Till Spanks do us Part

"Grace, Ms! Grace is my Key Holder!"

Luke began to melt on to front desk as Ms. Peach released him from her grip. "Good Boy."

Ms. Peach made her clicking way back to Grace who had started to quietly sob into her hands.

"Oh Grace!" Ms. Peach spread her arms out in a dramatic display. "Is this why you were so eager to chase after Luke here when he need to go relieve himself!"

"Yes Ms!"

"Oh! And you even chased him into the Boys Bathroom so you could lock him up."

"Yes Ms!"

To Luke's amazement Ms. Peach embraced his now, new crying girlfriend in almost a loving manner. Wrapping both her arms around the bigger girl, she handled Grace in almost a Motherly Fashion. Grace in return buried her face into her superior's shoulders.

"Shhhhh. Shhhhh. There there girl."

"Now." Ms. Peach whispered into Grace's ear. "You like him don't you?"

"Oh yes Ms!" Grace sobbed aloud.

"I know you do, I see how much you stare at him. It must have taken alot of courage to do go after him yes?"

"Oh yes Ms!"

"And I know your not one of these non-sences girls trying at this foolish 'Great Game' are you?"

"Good Girl." Ms. Peach pecked Grace on the cheek before running a hand across the girl's face and guiding her to eye contact. "Now you know that with that Key comes double the responsibility yes?"

"Yes Ms..." Grace let out a light sob while looking at her teacher.

"And double the responsibility comes double the punishment do you understand?"

"Ye.... Yes Ms."

Ms. Peach learned in and landed another peck on the girls cheek. "Good Girl."

"Now!" Ms. Peach let out aloud back to her showmenship. "We haven't much time left!"

Comedically Ms. Peach grabbed onto Grace's ear and lead the much larger girl to the front of the class and throw her over top Luke. Luke grunted as the full weight of his girlfriend came crashing down on him.

"Oh I'm sorry so hun!" Grace clumbsely said as she tried to bring herself up.

Impressively, once back on her feet and proped up on her elbows Grace could manage about a inch or 2 gap between her and Luke. The only exception being her massive cleavage which smoothed her boyfriend's face down into the desk.

Something Grace hoped Luke didn't mind too much!

Luke growned in the desk as he heard Ms. Peach clicking here heels, pacing back and forth a predictor behind them.

"Now Grace." Ms. Peach hooked a finger under the girl's skirt. "Skirts Up!"

A hail of whistles and harassing calls went out across the class.

"Oh my Grace. Undergarments like these..... are so unbecoming of the class representative." Ms. Peach admired the lushes behind presented before her. Lustfully she drew her pink clawed hands across Grace's fully exposed cheeks. This was the first time Ms. Peach ever got to work with Grace like this, and after witnessing this ample bottom before her. Devouring a lacy G-String which only showed any form of existence from where it escaped its capturer. Like a tramp stamp and precious white chastity protecting shield all in one.

Ms. Peach..... This was a once in a life time opportunity.

Luke felt Grace shudder on-top of him, and Ms. Peach's claws invaded between the girls thick cheeks.

Slap! "No Clenching!" Ms. Peach ordered, and as Grace felt something start to grow deep inside of her she relaxed herself for her teacher.

"Oh my Grace." Ms. Peach cued in a almost loving tone. She had one arm wrapped over the girls waist, the other spreading Grace's ass for the whole class to see! The arousal could be felt in the room. The thin line of fabric Grace wore did nothing to protect her cute pink puckering asshole.

Ms. Peach blow down on it, watching Grace's hips wiggle from the sensation on perhaps her most sensitive spot. She was well groomed Ms. Peach noticed, not a hair or imperfections in sight.

Luke felt himself hardening and hated himself for it. Yet he couldn't help himself, for some reason Grace had started to softly moan and sway her hips alittle. If that wasn't enough too! It almost felt as if she had started pushing her breasts down on-top of him.

Then there was the fact that this was on full display for the class too!

