The Queen Bitch Of Sunnydale

25.

“Hello girls.” Mr. Snyder smiled as he walked into the classroom for the start of a ‘Fun Fucking Faith’ webshow.

“Hello sir,” the sexy girls of Mrs. Summers’ harem chorused back at the middle-aged teacher, all the girls sat primly behind their desks. The girls were all wearing the same wet dream of an uniform consisting of black pumps, knee high white stockings, pleated red and black checked pleated skirts that barely covered their heavenly asses, white cropped tops that tied at the front and left plenty of tit in all its glorious variety bare to ogle, and collars with ties that matched their skirts and hung down to their mid-cleavages. The outfits were finished off by quite delightful pink ribboned pigtails fastened in their hair.

When Mrs. Summers put together a show, she really put together a show.

Mr. Snyder took a moment to take in all the nubile flesh before him before looking towards Mrs. Summers’ ‘star’. “Faith,” the teacher spoke in his gruffest voice. “Could you come to the front of the class,” the educator tapped the desk in front of him, “and tell your classmates what I caught you doing?”

“Yes sir.” The sultry Slayer rose and hurried to the front of the class, conscious of the cameras recording her every movement. After a respectful nod at the teacher she turned to face the giggling girls, her gaze cast down to her gleaming black shoes. “Principal Snyder caught me fingering myself outside his office.”

“Goddess!” Tara let out a feigned gasp. “Why would you do such a thing?”

“Isn’t it obvious,” Harmony giggled. “Faith is such a slut!”

“Oh yeah!” Buffy added her own insult. “You should hear what the school football team say about her.”

“Not just the football team,” Cordelia sniffed, malice in her dark eyes. “The swim team, the basketball team, and even the chess club! She’ll open her legs for anyone!”

“Girls!” Snyder clapped his hands together. “A little decorum in my classroom if you please.” The other girls quietened immediately. “Thank you.” Snyder nodded brusquely before looking towards Faith. “Why did you do this Faith?”

“Because you get me so wet, sir.” Faith looked towards the educator.

“Huh.” Faith purred when the tutor ran his finger up and down his face, tongue lolling out to lick the digit. “Such behaviour is not acceptable in MY school, you’ll have to be punished.” Faith took the teacher’s finger in her mouth and suckled happily on it as he looked towards the blackboard. “I want you to go to the blackboard and write exactly what you’d like to do to me. Then read it out to the class so they know what a cheap skank you are because lord knows nobody will be able to read the scrawl you call your handwriting, and take off an item of your clothing.”

“Yes sir, thank you sir.” Faith took the proffered chalk and walked up to the front of the class and wrote on the blackboard, reading as she did so. “I want Sir to play with my fat, round titties.”

“Now remove your tie collar,” Snyder instructed as he sat on the seat behind the desk and turned it towards the blackboard so to best watch the skin-show.

“Yes sir,” Faith loosened her tie and collar, and pulled it over her head, neatly laying it on the desk.

“Continue.”

Faith took the chalk and continued writing, reciting her writings aloud as she did so. “I want to suck Sir’s hard cock.”

“Now take off your top,” Snyder ordered, the other girls’ laughs and giggles at the sexy brunette’s humiliation background sound.

“Yes sir.” Faith’s fat, round tits bounced proudly out as she tugged the knot on the front of her halter top, her aroused hard nipples bursting out. The other girls giggled and laughed as she turned to face them, placed the top on the desk, and turned back to the board to continue writing. “I want Sir’s stiffness in my hot warm pussy.”

“Look at those jugs, I wouldn’t mind playing with them myself!” Harmony laughed.

“Silence young lady,” Snyder reproved. “There’s only one slut in here and she’s at the blackboard. Take off your shoes.”

“Yes sir.” Faith’s tits dangled freely as she bent over and took her shoes off, her too short skirt rising up so the entirety of her divine ass and sleekly-muscled legs were clearly visible for the recording camera. Then the beauty straightened and continued her writing. “I want sir to spank my fat pert ass.”

“I’m sure it could be arranged for a naughty girl like that!” Cordelia tittered.

