Sandra's Homework Solution

"Hot and cold, it's burning, it's freezing." She didn't tell him her entire crotch was on fire. She wondered why, she had only experienced a similar sensation while masturbating. She didn't hear him get up, then suddenly there was a swish in the air and the strap smacked across both of her cheeks. She was too shocked to cry out but when the second stung her flesh, she did loudly. She instinctually straightened up and moved her hands back to protect her flesh.

"Please young lady, move your hands back on the table." He spoke kindly, almost reverently and she tried to relax, while waiting for the next slash. Suddenly her vagina felt wet. Incredibly, she was having an orgasm while being lashed. The third swish came and she moaned loudly, in both pleasure and pain. He waited for her to relax and then brought down the fourth as hard as the first three.

"That's it for now dear. How do you feel?"

"That hurt sir; ooh ...that hurt. Could I pull my panties up now?"

"No young lady, we are not finished yet. Just hold you position while I let you reflect on homework for a moment. You do have a beautiful behind by the way."

"Thank you sir, one of the girls in the gym showers, told me once that my rear was a spanking waiting to happen." She had no idea why she said that to the dean, it just flew out of her mouth. Maybe the pain was short circuiting her brain cells. "This is so demeaning sir, are you finished spanking me? I promise to study now; really I do."

"Well my dear, that's all very well but four are just not sufficient Please stand up and back up a little so I can check out the damage. She stepped backwards and tripped in her panties. He grasped her by the hips to stop her fall. "Oopsi-a-daisy, you nearly ended up on my lap." She regained her balance and he began to grope and squeeze her buttocks. "Does that hurt?"

"Yes sir, some, but are you supposed to touch me like that, ...erotically I mean?" His fingers sent electric charges directly into her vagina

"I'm not supposed to spank you either, look me in the eyes, does my massage embarrass you?"

She turned her head and met the blue gaze. "Well ... yes."

"Good," he continued caressing her cheeks. "And how does it feel physically?'

"Well, kind of hot down there."

"You have cum on your inside thighs, so you mean aroused?"

"I ... I, well yes but you're the dean, not my ... my lover."

"I should say not, now bend over and spread your legs more." She obeyed again, like a robot being controlled by some external blue force. "How does this feel?"

"Strange sir ... well ... nice I guess." Why was he doing that? He wasn't a doctor but in some strange way, she enjoyed his ministrations. It was comforting while her buttocks hurt.

"When I squeeze the flesh like this does it feel normal."

"I think so, no one has ever done that to me before." This was definitely erotic; this was seduction added to corporal punishment.

"Good I will stroke your skin lightly now. Tell me where I'm touching you."

"Yes, yes my inside left thigh, down to the knee. Up, up back and forth on my mid thigh. Up, up, ooh no sir, you touched my vagina!"

"Humiliating isn't it? How did it feel?"

"It felt, I don't know what to say, nobody has ever touched me there before neither."

"Fine now let's check the right thigh. Tell me what I'm doing."

"He is getting me hot and bothered. That's what," she thought.

"Now spread your feet, a little more, good, bend down and grasp your angles and tell me what I'm doing again.

"You're holding my thigh with both hands. Squeezing it, kneading it, now you are stroking up and down. You touched my vagina; your finger is probing. Ooh ... you ... penetrated my..." She gasped breathlessly.

"How is the pain in your butt now?"

"It's ... I don't. It's not there anymore. What are you doing now? You're poking my vagina; it's your penis. Oooh It's inside me it's too big; it hurts sir!"

"That's all part of your home work rehabilitation therapy dear."

"But I could get pregnant. Please stop!" He was holding on to her hips and stroking her vagina rhythmically.

"You won't get pregnant my dear, because I will be coming in your mouth."

"In my mouth, never! I won't..." She'd seen that in porno flicks and had nearly puked. Suddenly a blue vision and the idea intrigued her.

"Be quiet now and listen when I give you the word you will turn around, drop to your knees, grasp my penis in your strong hand and jerk it quickly. Your other hand will palm my testicles, while your fingers scratch them gently. You will swallow the head and suck vigorously until I ejaculate. You will then continue to suck and swallow until I tell you differently. Is that clear?"

"I ...I don't, well ... yes sir. Oh it hurts inside!"

"Now, do as I said, ooh ... good. That's it, suck hard. Jerk faster. Good! Good, aaaah, ooooh. Swallow it girl, all of it. good girl. You did just fine. We will relax for a minute now. Keep sucking, ... slowly now; make sure you get every drop. That's it, I'm done you can get up now and sit on my knee. How do you feel now dear?

"Sore inside, I've never been penetrated before."

"Her let me finger you. Does that hurt?"

"Ah, just a little sir. Oooh that spot is sore."

"Well four more stripes and you won't feel that anymore."

"You mean sir, after you ... did it to me I'll still get more lashes?"

"It's all part of correcting your homework attitude. Now beg me to strap you."

She thought about it for a minute, why should she ask for it? Then her mouth opened, "please sir ... could I have four more straps on my buttocks?" She didn't know why she said that, except for this feeling of belonging to him. She was sitting on the lap of a man who had just lashed her rear end and then penetrated her but she didn't want to get up. Again, she heard herself speak, as there was a stranger roaming her brain. "Could I lie across your lap this time?"

"We could do that but a request like that adds up to an additional two stripes. Do you think it's worth it?"

"Yes sir, my bum and my pussy are both sore but I feel strangely warm and satisfied inside. How could that be sir?"

"I don't know my dear but it's just possible you're one of a rare breed who require occasional physical pain to function in everyday life, as well as during sexual intercourse."

"You mean I'm a masochist?" She got off her knees and prepared to lie across his lap.