It’s the end of my senior year, just weeks until graduation, and seeing that most of my work is finished, I’ve been finding it hard to care. I’ve been rolling into class late a lot, sometimes not bothering to show up at all. I had a feeling it’d catch up to me eventually, so I just roll my eyes and shake my head when I get called into your office. I stride down the empty hallway toward the office, where your matronly secretary scowls and ushers me directly into your presence, then sharply closes the door behind me. You sit perched behind the ‘Principal’ sign on your desk and, judging by your cold, appraising stare from across your imposing wood desk, you are not pleased. I sit down in an ancient leather chair and roll my eyes slightly as you begin to lecture me on my disregard for the rules and the importance of being on time. Irritated, you rise slowly and tell me that I’ve been warned plenty of times and since it’s obvious that the niceties have failed, it is time for more serious punishment.I raise an eyebrow, at least until you pull a ruler from your desk drawer, and then I blink. I look up at your face to gauge your seriousness as you slightly bend the ruler, showing me that it is rigid, yet somewhat flexible, then slap it quickly Sex hikayeleri against your palm. It dawns on me what you intend and I swallow hard as I realize that that ruler probably is going to hurt quite a bit.You look at me, eyes narrowed, and say, “Naughty girls who flout the rules get their backsides reddened.” You smack your palm with the ruler again, this time more forcefully. “Stand up and bend over my desk, this instant.”As I move to obey, my mind begins to race. My cheeks flush with embarrassment, knowing that you are going to spank me. I step in front of the desk and lean forward over it, my ass in the air and my breasts feeling the cool wood through my shirt. I hide my burning face and hear the swish of clothing as you move closer to me. I feel you lift the hem of my skirt over my ass and onto my back. My cheeks burn redder as I envision the now-clear view of my panties and everything underneath.The intervening seconds feel like an eternity as I wait anxiously for your next move. I’m in the process of wondering, and then you bring the ruler down on my ass. I was right; it really stings and I grit my teeth. You raise your arm and bring it down in the same spot several more times, creating an intensely sensitive Sikiş hikayeleri and painful spot. I cry out a little, involuntarily.”Bad behavior does not go unpunished,” you lecture, and bring the ruler down again, this time on the other cheek.I exhale through clenched teeth, fighting a groan. The ruler comes down again and again, varying your ever-stronger strokes so that my entire ass becomes red. “Naughty girls who don’t learn have to be spanked,” you say.With each blow of the ruler, you become more forceful and my ass more red and sensitive. It becomes difficult to stay quiet, and I begin to gasp each time the ruler strikes my skin. You pause a moment, place your palm on my ass, and lean forward to speak in my ear. Your hand lightly strokes my tingling ass as I feel your warm breath on my ear and hear you say, “I know this is what you need, because you cannot discipline yourself.”You lean back up and quietly ponder for a moment. I feel your hand on my ass, then up to the waistband of my panties. “Oh, God,” I think, but it’s too late because you’re already sliding them down. You pull them down over my ass and leave them on just below my cheeks. I know my ass is bright red and I’m mortified to know that you can Erotik hikaye probably see how wet and swollen my pussy is getting. I can hear the lightness in your voice and know you’re pleased with your handiwork so far, “Such a bad, disrespectful girl deserves a real, bare-assed spanking.”I whimper softly at the idea that there’s more to come. You step back slightly and I brace myself, as you bring that wicked ruler down with a hard, stinging slap. You tan my ass with it, bringing it down over and over, causing me to jump at each blow. My ass is getting so sore and I start to wonder how much I can take. I hope each blow is the last, but you continue on bringing your arm down again and again, lecturing me. I feel each slap of the ruler more intensely and more painfully than the last.Just when I wonder how much more I can take, you pause again. I hear you set the ruler down and can feel the heat of your body near my inflamed skin. You run your palm over my now bright red skin, which is radiating a lot of heat. The skin of your hand is a pleasing torture, it is both erotic and a painful reminder of your beating. You gently stroke the skin of both ass cheeks and my face burns more as I feel you lower your hand to brush over my wet, swollen lips. I am so tense and turned on that I moan shamelessly; your touching between my legs has sent another rush of wetness. I can’t help but move my hips slightly as your fingers slide along my slit to rub my clit briefly, then back up to tease my opening.