“Now lose the stockings,” Snyder demanded.

“Yes sir.” Faith took her stockings off one at a time, slowly, languidly raising her long, sleek legs and pulling the stockings first down and then off, lying them neatly on the desk. Turning back to the blackboard, she restarted writing her debased wish list. “I want Sir to stick his hard length up my ass.”

“The skirt, girl.”

“Yes sir,” Faith undid the button on the side of her skirt and pulled it away, revealing the sequined g-string separating her glorious globes then laid the skirt neatly on the desk on top of the rest of her clothes before turning back to the board and continuing. “I want Sir’s hands all over my naked body as he fucks me again and again.” Faith pulled her g-string and laid it on top of the rest of her clothes, now completely naked, the excited moisture trickling between her thighs testament to just how excited her debasement got her.

“Most of all.” The nude teen turned back to the blackboard and continued writing as
Snyder rose and stepped behind her. “I want Sir to use me like his cheap dirty slut.”

“All these dirty things, you’re a very naughty girl.” Snyder looked towards the class. “Do you think her humiliation’s punished her enough girls?”

“No sir,” Cordelia shook her head, the queen of Sunnydale High grinning, “she’s a terrible example to us all.”

“You can’t let her off too easy sir, otherwise we wouldn’t be dissuaded from following in her slutty steps,” added Buffy.

“Sir, you should use Faith as a cautionary example of what happens to whores,” Willow commented.

“She needs to be punished more!” Harmony squealed, blue eyes alight with excitement.

“Your classmates have spoken Faith,” Snyder smiled. “Clearly your behaviour has so disgusted them your ordeal has to go on for a little longer.” The principal’s smile disappeared as he grabbed Faith’s pig-tailed hair and forced the naked nubile to her knees beside him. “Crawl to everyone of your classmates and kiss their feet as an apology for disgracing this class.”

“Yes sir.” Faith’s naked ass and jugs wobbled as the Slayer somehow managed a graceful slink across the dirty wooden floor and started kissing the shoes of her fellow harem members, the cameras silently recording her degradation at the feet of her fellow teens.

“That’s right,” Cordelia stuck out a delicate shoe as Faith reached her, “kiss it good you little bitch.” The cheerleader groaned as Faith’s full lips tasted black boot polish. “Yeah, that’s good.”

“Oh yes,” Buffy’s back arched, her tits thrust out as her envied enemy reached and began kissing her feet, tongue licking every inch. “That’s it, oh god that feels so good!”

Willow reached down and grabbed the sexy brunette’s full mane and pushed her down. “My shoes need a cleaning anyway,” the red head cackled. “That’s right,” she continued, “lick them with your long tongue you dirty tramp!”

Once she’d finished kissing and licking every member of the class’ shoes, Faith crawled back to the feet of the tutor, her naked, firm ass in the air, wiggled it for the amusement of the watching girls and the recording cameras, and began slavishly kissing his shoes, covering them with what remained of her lipstick. Snyder smirked down at the beauty. “Up on your feet, arms by your side, and turn and face your classmates.”

“Yes sir.”

“Now girls.” The moment Faith stood Snyder began striding around the submissive nude. “Do you think our dirty little tramp had been punished enough?”

“No,” Amy was first to comment. “Look at her wet cunt, she’s getting off on it!”

“She needs punishing more!” Anya agreed, the blonde nodding her head.

“Remember sir, you’re trying to teach us what a bad example she is!” Aura commented with a grin.

“Very well.” Snyder reached into his drawer and pulled out a pair of bulldog clips before returning to the meekly waiting Slayer. The teacher just stared at her, leering at her impossibly pert boobs. Faith shuddered when the teacher reached up and ran his fingers across her nipples, electricity jumping from tit to to. Snyder smirked as Faith’s rounded bosom rose and fell, sweat rolling down her perfect breasts. “Most delightful.” The teacher ran his fingers up and down Faith’s breasts, the sexy Slayer panting as he reached under and cupped them, lifting them up and down as he squeezed them, his thumbs pressing at the groaning stunner’s cherry-red nubbins. Faith’s pants increased when the teacher squeezed, strong fingers digging in until her lush flesh escaped between his digits.

