Ms. York's POV

Ms. York was very confused. She was just straightening up her classroom when all of a sudden she remembered stealing from the cheerleading booster club fund. Had she? She must have. Now she was bending over Jim's desk with her pants and panties around her calves. She was never one to be submissive, but all of a sudden she was agreeing to be a sex ****.

"Whack!"

"Yeeep!" she yelled as the metal rule smacked her ass. She felt her self getting wet. She would have never agreed to this in her private life. She was always the dominant one in her sex life.

"Whack!"

Ms. York orgasmed. It shook her body.

"Hmm, you're leaking. This really turns you on!" said Jim.

"Whack!"

"Whack!"

"Whack!"

She orgasmed with each whack. Her ass was on fire as the metal rule stung worse each time.

After several more whacks, Jim ordered her to pull up her panties, but she could not wipe her sopping pussy first, so her cotton briefs panties soaked up her sticky mess.

Jim then had her suck his cock before blowing his wad all over her face. She thanked him sheepishly, and left his office with wet panties and a wet face.

She put her shirt back on, though the buttons were torn off and held it closed. She hurried to her car and drove off. Without thinking, she just drove. She pulled into a driveway of a house she had never been to. She got out almost robotically and walked inside. There was Greg and Joe. Greg held a spatula and Joe a small wooden cheese board.The smiled