Aroused

Shockingly, it doesn't feel as bad as you thought it would. You find this a little... pleasurable. Before you know it, blood rushes to your dick, leaving it hard.

A little embarrassed, you try leaning into the desk in order to hide your hard-on. However, Mr Johnson spots it. He smirks and grabs your dick, tracing the bumps with his fingers. His fingers are rough against your smooth skin, creating some friction. You can barely hold back a moan as Mr Johnson wraps his hand around your dick and starts to stroke it.

Whilst his hand pleasures you, the ruler relentlessly slams into your flesh, bringing tears to your eyes. However, you enjoy the pain it brings you and you wriggle your ass to give him better access. His hand slowly starts to increase in speed and before long, he's just straight-up jacking you. You let out a low moan, the feeling of cold hard wood against your burning flesh arousing you even more.

"But surely, I'm not gay," You think. "I can't possibly be gay..." You try to convince yourself that you are straight, but the moans escaping from your mouth seem to disagree with your thoughts.

Mr Johnson's hand around your dick coupled with the pain in your ass is too much for you to bear. You soon lose track of your thoughts, only focusing on the immense pleasure you're getting from this supposed "punishment".

You moan louder and louder, about to orgasm.

All of a sudden, he stops. You whine a little, only to realise that the smooth head of a dick is pressing up against your ass. You were so caught up in the pleasure that you didn't realise how much Mr Johnson is enjoying this.