Classroom Pleasures

Nicki tied Betty to the wooden desk this time. Ankles hooked to the front legs, wrists lashed behind her back, the little schoolgirl could only push her chest up. Every slow drag of a leather crop forced goose bumps across her stomach. Nipples already clamped and swollen, the thin white blouse clung damp to the stiff buds. The hem of that scandalous plaid skirt rode high, satin panties peeled aside, leaving her bare cunt spread and offered at eye level. nikky’s boots clicked on tile as she paced, every step making the silicone plug flex inside Betty’s ass. The girl whimpered until the next strike landed, igniting a hot stripe across her inner thigh. Sweat pooled in her navel. A bead slid south and kissed her aching clit, the only stimulation she’d had in the last ten minutes. Nikky finally leaned in, nails dragging the waistband of the ruined panties down farther, then circled one fingertip exactly where Betty throbbed—once, nothing more—before withdrawing. Betty shuddered hard, thighs clenching on nothing. She opened her mouth to beg, but the bell outside tolled, daring her to stay perfectly silent for one more hour.