“Uhhhhhhhh.” Faith threw her head back, dark eyes closed but ruby lips wide open as she writhed and wriggled, body shaking with pleasure. The teacher grabbed and tugged on the dark-eyed slut’s nipples, pleasure shivering through her as Snyder continued tormenting her. “Ooooh.” She moaned as the principal released her now cone-shaped titties. “Ahhhhh!” Faith wailed as the educator laughingly slipped a pair of bulldog clips over her tingling nipples, blood pumping into her already stiff nubbins, pulsing and throbbing under the increased arousal. “Ahhhh!” Faith’s legs shook and her back arched, thrusting her chest forward for the tormenting teacher.

Suddenly Snyder pulled away, stepped behind her, placed a hand between her shoulders, and pushed her over the desk, her firm boobs pressed against the worn wooden desk and her bare ass and moistening cunny jutting in the air, clearly available for camera’s close-up. The tutor kicked the Slayer’s sublimely muscled legs apart, clearly revelling in his domination of the east coast hottie. “Touch yourself like the dirty little whore you are.”

“Yes sir.” One hand gripped onto the desk beneath her as Faith reached between her legs and ran her fingers up and down her hornily wet labia. “Ahhh.” Her full lips parted in a moan as her lips jumped and quivered at her slightest touch.

“Keep doing that,” Snyder instructed.

“Yes sir.” The beautiful brunette’s heavenly hips bucked as her cunt trembled under the touch.

“Girls I want you to make a queue behind the slut’s rear,” Snyder reached into the desk drawer and pulled out a wooden ruler. “You’ll each get three swipes at her ass. Before which the tramp will ask to be punished and after which she will thank you for your attention.“ Snyder grabbed Faith’s pigtails and lifted her head up off the desk. “Won’t you?”

“Yes sir,” Faith moaned as her pussy throbbed and squeezed around the finger she was thrusting in and out of it. “Ohhhhh, goddddd.”

Aura stepped up behind Faith, taking the ruler from Snyder. Faith glanced behind her to the dark-skinned girl. “Please discipline me Mistress.”

Aura grinned at her. “Glad to.”

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! “Ooooh!” Faith squealed, excitement, pain, and pleasure pulsing through her as the Cordette drove the ruler down hard, the Slayer’s delectable globes jumping under the blow’s impact even as her finger pushed in and out of her sopping hole. “Thank you Mistress.”

Aphrodesia took the ruler off Aura and smirked down at the subjugated stunner. “I’m waiting,” she purred as she ran a languid hand down the Slayer’s lithely-muscled back.

“Please punish me Mistress,” Faith panted, enthused sweat dripping into her eyes.

SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! “Ohhhh!” Faith moaned and writhed as her ass cheeks jumped under the cheerleader’s barrage. “Thank you Mistress!” She panted and groaned as her finger drove in and out of her cunt, thumb pressing down on her wobbling clit at the apex of every thrust.

“Please discipline me Mistress,” Faith moaned before she was asked as Joy stepped up behind her, the oriental’s almond-shaped eyes gleaming with excitement.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! “Ahhhhh!” Faith squealed as the ruler cut deep into her rounded globes, a second digit joining the first as her pleasure and pain grew, nubile frame shaking sexily. “Thank you Mistress!”

Harmony giggled as she took the ruler from Joy and started taking a few practice swipes just above the Slayer’s high, welting behind. “I’m waiting!” the dim blonde trilled.

The submissively on display brunette beamed up at the second in command Cordette. “Please punish me Mistress!”

SNAP! One to the left buttock. SNAP! One to the right, welts seeming to spring up on impact. SNAP! “AAAAAAAAAH!” Faith screamed as the blonde drove the ruler right down on her ass crack. “Thank you Mistress!” Faith shrieked as her back arched, the two fingers inside her twisting around as they drove deep into her flexing pleasure tunnel.