Ms. Peach continued to circle her finger over the thin fabric which separated it from Grace's most private parts. She chuckled as the girls hips started to almost match the motions she was making, and as she looked down. Well it brought her great joy to see Luke's member so vigorously strain against his cage.

"Oh Grace, this cute little seductive fabric, it's so uncharacteristic of you. Did you wear it to impress him?"

"Oh Yes Ms." Grace moaned aloud as Ms. Peach pushed down alittle harder rewarding honesty.

"Your Ass is basically on full display for the World to see!" Ms. Peach emphasized her words with a quick sharp slap. Grace could do nothing more then produce a moan in response.

"I think I'll be leaving these on Grace! They leave me more then enough to work with!" Ms. Peach left a peck on Grace's bottom, who in turn could only make bestial noises in response.

"And as for you!" Ms. Peach tightly grasped onto Luke's caged member and began roughly jerking it. "Well it only makes scenes for a dog to get hard when there Master is aroused."

Luke squirmed and jumped beneath Grace from Ms. Peach's harsh handling. Grace's legs almost locked him in place, and she seemed to be pressing her boobs down on him more. What was happening back there!

Ms. Peach smiled to herself seeing that the two were ready. Releasing Luke she lifted her hand high into the air.

SLAP!

Grace cued as Ms. Peach's hand met one of the girls full cheeks, sending it into a wobble.

The show had finally begun in ernest, as Ms. Peach fell right into a steady rhythm. Her hand clapped down again and again in the timing of a meaty metronome. In return Grace's bottom just kept giving, cheeks jumping each time Ms. Peach's cupped hand slapped and scooped up.

The sturing which had started inside of Grace had turned into a warm feeling, ever increasing with the vibrations of her jiggling ass. As Ms. Peach's cold wrath fell against her Grace could only feel her thick legs shudder making her hips wiggle, and as she wiggled, she wiggled against Luke beneath her. Only making her want more!

It was all adding up to fast, all these mixed feelings, all to new...

Luke had lost semblance of what was going on! Grace had stopped pushing her breasts against him, and was now just out right humping his head with them! All he could hear was his new girlfriend's cute submissive moans accompanied by the steadfast **** of her rear end. He could feel her legs wobbling against him, and the wish of air that came with every spank Ms. Peach gave. Like shelter barring the burden of a harsh storm in protection of him.

It was all adding to his youth, his horny internal vision of what was going on. The painful strain he felt against his cock was explosive!

As if it would burst out of the cage it was trapped in at any moment!

And Without?

One could only imagine the size of the tail that would be swinging between Luke's legs right now.

Ms. Peach was fully engrossed in her handy work. Making this girl sing before her, beating these untouched wild mounds of flash into submission with ease, and how Ms. Peach could perfectly manipulate her movements with the slightest adjustment. High strikes to make her buck down, Low strikes to keep her high in the air. Grace felt like a finally tuned instrument in her hands, and Ms. Peach was just the Master to play her!

Ms. Peach was only starting however, she only saw one pair pink of cheeks before her, and though they glowed beautifully, there was another instrument that needed to be warmed up as well.

Then without missing a beat, Ms. Peach raised her hand high and slammed down on the swollen balls which pecked out at her, in a perfect transition. Luke let out a muffled cry from beneath Grace, the sudden shock of pain made his legs kick and he bounced erratically between her legs.

Ms. Peach then let out another 3 quick strikes to Luke's privates in rapid succession. He flailed and struggled his shrieking crys growing ever louder. She was going to remind Luke that he had not been forgotten. That he could not hide in silence.

Unlike Grace who was puddy to be molded and worked with in her hands. He was just a wild beast who would be beaten down into submission.

Ms. Peach's hands worked fast hammering down on Luke's ass with wrath and power. His reactions were already pathetic!

No Dignity!

No Self-Control!

No Self-Correction!

Just wailing and desperation.

The fury began to boil in Ms. Peach her arm grew faster, and her hand grew heavier. No matter how much she tried to teach men, no matter how much discipline she put on them, not matter how much she tried to build them up, they always fell short. Luke was no exception, this was not his first time over her desk and wouldn't be his last. Yet not once had he changed, his reactions nothing more then any typical male.

