Time for that blowjob

When you reach into your fly, Imogen gazes at your freed erection with apprehension rather than the eagerness she was displaying previously, but nevertheless she opens wide and engulfs your phallus without hesitation. The discomfort her battered cheeks cause her as she applies suction to increase your pleasure is obvious and her red rimmed eyes flick from her task to look you in the eye and gauge how well her performance is being received.

She need have nothing to fear, as the blowjob is as good as you could ever hope, her tongue expertly toying with your frenulum before she takes you deep into her throat until her nose is buried in your wiry pubic hair and rocks her head from side to side, humming gently so that her vibrating gullet massages your shaft whilst she cups your balls with one hand and uses the other to pull down her maid's outfit and expose her perfect pert globes to your lustful scrutiny. You dig your fingers into her silken hair and take charge, timing your thrusts down her throat to maximize your enjoyment. Imogen is clearly an expert cocksucker and you wonder idly how good she would be if she hadn't just been slapped silly.

It's not long before you speed up, slamming your dick repeatedly through her lips to the base and finally filling her belly with string after string of your slimy spunk. She continues to suck your softening member gently, running her tongue over it to collect every drop of cum and swallow it down like nectar, until you finally push her away and straighten your clothes.

"Thank-you for disciplining me, Professor. I've definitely learned my lesson." She manages to smile at you even through her tears and you think that she is honestly grateful to you for taking the trouble to punish her.