“My turn,” Cordelia giggled as she took the ruler off Harmony. The lead cheerleader grabbed the sexy Slayer’s lustrous mane and yanked it back, fingers tugging painfully at Faith’s skull. “Do you have anything to say?”

“Please punish me Mistress!” Faith squirmed, breasts rubbing on the desk as her fingers pushed in and out of her contracting twat, cum slicking her fingers as she pulled them out and arousal igniting her veins.

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! “Uhhhhh!” Faith screamed as the lead cheerleader caught her ass on its curved underside, welted globes jumping under the barrage’s impact even as the Slayer pushed a third finger into her tight hole, twisting them around, pleasure throbbing through her pussy as pain pounded through her ass. “Thank you Mistress!”

“Thank you,” Anya purred as she took the ruler off Cordelia.

“Please,” Faith panted as her twat tightened around her trio of fingers, cum juices lubricating her path, “punish me,” pleasure shivered through the sultry Slayer’s shaking form, sweat beading down her naked body, “Mistress!”

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! “Aaaaaah!” Faith whimpered as Anya brought the ruler down hard on the top of her curved behind, just below her lower back, pain reverberating through her jiggling rear. “Thank you Mistress!”

“Please,” Faith panted as her pussy trembled and fluttered around her cunny, juices trickling down her smooth-skinned legs, “punish me Mistress!”

Marcie grinned as she took the ruler off the former demon. Faith heard a woosh and then the ruler came down square across her cheeks, adding welts on top of bruises. SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! Pain burnt through the Slayer’s delectable derriere, but she barely noticed it as her climax crashed over her shaking body. “GODDDDD! YESSSSS!” Faith squealed as she came, lights erupting before her eyes, full lips parted in a gleeful cry as the Slayer’s sleek hips shook and her juices water-falled down her shaking thighs. “OHHHHHHHHHHH FUCCCCCCCCCCK!”

“That just won’t do.” Mr. Snyder tutted as the still trembling lovely sunk back on the desk, her sweat dripping onto the worn wood. “You never thanked this young lady for her attentions.” The domineering principal smirked at Marcie. “Young lady, I’d appreciate it if you took your blows again.”

“Please,” Faith whimpered as Marcie took up her position behind her and began taking a few experimental swipes like a baseball batter coming up to the home plate, “punish me, Mistress.”

SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! This time Marcie aimed her attack onto the underside of Faith’s gorgeous globes, the sexy Slayer’s squeals filling the air as pain roared through her twitching body, three fingers still thrusting in and out of her excited hole. “Thank you Mistress!”

“Better,” Snyder nodded approvingly before looking towards Heidi. “You’re next dear.”

“Looking forward to it,” Heidi replied as she took the ruler.

“Please punish me, Mistress!” The words were barely out of her cupid-shaped lips when the ruler crashed home. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The blows came down fast and furious, each vicious swat hitting the Slayer’s leaping buttocks in the same place, blistering the beautiful behind even as the Slayer thrust her three fingers in and out of her cunt, twitching hips forcing her ass to push backwards to meet the punishing strikes. The Slayer bit down hard on her lip as she groaned out the expected appreciation. “Thank you Mistress!”

Rhonda eagerly took the ruler out of her friend’s hand. “Please punish me, Mistress,” Faith quickly said, not wanting any of the other harem members to get a second chance with her aching ass. SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! “Ohhhh!” Faith’s dark eyes bulged and full lips parted in a squeal as the blows reined down on her left buttock with pinpoint accuracy, her cheeks wobbling erotically for the watching cameras even as it bruised and purpled. “Thank you,” the curvy brunette panted, sweat soaking her and drool running down her face, “Mistress.”

Lilly took the ruler, Faith moaning softly as the former runaway’s fingers stroked at her blistered ass, even the gentlest of touches sending hurt jolting through her. “Are you ready?”

Faith nodded weakly. “Please punish me Mistress!”

WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! “Ooooooh!” Faith wailed, tears springing into her dark eyes as the blows crashed square across her rounded ass, curved body bucking continually under both the abuse and also thanks to the now four fingers thrusting in and out of her over-heating honey pot, every twist of her digits making her breath catch and legs tremble. “Thank you Mistress!”

