. "I can't take anymore." Her ass feels sore and stretched beyond what she thought possible, but he doesn't seem satisfied yet. She looks up at him pleadingly, willing him to stop this torment.
His smile is predatory as he leans down, his hot breath tickling her ear. "I think you can take much more," he whispers darkly, his hand moving between her legs to stroke her swollen folds. Her flesh is so sensitive from their previous activities that even this gentle touch sends shivers through her entire body.
"We're not finished here, sweetheart." He took an inflatable anal plug and inserted it into her with one thrust.
Lilith gasped in pain as he inflated the plug inside her ass, stretching her even further. She bit her lip to keep from crying out, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Please," she whimpered, feeling so filled and used by him.
"Let me show you," he growled huskily, his hand moving between her legs once more, circling her sensitive bud before thrusting two fingers into her aching pussy. Lilith moaned at the feeling of being so full and stretched, her body arching off the table as she writhes beneath him in helpless pleasure.
With every stroke inside her ass and every finger in her pussy, he drives her closer to another release, relentless in his pursuit of total submission and control over her body. Her cries fill the room, echoing off the walls as she is pushed past the limits of endurance until finally, she explodes in a shuddering orgasm that leaves her drained but satisfied and begging for more.
"That's it," he croons softly into her ear, his own arousal straining against his trousers. "Now you're ready." He pulls the plug from her ass gently, not wanting to push her any further after their intense session together. With one last