I opened the door slightly with a light knock. “Knock, knock, anybody home” I asked?From her bedroom I heard her respond, “Hey, you came! I’m ...o happy! Please make yourself at home. I’ll be out in a minute.”I felt a little nervous just standing there. I decided to go in to the kitchen and see if she had a beer or something in the fridge. Sure, enough there were a few cold ones staring at me.I pulled one out and went to open it. But before I could get the top off Cara came in from her room.“What. She eyeballed the worksheet that someone had answered all too hastily and made her marks. At least they tried. She wrote "7/10" then drew a large crimson C.Her computer monitor chirped as she saw she had received another useless email. Wait. It was from the principal. The nearly thirty something year old brunette leaned forward to check out her screen; had there been any male students in the room they would have checked Miss Williams out. Her features were the make of a natural beauty, her. "Yesss, my cunt... stretch me wide!" she said, drooling out of the corner of her mouth. I twisted my hand, going deeper, forcing the knuckles past her labia. She screamed. "Aaahrrrrrr. Oooohhh goooodddddd."I hit against her cervix. "Ohhh fuckkkk! Fuck me!" she continued to yell. I clenched my fingers to a fist inside her and began pounding her oozing, wet, horny cunt with all my strength. "Yesss, fuck my cunt!" she screamed. "I'm so horny!" She didn't seem to get enough of it, no matter how. "Now lets eat dinner." Icrawled behind her into the kitchen. The punishment fresh in my mind, Istayed on my knees until I was told to sit in a chair. To my surprise Iwas not allowed to eat at the table. "You have to earn the right to eatat the table. Your dinner is in the dog dish. You are to eat it all andlick the bowl clean. Oh! By the way, you are not to use your hands."She sat down and ate a light salad while I ate tuna from the bowl.After dinner, I had to do the dishes and occasionally she.