Faith slumped back to the desk, body shaking as a smiling Willow took the ruler, Faith’s battered behind feeling like it was being consumed by fire ants. “Please punish me, Mistress,” Faith whimpered.

“Oh I will,” Willow giggled.

The ruler’s swish hummed through the air a half-second before it crashed into the Slayer’s naked ass. SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! “Ohhhhh!” Faith’s head snapped back as her fingers drove in and out of her wildly flexing cunt, her pussy’s pleasure now completely submerged under the ache of her ass. “Thank you Mistress.”

“Completely my pleasure,” Willow purred before passing the ruler to a grinning Tara.

The once meek witch gently stroked Faith’s hair as the Slayer shook and moaned, her body aching in the after-shock of the beating she was under-going. “Have you anything to say?” purred the New Mexican.
“Please,” Faith’s chest heaved as she gulped in air, “punish,” Faith shuddered as the witch laughing pinched a cheek, fresh pain radiating through her throbbing behind, “me Mistress.”
Tara stepped back. SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! “Ahhhh!” Tears rolled down the once defiant brunette’s high cheeks even as her pussy clenched around the fingers thrusting between her spread legs, thumb pressed constantly on her clit. “Thank you Mistress!”

Amy grinned as she took the wooden torture implement off her fellow witch. “Please punish me, Mistress,” Faith panted before she could be prompted, sweat gleaming on her naked body as her four fingers drove in and out of her twat, jamming repeatedly against her G-spot, an oasis of pleasure in a desert of pain.

CRACK! “Owww!” Faith grunted, writhing with helpless allure as the ruler cracked into her perky posterior, pain pinching through her wobbling cheeks. SNAP! “Owwww!” The nude slave bucked and shook as the barrage of blows continued, the wood biting deep into supple, soft flesh. WHACK! “Ahhhhh!” Faith wailed as the final blow thundered into her ass, battered behind jumping for the watching pervs’ entertainment. “Thank you Mistress,” the words stumbled out of Faith, the sexy Slayer definitely not wanting another girl to get a second chance at lashing her ass.

Faith shuddered as Buffy stepped up. Already the Slayer’s once flawless-skinned behind was now covered in already purpling bruises, each blow having cut deep into the Slayer’s generous globes. And she knew Buffy was far far stronger than any of the other girls. “My dear,” Snyder spoke as Buffy took a hold of the Slayer’s aching ass, her fingers digging sadistically deep into the striped flesh, Faith squealing and shaking with pain. “As my star pupil, you get nine strikes.”

“Thanks sir!” Buffy beamed before looking down at the sobbing Slayer. “Got something to say?”

“Please punish me Mistress,” Faith croaked, voice hoarse from all her screaming.

“Thanks,” Buffy reluctantly released her vice-like grip on her fellow Slayer’s blistered buns, picked the ruler up off the desk, and stepped back. “I think I will.”

SNAP! SNAP! SNAP! “AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!” Faith screamed as the blonde lashed down on her left buttock, every blow hitting her in the exact same place, pain blazing through her. The Slayer’s fingers thrust in and out of her twat, then her cunt suddenly clenched, pleasure rippling over her in the midst of all her agony as her fingers jabbed against her G-spot, her thumb simultaneously jamming against her throbbing nubbin. “GODDDDDD!” Faith’s juices waterfalled out of her shaking, bucking body as a climax’s gleeful release crashed over her. “YEAAAAAAAAAH!”

“OOOOOOOOH!” Faith’s pleasured scream was submerged beneath the ruler’s relentless tide. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Faith’s head swam as pleasure returned to pain, sweat flying off her with the impact of every blow on her right cheek, each blow cutting deeper than the last. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! “GODDDDDDDDDDD!” Faith’s dark eyes bulged as she gripped onto the table, fat tears rolling down her high cheeks, her body shaking, soft skin grinding against the worn wood under her. Buffy cackled as she laid the last three strikes across both globes, the last blow hitting with such impact that the ruler snapped, Faith’s ass burning as if engulfed in fire. “Thank you Mistress,” Faith sobbed between gasps for air, eyes blurry from all her tears, her once beautifully creamy ass now completely blanketed in hideous black and red.

