"Spank me, just don't report me"

“Ok, ok!” he blurt out, “just don’t report me, please. You punish me, whatever you want.”

“Very well,” Ms. Furr says, pulling her chair out from behind her desk. “Come bend over my lap right now, and we’ll get this over with.”

He look back at Maria, standing off to one side, smirking. “Um, Ms. Furr... does she have to be here for this?” He nods in Maria’s direction.

“John, she is the one who discovered the images on your computer. She is the one who reported it. That must have been extremely traumatic for her. The least I can do for her is allow her to observe your punishment.” Her tone is sarcastic, and she’s got a big smile on her face. Maria too is grinning, trying not to laugh. He thinks about arguing, but recognizes the losing battle that it is.

As he starts to lean over Ms. Furr’s knees, she places a hand on his shoulder and stops him. “Excuse me, Mr. Doe, what do you think you are doing?”

“I’m bending over your lap, like you said.”

“What the hell is this?” she says, angrily, tucking a finger in the waistband of his pants.

“What do you mean?”

“You don’t really expect me to spank you through your pants, do you? What kind of punishment would that be? Take them off.”

He state at Ms. Furr, wide-eyed in shock. “But- I’m not going to...”

“REMOVE YOUR PANTS NOW!” she bellows, shutting him up instantly. “If I have to tell you again, I’m going to take you by the ear and march you right down to the principal’s office!”

He stares at her for a moment, frozen in fear and embarrassment. Then he closes his eyes, take a deep breath, and begin undoing his pants. He pulls them to the ground, and step out. He look at Ms. Furr, hoping that she’ll at least let he keep his boxers on, but knowing in his heart that she won’t.

“And those,” she says, looking at his crotch. He look at Maria, who is staring at he- is she breathing heavily? - And then back at Ms. Furr. He hooks his thumbs in the waist of his boxers, and then pulls them to the floor, tossing them aside. As he stands up, he crosses his hands in front of his crotch.

“Hands at his sides,” Ms. Furr orders. “Mmm... MmHm...” she mutters, looking him up and down. “Turn around now, nice and slow.” She watches him as he spin around in place. His cock is shriveled from fear, and he is certain that his face is bright red in embarrassment. When he are facing front again, she says, “Ok, now let’s have you over my lap.”

He bends over Ms. Furr’s lap, with his ass next to her legs. He feels his cock press against the side of her thigh. She wiggles around underneath him, getting herself comfortable. “Now hold still,” she tells him.

He takes a deep breath, bracing himself for the spanking to come. After a few moments, it finally does- the smack echoes throughout the classroom and the sharp pain spread from his ass. She spanks him again, and then falls into a quick rhythm, landing 15 to 20 blows before she gives her hand a rest. He exhales, allowing his body to relax. It definitely hurt, and his ass is quite sore, but it wasn’t as bad as he anticipated.

As he lay across her lap, trying to catch his breath, he feels Ms. Furr’s hand start to rub his ass. Despite the soreness, it feels quite pleasurable. Smack! She spanks him again, and then goes back to rubbing. Another spank and more rubbing. She starts squeezing his ass cheeks, massaging them, pulling them apart. She spanks him again. This time, as she’s rubbing his ass, he feels a finger slip between his ass cheeks, rubbing up and down his crack. Another spank, and now the finger focus its attention directly over his asshole. The fingernail teases his sensitive skin, and to his great embarrassment, he feels his cock growing hard! Another spank, and now she presses the tip of her finger inside his anus, wiggling it around. The attention makes he squirm, and as he squirm his cock, which is pressed up against his belly, rubs against Ms. Furr’s leg. This, of course, makes him even harder. If Ms. Furr notices, she doesn’t say a word.

She spanks he a few more times, and then as she’s rubbing his ass, her hand drops down and cups his balls. As she squeezes and fondles his scrotum, it’s all he can do not to cum right then and there.

“Maria, come over here,” Ms. Furr directs, nodding toward his ass. “Good. Maria- would it make you feel any better if I allowed you to punish John as well?”

“I think it would, ma’am.”

“John, seeing how you were inappropriate not only towards me, but to Maria as well, she is going to be allowed to punish you too.”

It’s hard to imagine ever feeling more humiliated than he did right now. As Maria starts her spanking, he notices that it feels different. Smaller hands, softer- though the sting seems to hurt more- or is that just because his ass is already sore.

After a few minutes of Maria’s spanking, she stops, and now he feel two pairs of hands caressing his rear. He forces himself not to squirm- he is not sure how much more he can take without blowing his load. He are breathing heavily, eyes closed, trying to think of the most un-erotic thing he can think of- anything to keep his self under control. All that goes out the window when he feels Maria’s soft hands caress his balls. He struggle, getting ever closer to the edge, trying to pull himself back. The final straw is when he feels Ms. Furr’s finger **** its way deep into his ass.

“Oh, God!” he gasp, his ass clenching down on the finger, his balls tightening. He can’t hold it anymore. He see stars, his entire body convulses as he empty his load all over Ms. Furr’s lap.

“Mr. Doe! What the hell are you doing! Get your ass up, right now.” He struggle to move. “I said stand up, now!” He pulls himself off of her lap, and stand at attention facing the two women. His softening cock glistens in his juices, his cum dripping down. His belly is covered in cum, too. Looking down at Ms. Furr’s lap, he can see that he made quite a gooey mess.

“That’s it- you just won’t learn, will you,” Ms. Furr screams. “I want you to...”