Bad boys always need spankings

You make a large paddle appear on the teacher's desk and tweak Jessica's mindset just a little.

Jessica grabs the paddle. "Screw it. I'm not a real teacher and I'm not going to be here tomorrow anyway. Assume the position!"

You stand up, pull your hands down, and lean forward to brace yourself against the large desk. Out of the corner of your eye you see Jessica pull back.

Whack! The paddle hits your rear, but not with a lot of power. Whack! Another hit that makes a lot of noise but doesn't do much for you. Ms. Biel isn't giving this her all.

A wicked smile comes to your lips as you remember the one thing celebrities hate. You fill Jessica's head with images of paparazzi following her everywhere and snapping pictures.

WHACK! A wave of delicious pain sweeps through you as Jessica hits your ass harder than you thought she was capable of. You've been such a bad boy and Ms. Biel knows what you deserve.

"You know who you remind me of?" asks Jessica. "You're like..." WHACK! "...like those little camera freaks who think they can do whatever they want." WHACK! "I mean, none of you are important to anyone, but you think you can do whatever you want and waste the time of people who actually have shit to do!"

WHACK!!!

You glance backward. Her naked, toned body glistens with a sheen of sweat. Her luscious C-cup breasts rise and fall with her heavy breaths.

"Eyes front, mister!"

You turn look forward again. You brace yourself against her desk again as WHACK!!! the hardest hit yet stings your hide.

Suddenly you feel a barrage of super hard hits in rapid succession. Each one shows that Ms. Biel knows just how much you need punishing. Then they stop.

"So," says Jessica, "Do you have anything to say for yourself?"