She refuses to stop

"Are you planning to fuck your way through all the hot young students in my school?" It is impossible to shake the memory of her question even as you sink again into Diana's eager body.

Your tighten your grip of Diana's fine dark hair pulling her back into each hard thrust. It is your hope to distract Diana from her line of inquiry, but you find that the sensation of her warm pussy clenching your throbbing cock is making it difficult to maintain control of your oncoming orgasm. Diana however, is not so easily to befuddled; if anything your efforts to distract her have the opposite effect.

"I bet you could have fucked Rose just like this, Dean Hawkfeather." Her slender back arches prettily as she refuses to let the matter drop. "Grabbed that lying bitch by her pretty blonde hair and made her squeal. Don't tell me you haven't thought about it you bastard." In truth, at the time, you hadn't really been thinking so much about fucking the elegant Miss Newton, but the picture Diana is painting is hard to shake. Once again you try to put off Miss Naylor's line of questioning, but she seems to sense your ambivalence and steps up her assault.

"What about Valerie Cummings, or those hot-bodied cheerleaders this morning?" Her breath is ragged and the words come out in gasps and grunts, but they hit you like body blows keeping you off balance as images of the many different girls bent over this table tumble over each other. "Isn't that the epitome of male fantasies? Uoohggh God! Having your choice of hundreds of young women to discipline with your - aaiighh - fucking cock?"

Diana is just on the edge of a massive orgasm, with you not far behind when something inside you snaps. You lift her off the table with one hand still in her hair and the other circling her torso and cupping her tit. Instead of finishing her off you temporarily halt your fucking with your erection fully embedded deep inside her as you growl into her ear.

"Is that what you're afraid of, Miss Naylor?" Her plump breast fills your hand perfectly, and you take a moment to measure it's weight and size. It's not as large as Monica's, but the shape is perfect and the way her nipple is puckered against the sheer fabric of her blouse is impossible to ignore. "That I'll use your school like an Ottoman harem?"

"I won't let you, Kyle!" Even as she promises to fight you, her body wiggles on your cock trying to reach the orgasm that is just out of reach.

"How could you stop me?" You ask forcing your hand into her shirt and pushing her bra up out of the way so your fingers could play with her puckered teats. "You've already decided that I'm a dangerous savage. An uncouth soldier trained to kill and plunder on command." Her involuntary shudder almost makes you lose control, but you fight the urge to cum long enough to finish your thought.

"What do you think the young warriors of my grandfather's people would do if a whole school of fair-skinned maidens fell under their control?"

"Oh God, they'd fuck them." One of her hands pulls weakly at your arm, but the other one is fingering her clit just above where your bodies are joined. "They'd have no pity on the daughters of the very men who drove them from their lands."

"Your people are no better than mine Diana," you tell her as you begin to move slowly within her once again. "When your Norman ancestors conquered the Saxons, what do you think happened to the pretty young wives and innocent daughters of the defeated Thegns and Ealdormen?"

She doesn't answer with words, but the strangled moan of excitement tells you that she has thought about this part of history before. However, even excited as Miss Naylor is by these historical snippets, she refuses to concede defeat.

"The Board of Regents will fire you!"

"I don't think so Diana." You tell her softly as you let go of her hair and use your free hand to cover her much smaller one, pressing her slender fingers even harder into her clit. "The Board is made up mostly of men." You explain, "I was informed that most of the students here could use a good fuck." You see her eyes close and mouth open slightly as her orgasm starts to build and the last thing the proud Headmistress hears before she cums are your closing words.

"And not just the students Diana," you grunt hoarsely, "I was told a good many of the teachers would be better if they too had a cock pushed up between their legs." With that Diana's nails dig deeply into your arm and her whole body stiffens in your arms as she cries out softly in one long orgasmic release. There is not way you could have held back even if you had wanted to, and as you cum the two of you collapse back onto the smooth wooden surface of your desk.