Wesley Damon: Hot pants teachers

She could see that the young man looked quite relieved.

"Would that be acceptable?" she asked. "I can assure you that it would all remain strictly between you and me."

"Yes," he said quite quickly.

Donna paused for a moment before continuing. Their eyes met and she could see that the young man was beginning to think about what punishment she might have in mind.

"Of course, the punishment must fit the crime," Donna told him, suppressing a smile as she saw him gulping quite noticeably. "Fortunately, I happen to have my old school sorority paddle right here in my drawer. You'll have to take it exactly the same way the girls did! Don't you agree that that is appropriate?"

He was scarlet with embarrassment and Donna could see that he was quite dumbfounded by the proposal she had made. "Please! I… uh…" he tried to protest but seemed at a loss for words.

Donna scooted her chair forward and reached into her desk drawer to pull out her paddle. Bill swallowed hard and looked thoroughly alarmed at the sight of that solid red maple paddle in her hand. Donna moved the chair back away from the desk again and uncrossed her long legs. By this time, her dress had ridden up to reveal stocking tops and a glimpse of bare white thigh, and she deliberately left it in that provocative fashion.

"You might as well get it over with!" she told him, smacking the paddle lightly against the palm of her hand. "Since your behavior was so totally juvenile, I propose to punish you over my lap. Come here!"

Bill swallowed hard and she could feel him looking at her with a mixture of fear and excitement. Enjoying herself thoroughly, she played the role of the dominatrix to the hilt, staring severely at him while at the same time giving him an exciting view of the attractive lap where he would soon be lying. He was scarlet with embarrassment, but she could see that he was too intrigued to pass up the bizarre offer of erotic punishment she was making.

"Come here!" she repeated in a firm voice.

Slowly, and looking at her almost as if he were hypnotized, Bill walked over to her.

"Drop your trousers!" she told him. "Hurry up!"

Looking even more embarrassed, the hapless youth unfastened his trousers and let them slip down to his ankles. There was no way to conceal the bulge in his tight cotton shorts as he started to bend over her lap.

"Just a second," Donna stopped him. "I said you were going to be punished exactly like the girls got it, and I mean exactly! You know what you have to do."

Biting his lip and looking thoroughly humiliated, Bill hooked his fingers into the waistband of his shorts and yanked them down. Before he managed to stretch out over her attractive lap, Donna caught a glimpse of his erection. She had obviously landed herself a very well-equipped young stud. A moment later, she felt that rock-hard young cock pressing against her nylons and opened her thighs to grip it between them. With pleasure, she noted his discomfort as she clamped his cock firmly between her thighs.

Donna paused for a moment to relish the scene. "I'm sure it must be very humiliating for you to be punished by a young woman teacher," she tormented him. "Now, hold still and try to get some good out of it! You've got a good hot workout coming!"

She could see him tensing with anticipation as she lifted the paddle in the air.

Whack!

The paddle descended against the boy's unprotected ass with a noisy splat.

"OW!" Bill exclaimed involuntarily, snapping his head back and jerking sharply as the paddle smacked against his bare flesh.

"Pansy!" Donna tormented him. "Now hold still and try to take it like a man!"

Once again she got a firm grip on the paddle and lifted it in the air.

Smack!

The second whack descended with equal force. This time the boy took it without crying out, although Donna could see the expression of pain on his face. She intended to break him down completely and knew that she would thoroughly enjoy the task.

Whack!

She brought the paddle down against his bare ass a third time, and watched with satisfaction as his ass jerked reflexively in response to the sudden jolt of pain.

"It must be quite a surprise to you to find that a woman can wield a paddle so effectively," Donna remarked. "But it's quite apparent that you approve of it," she added in obvious reference to his throbbing hard-on.

Whack!

Splat!

Splat!

Taking her time to make each application that much more effective, Donna continued applying the paddle to Bill's exposed buttocks. His spank spot was becoming quite bright and it was obvious that the young man was experiencing great difficulty keeping his feelings under control. Donna could clearly see the expression of pain on his face, and could tell that he was gritting his teeth to keep from crying out.

"Your bottom is getting red," she told him in a chiding manner. "You must feel like a complete baby being spanked like this!"

Splat!

Smack!

With her well-built young victim obviously feeling thoroughly hot and uncomfortable, Donna began smacking with slightly harder strokes. Each smack produced a spasmodic jerk that made it apparent that it was quite painful despite his efforts to mask his feelings. Knowing that he would not be able to hold out much longer, the brunette teacher felt quite pleasant and elated. Nothing gave her more sadistic pleasure than breaking down a high and mighty male and completely depriving him of his masculine pride.

"OUCH! OW!" Bill cried out, his will power beginning to wane under the painful whacks of the paddle. He was squirming in obvious distress, and Donna could see the tears welling in his eyes.

Whack!

Splat!

Donna began applying the paddle all the more forcefully to his reddening ass.

"OUCH! OW! Stop!" Bill exclaimed, finally losing his self-control and dissolving in tears. Haplessly, he reached back with one hand in an effort to protect his flaming ass.

"Take your hand away!" Donna demanded in a scolding voice. "If your little girlfriend could see you how," she added scornfully. "Why, she took her paddling better than this!"

Smack!

Donna continued applying the paddle without let-up. His ass a flaming scarlet all over, the miserable young man squirmed and swung his legs back and forth as much as his lowered trousers would permit. The sadistic teacher found herself thoroughly enjoying his pain and humiliation. He was crying quite hard and the distress on his face was quite obvious.

"Ouch! Please, stop!" he pleaded. "Please! That's enough! It hurts too much!"

"You deserve it and you know it," Donna reminded him. "You haven't been spanked half as hard as those girls you enjoyed watching so much!"

To emphasize the point, she applied, an extra-hard smack with the paddle.

"OUCH!" Bill exclaimed. "Please! I can't stand it any more!"

Donna would have enjoyed continuing with the paddle, but decided that it was time for another approach. "Perhaps you would prefer an alternate punishment," she remarked, pausing and holding the paddle poised in the air.

"Yes," he gasped between them. "What?"

"I think that's for me to say," Donna told him, applying the paddle smartly to his burning bottom.

"OWW!" he cried out, jerking convulsively. "All right! Anything but this!"

"On your knees!" Donna told him, giving him a shove off her lap.

Crying hard and looking quite distressed, Bill slid to his knees in front of her. His hands flew backward to rub his burning ass, but Donna knew there was little he could do to relieve the penetrating heat she had built up. She sat in front of him, looking down scornfully at him. Her green dress had ridden up well over the tops of her stockings, and she knew that he could see her thin white panties.

"Since you're such a little pansy who can't even take a spanking, I'm going to shame you real good!" she told him in a contemptuous voice.