Chris used the strap infrequently and usually only two strokes. Once or twice the students looked to me to see if I would step in but each time I felt...the punishment was justified although I wouldn't have chosen that method. One boy though, got it much harder.Terry was always the clown of the school and knowing Chris wasn't really a teacher, fooled about behind his back. I debated whether or not to step in and I could see other members of the security staff were about to but Chris must have. I draw closer as I start the slow seduction of your desire.I kiss the back of your neck, softly, almost invisibly and your breathing alters, I watch in the dark as your body arouses slowly. More kisses to your neck, behind your ear, and you moan as without realising it, your back arches almost imperceptively as my cock gets embraced in increasing sensual pressure by your gorgeous ass. I feel the ache of emerging desire light your nerves into responsive awarenessI need more, my tongue needs to. Then he pulled out of my asshole and shoved his cock back into my pussy again. When his swollen meat pounded into my g-spot deep in my tunnel, I cried out with pleasure cumming hard on him. More juices flowed from my cunt making our genitals slippery. Oh Ed, oh fuck me, fuck all my holes, I cried feeling him penetrate my womb deeply. He then pulled out of my pussy and pushed his cock back into my asshole again. Oh god that feels so good. And it did, there was so much pussy juice making his dick. Now why is that?" I didn't know what to say, so I looked away, ashamed. My parents would be furious if they knew. They had, after all, paid half of my tuition. Professor Dawes continued. “These grades, to be quite frank, are atrocious.” He stood and began walking around me, his hands clasped behind his back. “Nothing seems to be getting through to you. You are an adult, so we cannot hold you in detention. I am not your father, so I cannot take away your basic privileges.” .