Luke tried to jump and scream to no avail. His screams were crushed under Grace's breasts as she kept pushing him down on to the desk with only slim moments of relief allowing him breath, and Ms. Peach had lit a blaze to his ass all of his squirming and attempts to evade again prevented by Grace's body. Luke's protective cave had become a trap, there was no where for him to run. His balls no longer aced from his girls friends lust, no now it was just pain.

The class was silent and fidgety, the tension high as all attempted to control themselves. Girl who would normally throw heckles were awe struck, hands clasped on there desks and there thighs closed shut, closely rubbing together. Whatever it took to hold on, and prevent any actions that would loose them dignity amoungst there peers. Boys fought the same battle, leaning forward and leering, trying to imprint the image into there brains for later. Only a small few squirmed in unnatural discomfort, and all male.

The sight before them was mesmerizing, there Great Class Rep bent over infront of them with her thick gorgeous ass glowing pink grinding her crouch down on her new apparent boy toy, all while he bounced around between her legs while there strict teacher painted his ass red. Every spank causing his caged member to shrink and for him to jump up against his girlfriends sex. Every time he did, she took it as a invitation to grind down more.

This was a taste of there new world.

Grace had lost herself, what was going on? Ugh! This feeling was to great! Her hips were just trusting on there own. Oh God! Everytime Luke bucked against her made Grace want to grind down more!

When Ms. Peach finally stepped back Luke's cheeks were a flaming red, his penis full retreated back into his cage. Grace was lost in ecstasy a visible wet patch had appeared over the small white shield that protected her sex.

Yes, they are ready. Ms. Peach though as she licked her lips, all was left now was to finish what she'd started.

Gingerly Ms. Peach took her time going back behind her desk to retrieve a tool so only ever had few changes to use. Upon returning and allowing to full length of her new weapon to unravel Ms. Peach alot most felt the collective level of lust which the class had reach that of which Grace was displaying.

With a flick of the wrist and swing of the arm Ms. Peach gently let the leather of the large and wide strap lay against Grace's full cheeks. Then she slowly began pulling the soft leather across Grace's skin, letting the strap lick her. Grace could do nothing more then moan arching her back deeply and raising her ass against the cool leather.

Ms. Peach did this a few times watching the soft leather kiss Grace. It was perfect, the girls rear end and the strap were the exact same sizes. They were made for each other.

CLAP!

Grace's full body jolted forward. Gasping for air, it was like someone had shot a bolt of electricity through her. The stinging coming from her ass felt too good! Moaning as the leather lifted from her skin Grace braced herself on her elbows, then brought her ass back up into the air. She was almost there! Right now Grace wanted nothing more then for this new mix of pain and pleasure to bring her over the edge.

CLAP!

Ms. Peach brought the strap up again and again in a slow controlled pace. The whistle of the leathers holes leaving there mark. Again the girl before was such a treat to work on, quietly moaning against the of the strap, the strap graciously wrapping around her cheeks. Ms. Peach could see the condition of the girl and wanted to bring this performance to it's climax.

CLAP!

Ms. Peach began implementing a variety of strikes. Quickly whipping the strap so it'd only kiss one of Grace's cheeks, changing to verticals strikes as to allow the edges of the strap to eat into the **** flesh of her untouched inner cheeks, striking the strap against the girls closet thigh and letting the trip curve in hitting Luke's privates with a cruel bite. The boy would go crazy every time, returning to his unseemly bouncing fits while wailing uncontrollably.

CLAP!

Ms. Peach finally stood infront of her victims, blocking the classes view. Raising the strap she brought it down for one last perfectly aimed vertical strike. The strap curled and twisted in the air, the tip of the strap laying a nice loud solid lick directly against Grace's Pussy.

Ms. Peach watched in deep satisfaction Grace raised to her tippy toes in a breathless moan. Her legs straining, her cheeks tightly clenching as the ultimate wave of pleasure and pain washed over Grace.

Unit.

Finally.

Grace collapsed heavily on-top of Luke no longer able to support her own weight