Takes her bareback

"You are mine to do with as I please," he murmurs, his voice resonating with possessiveness. "Back on the desk cunt."

Riley's breath catches in her throat as Headmaster Alexander's command hangs in the air. The word "cunt" slices through her like a knife, mingling with a potent cocktail of fear, arousal, and a growing sense of surrender. She knows that defying him now would only lead to more punishment, more humiliation.

With shaky legs, she obeys, maneuvering herself back onto the desk where moments ago she was being disciplined. The cool surface is a stark contrast to the fire burning within her, both from the physical pain and the raw desire that courses through her veins. She can feel her dampness cling to her thighs, a testament to the power he holds over her.

Headmaster Alexander circles around her slowly, his eyes devouring every inch of her exposed form. His fingers trace a path along her spine, leaving a trail of tingling flesh in their wake. Riley suppresses a moan as his touch sends electric currents coursing through her body.

"You're learning," he says.

His voice is low, filled with a mix of satisfaction and dominance. "You're learning what it means to submit, to let go of control. And now, I'm going to take what's mine."

Riley's breath hitches in her throat as she feels the weight of his words sink in. She knows what is coming next, and the anticipation coils tightly within her core. She can feel the heat radiating from between her thighs, her body primed and ready for him.

With a swift movement, Headmaster Alexander unzips his pants, the sound echoing in the room. The sight of his hard length emerging from its confines sends a jolt of desire straight through Riley's core. She watches him approach her, his eyes locked onto hers, a dangerous glimmer in their depths.

He positions himself at her entrance, teasingly grazing her folds with the tip of his arousal.

Riley's heart pounds in her chest, her body throbbing with a mixture of trepidation and longing. The air feels charged with anticipation as she waits for him to claim her, to consume her completely. She can feel the heat radiating from his body, his desire for dominance palpable.

"Please," she whispers, her voice trembling with need. "Put on a condom."

A small smile tugs at the corners of Headmaster Alexander's lips, his gaze filled with a sadistic delight. He knows he holds all the power in this moment, reveling in the control he has over Riley's **** state. The taste of dominance lingers on his tongue, intoxicating him further.

"No," he murmurs, his voice dripping with arrogance. "I want to feel every inch of you, raw and unguarded."

Riley's eyes widen at his refusal, a mix of fear and uncertainty clouding her senses. She wants to protest, to beg him once more for

protection, but the weight of his dominance keeps her silent. A knot of unease twists in her stomach as she contemplates the consequences of his decision.

In that moment, Headmaster Alexander leans in, his lips barely grazing her earlobe. The warmth of his breath washes over her, sending shivers down her spine.

"I want you to feel every part of this, Riley," he whispers, his voice laced with an intoxicating blend of desire and possessiveness. "I want you to remember the power I hold over you."