He cleared his throat and tried to inconspicuously adjust the large bulge in his pants, "And uh, what kind of extra help do you need?"
"Well, you see, I've been a very naughty girl." She fluttered her eyelashes innocently, the husky tone of her voice was anything but. "I keep playing with myself all the time, and I need someone to punish me so that I'll stop being such a bad girl." As she spoke, she undid the knotted shirt between her breasts and slipped it off her shoulders. Her light-pink nipples quickly hardened in the cool air. "Do you think you could punish me, Professor?"
Daren moaned as she leaned her chest over his face, and as his mouth opened she dropped her right nipple right into it. He closed his lips instinctively and sucked on his student's perfect pink nipple, his other hand flying up to grasp her other breast, squeezing the pale globe roughly in his palm. Moaning, Karla straddled his lap and undid the button and zipper on his pants, letting his extremely hard dick pop out into the air. Like a starving man, he feasted on her exquisite young flesh. After her nipples began to turn reddish from his intense attentions, she pulled herself off his lap and bent over the desk enticingly, the firm globes of her asscheeks peeking out from under her skirt.
"Punish me, please Professor," she moaned. "I'm such a dirty girl, I need you to hurt me." Something in her voice and her words completely broke Daren's control. He grabbed theyardstick on his desk and stood up, lifting the red skirt he stared at the pale firm flesh of her heart-shaped ass. It was just as he remembered.
Thwack! Crack!
The yardstick left two red burning stripes across the pale flesh of her ass, and Karla jumped and howled, her asscheeks jiggling at the impact.
He smacked the yardstick hard against her butt, placing stripe after stripe, turning the pale white globes before him into a canvas of red welts, criss-crossing beautifully. Harder and harder he hit her, while her bottom danced before him, her sobs and cries filling the air.
Finally, with a terrific cracking sound, the yardstick broke across her bruised and tender ass. He groaned with the intensity of it all, and stepped forward, taking her pale slim hips in his hands. Pushing his dick into her dripping pussy, he pumped the sopping tight hole a few times, moaning as it convulsed around his turgid member. Then he pulled it out, and without mercy slammed it hard into her even tighter ass.
Karla's back arched and she squealed like a stuck pig as his throbbing cock brutally stretched her tight hole, his body slamming painfully into the burning flesh of her brutalized ass. Daren moaned at the tightness of her back hole, as she whimpered in pain it clenched around his dick. He began to move in and out of her ass forcefully, making sure to rub against the hot flesh of her cheeks, getting painful revenge for all the teasing him she'd done. Moving his hands up to her pale, bouncing breasts, he pinched the nipples between his fingers as he thrust in and out of her ass, using them as leverage to fuck deeper and harder into her ass.
Between her legs, Karla's fingers were rubbing her little clit. Her skirt flitted and waved in the air as he mercilessly pummeled her ass, stretching it over and over again. Karlaclenched around him, reveling in the ravishment of her own body, the feeling of his dick deep in her tight hole. It was everything she'd always wanted.
Daren could feel his balls tightening as he milked her pink nipples, her asshole making the most incredible convulsions around his dick.
"Oh god, Professor." Karla rubbed her little clit frantically. "Oh god, I'm coming! Oh god, I'm dirty! Fuck my ass, Fuck my dirty, slutty, ass!”
Holding her milky breasts tight in his hands, he thrust hard one last time into her red and burning bottom, filling the tight hole with a week's frustration. His body jerked weakly as her ass clenched around his dick, milking every last drop of cum from his balls.
Daren pulled away from the young student, stumbling back against the wall. She remained bent over, her heart-shaped ass now bright red, with angry-looking stripes across it. A thick glob of cum fell from her asshole and slid down her thigh onto the white lacy tops of her stockings.
Karla reached back and collected the glob of cum onto her finger, then turning, she placed it in her mouth and sucked her finger clean.
"Thanks, Professor!" She blew him a kiss and grabbed her shirt, then pranced out the door, ponytails bobbing merrily as she reclothed her upper body. Daren groaned and sat back in his chair. He had no idea what to do about Karla.
It appeared that the last brutal beating of her ass, when Professor Daren had broken the yardstick as he spanked her mercilessly with it, had cured Karla of her desire for him. For a little bit at least. He figured he probably had about as long as it took her asscheeks to return to their normal creamy color before she'd come looking for him again. He didn't fool himself into thinking that she wouldn't, like he had last time. She wasobviously addicted to the roughness... and despite his worry that someone might find out and that he'd lose his job, he couldn't help but look forward to the next time she approached him. After that last time, he'd started to do some research online, and now he was prepared. He now kept a paddle in his desk that had holes in it spelling out the wordslutin capital letters. If she decided to approach him again, she was going to get a bit of a surprise.
