Chapter 12: Another Detention Before Heading Home

As she neared Mr. Jacob’s room, she spotting Jenna and Roach leaning against one of the lockers and making out. As Roach spotted her, he pulled away from Jenna rather abruptly, and beckoned her over. “There you are, someone had a busy day I think, Jenna was saying two girls came back from a very long bathroom break and could not stop talking about your activities.” Holding up his marker, he pulled open her robe and turned her so that her back was against the lockers. “Now, how many in total. And it looks like some of these are fading. Are you trying to hide how many cocks you are sucking from your brother?” He asked, joking, but as his hand grasped her breast firmly and squeezed it, a jolt of pain flashed through Niki’s body.

“No--just, two showers, um, I guess”. Niki said, gasping as his hand clamped down and two fingers rudely pinched her nipple, sending a surge of pain and pleasure down towards her naked cunt.

“That’s enough Mr. Rochard, Ms. Constantini is late for detention. You can continue your ‘games’ tomorrow”.

Mr. Jacob’s voice called out, interrupting the small tableau. He had come to stand in the doorway of his classroom, and his usual stern demeanor brooked no backtalk, even from Mike.

Niki pulled her robe closed and extricated herself from Roach and Jenna’s clutches, the small group of onlookers dispersing as soon as Mr. Jacob’s had spoken. Walking into the classroom, she was surprised to see her books sitting on a desk in the front row. “Go sit, I will be with you in a minute” Mr. Jacobs said, moving to his own desk and sitting down, making some notes in his planner.

Niki realized that she had never made it back to his class, and she had not really thought things through before going to meet Roach. She should have taken her books with her, it would have made her long absence less noticeable. Especially when she did not get them back before the final period.

A few long minutes passed in silence. Niki began to wonder if perhaps this was just going to be a normal detention after all, until Mr. Jacobs spoke again.

“Go lock the door please”

She looked up at him, and his steady gaze gave away nothing. Standing up, she began to cross the room to the door when he stopped her.

“Lose the robe. And your Sandals. Slut.”

Niki stopped, startled, and again looked at his steady gaze. He had not moved from behind his desk, he just sat there and gave her orders, as if he expected her to follow them.

Suddenly a little nervous, Niki undid the tie to her robe and let it slip off of her shoulders, turning and placing it on her desk. Kicking off her sandals one at a time, she turned around to face him again, and slowly crossed the cool tile to the classroom door. Turning the lock whilst looking through the small window, wondering if anyone was still around. Probably not, she thought as she turned back toward her teacher.

“Come here, right in front of my desk” was all he said, his gaze never leaving her body as she walked completely naked toward him.

Niki walked back across the room to stand in front of his desk, the cool tile sending little shivers of goosebumps up her lower legs. She felt a bit discombobulated, his actions were not matching what had happened in the last detention. Not exactly.

“Do you know why you are here, again, Ms Constantini?”

Shaking her head, though she was beginning to realize this was all part of his particular game. Just like Max had his games, or Cyndi, or Roach, it seemed that Mr. Jacobs also had a game. A punishment game.

“What did I tell you last time? Hmm? If you did not stop being a distraction we would have to continue to punish you until you learn, hmm? Right?”

Slowly nodding, her sex quivering unconsciously as she remembered how hard he had spanked her last week, though it had been right after a much rougher spanking from Max. Still, she had cum so hard, her memory was tinged with both fear and anticipation.

“Very well. At least you are learning something” the teacher said, his heart beginning to pound as he contemplated what he was going to do to the young student. His eyes traveled over her body, from her hard pebbled nipples, down to her completely shaven sex, probably wet already in anticipation. The majority of the last session he had only seen her from behind, this long period of her walking across the room and then standing in front of him naked let him enjoy her body more completely. Already he was rousing in excitement, his old body reacting well in spite of his limitations.

Still seated, he watched her stand there nervously for a long minute before instructing her “Lean over and grab this side of the desk”. He watched as she complied, her body leaning over at about a forty-five degree angle, her face and breasts coming nearer to his position.

Taking his time, enjoying her uncertainty, he let her hold position for a long moment before continuing. “Look down, see the bottom drawers? Reach lower until you grasp the handles”.

Niki could see the silver handles near the floor, and realized she’d have to lay flat on the desk to reach them. As she settled down, and felt the cool wood of the desk press against her bare skin, she shifted her legs slightly as she reached down, eventually grasping the lower handles, her head hanging over the edge of the desk, practically in Mr. Jacobs’s lap.

Mr. Jacobs sat there, watching the girl stretch naked across his desk, her head hanging down, her hair falling across his lap. The anticipation was building within him, and as he heard her breath coming soft from beneath her halo of hair, he slid his chair back and stood up. Not touching her, or saying a word, he slowly walked around to the back side of her, his eyes once again familiarizing themselves with the smooth curve of the slut’s buttocks. Her waist was a little above the level of his desk and he rested his hand on top of her butt, pressing down slightly.

