Rose responds to punishment

Rose is waiting in your office, sitting on your couch and looking contrite, her hands clasped between her knees.

"Stand up Miss Newton," Diana says sharply. The pretty blonde gets to her feet and stands waiting. "You are guilty of three counts of contraband in your room, one for the **** and one each for the other two ****. Further, you are proposing to take the discipline that would normally have been given to your roommate Miss Vallon. Do you understand?"

"But....the **** should only be one count. Not two!" Rose looks dismayed as she protests, but Diana ignores her, turning to you.

"How many strokes of the paddle does Miss Newton have coming for these offenses Dean Hawkfeather?"

"Sixteen, Headmistress."

"Sixteen! I can't....Please not so many!" the blonde pleads, but Diana's face is stern and resolute.

"Pull down your leggings and panties and bend over the desk Miss Newton. Sixteen strokes, Dean Hawkfeather." She folds her arms across her chest and stares at the student, whose chin is wobbling as she tries to summon an argument.

Rose takes a deep breath to stead herself then hooks her thumbs under the waistband of her leggings, rolling then down her silken thighs. She makes something of a show of it, her eyes flickering at you as she obeys. To your surprise she doesn't just pull them down but strips them off entirely, tossing them to the couch before rolling her thong down and holding it in one hand. She gives you a lingering look before turning and bending over your desk, placing her hands flat and parting her legs slightly. She looks back at you, biting her lip for a moment, her eyes shining.

"I'm ready for you Dean Hawkfeather," she says with a husky voice. Diana glances at you, her face tight with irritation and nods as you pick up the paddle. Stepping towards Rose you see her body tense and hear her take a sharp breath as you raise the paddle.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh!" she gasps as the blow falls on her exposed cheeks, leaving a crimson mark on her pale flesh. Her hands grab the edge of your desk and she raises her rump as she looks back at you with glittering eyes.

"Unnnnnnnnhhhhhh!" she groans, arching her back as the paddle falls for the second time. Her breathing has deepened, her nostrils flaring, as she clamps her lips together. She squirms slightly, her eyes glaring.

"Unnnnnnhhhhhh!" her voice is guttural and wet as she moans at the third blow, her ass squirming as she tries to wriggle the sting out of her flesh. She's panting, her lips shining with saliva. She suddenly shoves the panties she has clutched in one fist into her own mouth gagging herself as you smack her again with the paddle.

"Mmmmmmmmmghhhh!" she whines through the gag, clutching at the desk and squirming. You glance at Diana, who simply nods at you to continue.

"Mmmmmmmgggggghhhhh!" Rose whimpers, her body arching with the blow as she parts her thighs a little wider. You scent the aroma of her nectar, which is flowing freely, glazing her upper thighs. She's panting, her nostrils flaring, her body quivering as her eyes glitter with excitement.

"Mmmmmmmmgggghhhhh!" she starts to rock against your desk, raising her spanked rump higher for you, grunting into the gag of her panties.

"Mmmmmmggghhh!" she grunts deeply, her back arching as she grinds against your desk, her breath rasping through her nostrils as her eyes glaze with orgasmic need.

"Mmmmmmmgggghhhhh!" she groans into the gag, her body quivering as she raises herself onto her toes, her back arching as she slaps at the desk as she shudders and trembles.

You glance at Diana, and see her face flushed, her breathing deepening, her crossed arms pressing on her breasts as she watches Rose panting on the desk. You raise your eyes, silently asking if you should continue to paddle the girl who is clearly orgasmic, and get a sharp nod from Diana as she bites her lip.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" Rose squeals into the gag, grinding herself against the desk, her body quivering. She's glaring madly at you, her eyes wanton and needy, and when you land another blow she rips the panties out of her mouth and gasps desperately.

"Ohhh God! No More! No More Paddling! Fuck Me Instead! Punish Me With Your Cock! Oh Fuck Just Ram It In Me! I'm So Ready!," she howls, plunging one hand between her thighs and into her sodden cunt, fingerfucking herself as you stand watching in shock. You glance at Diana and seen her eyes glittering, fixed on the writhing student, her breathing heavy, her crossed arms pressing against her breasts.

"That will be all, Miss Newton," you say firmly, putting the paddle aside.

"Nooooo! I want your cock! Oh God I'm....I'm....Oh Fuck....I'm There!" she squeals as she bucks against her hand filling the room with the aroma of her fevered cunt as she shudders in orgasm. She subsides, panting and gasping on your desk, her fingers still playing over her swollen and glistening labia.

"You're done Miss Newton," you say, firmly taking her arm and helping her to stand. When she tries to cuddle into your arms you hold her firmly by the shoulders and keep her at a distance.

"Oh my," she gasps. "Oh my!" She rubs her reddened ass, looking at you with smouldering eyes as her breast heaves with effort.

"Put your clothes on," you order, glancing at Diana who still seems to be struggling to regain her own composure. "The last six strokes are held in abeyance for the time being."

"Yes Dean Hawkfeather," she murmurs as she reaches for her leggings. "I know I'll have to take every one of them." She looks at the soaked panties she still holds in her hand, then looks at you with smouldering eyes. "Keep these for your collection Dean Hawkfeather," she murmurs, dropping them on your desk before wriggling into her leggings, wincing as she pulls them over her reddened bottom he eyes never leaving yours.

"You may go now Miss Newton," Diana says with a little catch in her voice. "You will be informed when and if more punishment is required."

The blonde student nods and murmurs thanks before stepping to the door, one hand rubbing her tender ass. She looks back at you one last time with eyes full of smoking invitation before shutting the door behind her.