Can't help but soothe the pain

Reaching for the door handle, another wave of pain shoots through your clit and you can't help but slip your other hand in your panties to soothe the pain.

"Wanda!" You hear the angry scream of your principal behind you. "I guess ten just wasn't enough! Guess we'll have to amp it up a bit. Mrs. Harriss, please help Wanda into position for her next punishment." You feel the secretary's hands patting at your thighs, silently instructing you to spread your legs as she guides your hands to behind your head. Once you were in position, you hear the tapping of highheels running over the tile floor. Fuck.

SMACK! Her foot devastates your pussy from behind, the bridge of her foot flattening everything between your legs. Your eyes shoot open as a silent scream tears from your throat. Your legs shake and give, but your fall is stopped by another brutal kick.