Bend her over

You look down at the lovely girl's semen spattered face and feel your cock reawaken. "Now that I think of it Miss Duplessis, I'm not sure that you've been punished enough."

"But M'sieur," she protests softly, her eyes widening. "Surely you are satisfied by my contrition? That I have made amends for my wicked teasing?" she wraps a slender hand around your thickening cock and gives the tip a tentative lick, looking up at you.

"I think the Dean would be far more stern," you say, pulling her to her feet, and pushing her down on your desk.

"Oh Alors!" she squeaks. "You are going to paddle mon cul! But M'sieur, I sucked..." she protests prettily as you lift her skirt and throw it onto her back. She's wearing lacy scarlet panties with a satin bow on the back and as she bends you can see that they're crotchless, giving you a flash of her labia.

"Not quite, Miss Duplessis. There must me nothing between the skin and the paddle." She makes a little moue of dismay that is unbelievably erotic, her eyes flickering at you with undoubted invitation.

"But there is nothing to protect me, M'sieur," she says, widening her stance and leaving no doubt that her panties are crotchless. "I am open, exposed for punishment. But must I be paddled, M'sieur? Is there no other way a man like you might punish a schoolgirl for her wicked teasing?"

"The teasing you're still doing? Do you know how unwise it is to tease a man Miss Duplessis?"

"It does not matter what I know, M'sieur, non?" Gabrielle breathes softly. "You are punishing me for my wicked teasing, you can do what you like." She wriggles gently, her ripe ass taunting you as your cock stiffens in your pants, demanding to be set free to have its way with the nubile French girl.