“Resume your punishment. No mistakes this time, Miss Young,” Seth warned as he began strumming her clit.
The squeaking of the chalk over the slate was nearly drowned out by Heavenly’s broken and pitiful whimpers.
“Start writing. Faster,” Beck commanded as he dragged his thumb through her juices, then slid it past her tiny rosette.
“Oh. Oh!” The chalk slipped from Heavenly’s fingers and shattered.
He and Seth tore their hands from her and cast her reproachful glares.
She clutched Seth’s shirt, even as her stare pleaded with Beck. “No. Don’t stop!”
They both ignored her. Seth cupped her jaw. “Pick it up.”
Heavenly blinked, her pupils beyond dilated. “Please…”
“He said… Pick. It. Up.” Beck landed a sharp, stinging slap to her ass. “Now.”
With a yelp, she bent at the waist, giving them a spectacular view of her reddened ass and so-swollen pussy.
Impatience clawed at Beck’s composure. He needed inside her now.
Slowly, she gathered the bits of chalk, sniffling for effect. As she rose, her breasts spilled from her too-small blouse. One look at her berry-hard nipples…and Beck swallowed a groan.
“Oops.” She folded her arms over her breasts, but she couldn’t quite hide them. In fairness, she didn’t try very hard.
Tsking, he shoved her arms to her sides and filled his palms with her warm, lush tits.
Somehow, Seth barely managed to slide his stoic mask back in place. “You just destroyed school property. That’s forbidden.”
“Please, Sir.” She dropped to her knees, her beseeching stare begging as much as her voice. “Don’t spank me again. It hurt. Is there another way I can pay for breaking the chalk? And atone for lying about my homework?”
Her gaze dropped to the erection straining behind Seth’s zipper before skittering over his. Then she blinked up, all innocence.
There sure as fuck is, little girl. Beck reached for his fly.
Seth scowled down at her, every inch the exacting headmaster. “Why should we let you atone by sucking our cocks?”
“I’ll do my best to make you both feel good, Sirs.”
“I don’t know if your best will be good enough. Have you ever actually sucked a big, hard cock, Miss Young? Licked it with your tongue and swallowed it down?” Seth dragged the pad of his thumb across her bottom lip. “Let a man come down your throat?”
“No, but I’m a quick learner, and I saw them do it in that movie. See?” Heavenly sucked Seth’s digit into her mouth and swirled it with her wet pink tongue.
A rough groan tore from his lips as a visible shudder rolled through him.
Beck’s patience snapped.
Game fucking over.
He yanked down his zipper, hissing as his cock burst free—bouncing, weeping, and throbbing. “I’ll accept your apology, little girl. But not with your words.”
Slowly, she released Seth’s thumb with an audible pop, then peeked up at him from beneath her thick lashes. “Yes, Sir.” She tipped her gaze back to Seth. “Was I doing it right, Principal Cooper?”
“Not exactly. You need to apply yourself. Principal Beckman will instruct you. Be a good angel and listen.”
“I will, Sir.” She batted her lashes. “I’ll do my very best.”
“You better. Your actions have placed us in a very hard situation, Miss Young,” Seth lectured. “If not? Well…our discipline will have to be far stricter until you learn to obey.”
