She can think of a better punishment

You smile slyly at Jessica, wishing that she was more creative - and more devious - than a simple paddling.

Jessica walks up to you. Her incredible bare breasts just a paper-thickness away from your chest. She smiles at you seductively.

She says, "Lick my feet."

You bow down in front of her and start licking You lick all over the tops of her feet as she keeps talking.

"I should be at a yoga right now." She doesn't sound angry, just annoyed and bored. "Do you really think what you have to say is worth my time?"

You pause from licking her ankles just long enough to mutter, "No."

"No what?"

"No ma'am!"

"Damn right!" Jessica leans back on her large desk, not noticing that you've worked your way to the bottom of her calves. You think about all the shitty movies you've bought just so you could jack off to these legs in your room.

"You know," continues Jessica, "you teenagers, you think you know everything. But you've never done anything. I'm so much smarter and I didn't even go to high school. That's why I wanted you to lick my feet, so that you can learn your place."

You kiss and lick her knees. You place your hands on her slim, tone thighs.

Jessica looks down at you. She notices that you aren't licking her feet anymore.