For about a week, she wore fairly normal clothes to class, although her skirts were still way too short. She still bent over on her way up the stairs, letting him see that there were still bruises across her ass, long stripes from where the yardstick had really bitten into the tender curves of her flesh. Still, it didn't seem to bother her at all. She flirted with him as he gave his lectures, undressing him with her eyes, and she still didn't wear a bra under her shirt.
The next week though, as soon as he saw her, he knew she was going to approach him after class. Her hair was in two long braids, making her look like a slutty Pippi Longstocking, her tube top was barely a strip of fabric across those gorgeous creamy bouncy breasts—with the white fabric her nipples could be clearly seen as they poked out at him. The pleated blue skirt barely covered her asscheeks, even standing, and as it rippled around the smoothness of her pale thighs, anyone watching could see glimpses of her firm ass and occasionally the pinkness of her pussy. The most amazing thing, was that no one in the class seemed perturbed by it, although she did garner the attention of most of the males as she made her way up the stairs to her usual seat. But as he started the day's lecture, the whole class had all their attention focused on him.
Once seated, the hem of the tiny skirt barely touched the seat, and all she had to do was spread her legs an inch to allow him to see her pretty pink pussy. Of course, she didn't keep it at that inch. As the lesson continued, her legs spread wider and wideras his eyes constantly roamed the classroom to come back to rest on the pretty pink between her legs. Finally, her thighs were spread so wide that her pussy lips were actually spread apart as well and he could see the wetness gleaming on her pink flesh. Fifteen minutes till the end of class, she reached into her bag and pulled something out. Daren was shocked to realize that it was a long dildo, complete with veins, ridges and balls, extremely realistic-looking. The slutty vixen slowly began pushing it into her pussy, giving him the most amazing view of her pussy hole opening up around the rubber cock, stretching wide to take it all in. Never taking her eyes off him, she started pumping the fake dick in and out of her hot hole, slippery wet as it slid in and out of her. Lowering her tube top with her other hand, she pinched the hard pink nipple with her fingers, caressing the pale white flesh of her breast as she fucked herself with the dildo.
Daren couldn't believe his eyes. Anyone in the classroom could look back and see her with her boobs hanging out, the thick dildo pumping in and out of her pussy as she masturbated in the back of his classroom. Either she didn't care, or she was the most daring slut he'd ever met... or maybe she got off on the danger. Whatever, she had his dick completely hard and leaking pre-cum as usual.
Just a few minutes before the end of the lecture, Karla finally came, her lips parted and eyes a little glazed as her body convulsed on the rubber cock. Pulling it from her pussy, she licked her juices off of the fake dick before putting it back into her purse and pulling her tube top back up over her breasts as he dismissed the class. Only then did a few of the guys look back at her wistfully, trying to catch her attention. She ignored all of them and fiddled with stuff in her bag until everyone had left the room. Daren just stood behind his desk, watching her as she played the innocent student looking for something in her bag. Her brazenness was unimaginable, and he wondered what kindof havoc she'd caused in high school, or if this was a more recent thing.
When the room was empty, except for the two of them, the irrepressible redhead grabbed her things and skipped down to stand beside him; breasts bouncing prettily as she moved quickly down the stairs.
"Hi Professor Daren," she said, but then he interrupted her before she could get any farther.
"Just what do you think you're doing?" His voice was harsh, angry even, and she took a step back, looking very surprised.
"Doing?" Her voice was full of sweet innocence, it was almost laughable with her body barely covered, and given the performance she’d put on during his lecture.
"Doing in my classroom dressed like that. Doing whenever you come and tease me with your slutty little body. Just what do you think you are doing dressing and acting like a whore for me?" His eyes were hard as stone as he glared at her, even as his dick was tenting his pants.
Karla dropped her bags and bent over his desk, her ass completely uncovered because her skirt was so short. "Please Professor, don't be angry at me! I'm just a dirty slut, and I want you so bad... I'm sorry I tease you like I do, but I just need you to punish me... I can't help myself." She was pouting and pleading prettily, her big green eyes and long braids making her look years younger than her actual eighteen years.
"Well, if you want to be treated like a real slut, that's what you're going to get." He almost couldn't believe how harsh and menacing his voice sounded. He hadn't realized that he had this cruel person in him, but he was really looking forward to causing her a harsh amount of pain before filling her needs. "Take off your clothes."
As the pretty redhead quickly straightened, then rolled the tube top off and shed her tiny skirt, he reached into the deskdrawer and pulled out the paddle, turning it so she could clearly see the wordsluton it. Her eyes got very big and wide, and she looked up at him with anticipation and fear as she bent her pale, sweet body back over his desk. It was a very pretty picture, with her braids on each side of her face, soft breasts hanging like heavy fruit, ass high in the air with her legs slightly spread.