“Part your legs until you are laying a bit flatter.” he told her, continuing to press down on her her lower back, watching as her legs parted a couple of feet, her thighs parting, and her wet little cunt coming into view just below the jeweled end of the butt plug she continued to wear. “I see you continue to degrade yourself by wearing that disgusting toy. You really do not seem to be learning much of anything from our last session. We shall have to be more thorough this time.” Mr. Jacobs let his words hang in the air for a long time, before bringing his hand down in a sharp blow, the sound ringing out across the room.

CRACK!

Waiting only a few seconds, but long enough that the girl would not know when the next blow was coming, Mr. Jacobs matched the first blow with a sharp spank on the other cheek, watching as her pale skin began to immediately pink up.

CRACK!

Mr. Jacobs did not do anything for almost thirty seconds, the sudden silence stretching out. “I just realized this might not be fair. Perhaps you are not getting off on this like last time. Tell you what, if you are not wet, then we will finish this up with only 10 swats. But if you are, then that just proves how much of a nasty little slut you’ve become, and your ass is going to be so red you can’t sit down.”

Mr. Jacobs had no doubt what he would find as he slid his hand up the trembling thigh of the bent over girl. His eyes could already spot the gleaming wetness seeping from between her legs. As his hand reached the junction of her thighs and he cupped her drenched cunt, he let his middle finger slide backwards, tracing a line from her clit to her opening, slipping it in slightly as he felt her wetness. Niki’s moan was not unexpected as he drew his hand away, watching as she pressed back, as if wanting more.

CRACK! SLAP! CRACK!

The blows resumed almost immediately, and he did not stop for quite some time. His voice was almost apologetic sounding as he berated her for her lewd ways.

“If only you were less of a slut, this would not be necessary. It’s as if your wicked cunt is in charge of everything you do.”

Over and over his hand struck down, moving up and down her rounded posterior, the skin pinking up and almost glowing against the paleness of her unmarked body. Pausing after about twenty smacks, he kicked at the inside of her right leg. “Farther now, spread them wider. Show me that nasty cunt of yours”. Pausing in his attack, he watched as she spread herself even wider, her pink slit opening up and calling for him. Again, reaching between her legs, he mauled her wetness roughly, dragging his fingers through the soupy mess while simultaneously pulling and pushing on the plug in her ass. As the slut began to gasp, her legs trembling, he realized she was coming. “You are fucking loving this, how the hell are you going to learn if you enjoy the punishment too much?” he said rhetorically, not stopping his poking and prodding until she stopped quivering under his touch. Giving her a moment, feeling his own need getting closer, he paused for a little bit before continuing to spank the tight red bottom she presented.

His blows came closer and closer to her center now, her spread opening almost daring him to spank her directly on her cunt, though he had other plans for that part of her body. Still, he let the edge of his fingers strike her center on some of the blows, and when he slapped her upper thighs, he could feel her really jump.

Stepping back, looking her over, he admired his handiwork. Pink from top of her buttocks to halfway down her pale thighs, her right cheek was a deeper red, almost purple, and he realized that he had not spread out the blows as evenly as he had thought. Taking a moment to crack another couple of blows upon her left cheek, he once again reached between her legs and slid two fingers into her wetness.

“You can’t help yourself, can you?” he said, almost swearing at her in a rough voice, working himself up.

Undoing his belt and opening his pants, he fished his prick out and gave it a couple of strokes before moving behind her. Using one hand to press against the base of her toy, he stood there, waiting, making her wonder when he would again strike. Waiting for her to begin to moan again from his rhythmic presses against her butt toy, he suddenly slid his prick all the way up inside of her and clutched onto her abused buttocks with both hands as he began to fuck her hard and fast.

Niki’s ass was on fire, and as the teacher finally began to fuck her, like she knew he was going to all along, she began to cum almost uncontrollably, her heightened senses on full overdrive.

Every blow had sent searing pulses of pain and pleasure into her core, and every time he touched her, she knew she was wetter than the time before. Unleashed now, her kinky desires were almost running away with her, and the cool smooth wood against her bare body was a constant reminder she was spread tight and wide across the teacher’s desk. As his cock continued to pound into her, she rode the waves of pleasure, cumming in one long multiple peaking orgasm, her body spreading wider and pulling him in deeper.

Nearing his peak, Mr. Jacobs slowed. He wanted to cum so bad now, but he had been fantasizing about more than just fucking her. He wanted to fill her mouth and watch her swallow as he exploded. His wife had only sucked him off twice in his life, and both times she had made sure he warned her before he had shot off. This slut would take it all, he knew it, so he slowed to a stop and pulled out, his wet prick bobbing between his thighs as he walked around to the other side of the desk, one hand holding up his pants. Sitting down, he slid his chair further under the desk until his cock was brushing against the top of her bowed head.

“Come on, get it inside of your mouth, show me what a good cocksucker you are.” He said, his voice still quite stern. Sighing as she almost eagerly lifted her head and closed her lips around the head of his shaft, he groaned anew when her lips slipped lower on his shaft, her tongue beginning to swirl around the rim of his prick.

Mr. Proussad had been quietly watching through the small window, waiting for the right moment to enter. Glancing at Mr. Jackson, still standing there uncertain as to why they were waiting outside the science classroom, he nodded. “I think we can go in now” he said, taking his master key and unlocking the classroom door.