Faith shuddered when Snyder placed a callused palm on her ass, an exhausted whimper escaping from her rosy lips as she lay limply on the desk. “Well done girls, you’ve applied yourselves excellently today. And I hope you’ve all learnt a very important lesson. Now class is over for today, you can all go.” Snyder looked down at Faith as the other girls walked out, the naked brunette having meekly stayed in position until she was dismissed like the good little girl she was. “Not you dear, we still have some things to discuss.”

Snyder began speaking the moment the door closed between the last of the giggling girls. “I trust you’ve learnt an important lesson today, Faith?”

“Yes,” Faith groaned as the principal’s hands began squeezing at her punished posterior, strong fingers digging deep into the aching, bruise on top of bruise flesh, “sir.”

The sexy Slayer squirmed helplessly as the principal continued to pinch and squeeze at her behind, pain rippling and pinching through her aching ass. “That’s good,” Snyder said, “however you mentioned something about wanting my cock?”

“I love cock sir,” Faith thrust her hips back to accommodate the hands plundering her ass. “I ache for your cock sir, I need it sir.”

“In that case.” The air filled with the sound of Mr. Snyder unzipping. “You mentioned something about wanting it up your ass I believe?”

Faith swallowed. Normally she enjoyed a good ass-fucking as much as the next dirty little slut, but after the beating she’d just taken, this was gonna hurt like hell. “Yes sir,” Faith said between sniffles, her voice completely lacking the bravado that had once filled it. “I’d love your cock up my ass.”

“Excellent.”

Faith pressed her ample bosom into the desk’s hard wood, her tortured tushy pointed up in the direction of the domineering teacher. “Ohhhhh,” Faith groaned as she felt the teacher reach into the Slayer’s puffy pussy, fingers scraping the up the cum she’d released twice and pulling it out. Faith whimpered, shaking with weariness from her disciplining and terrible anticipation of what was to come.

“It was good of you to supply your own lube,” the teacher murmured barely loud enough for miked room to pick up as he daubed the cum into her rear entrance.

“Yes sir,” Faith whimpered as the man grabbed a hold of her bruised buttocks and stretched them apart. The pummelled Slayer shuddered as she felt the man’s prodigious prick at her entrance then forcing himself into her. “Ohhhhhh.”

Faith’s tight with pain sphincter refused to initially give then finally submitted like the rest of her had submitted to the principal, opening before him. The teacher slammed his hips forward until he was all the way in, his heavy balls pressed up against her soggy cunt lips and his length encased in her anal canal. “Ahhhhh!” Faith squealed and writhed, her entire ass aching, the usual pleasant discomfort of a good ass-fucking replaced by a searing burn, his belly cracking against her blistered behind just one more discomfort. “Fuck, fuck!”

The Slayer clung to the desk like a crash surviour clinging to a raft. “Play with yourself dear,” the teacher instructed as he pulled back with some difficulty, in her pain Faith clung to him with a tenacity and tightness she’d never equalled, her anal ring pulled out and away from her body.

“Yes sir.” Faith moaned and shivered as her fingers slid between her spread legs and rubbed at her clit, in seconds a familiar warmth filling her. “Oh, ohhh. Ohhh.”

The teacher took a hold of her shoulders, forcing her down still flatter on the desk, squashing her titties flatter on the worn wood and forcing her ass even higher. “Ohhhh!” Faith squealed as he thrust back inside her, the teacher’s contented grunt lost under her wailing.

Even as the teacher continued his happy fucking, his cock squishing and squelching inside of her, her ass squeezing constantly around him, provoking yet more pleased grunts from the middle-aged man, Faith’s fingers rubbed frantically at her throbbing clit, desperate for whatever pleasure she could get. “Your ass,” Snyder grunted, “it’s so tight, so warm!”

“Thank you sir,” Faith whimpered as she laid limply beneath the educator.

Her meek submission provoked Mrs. Summers’ favourite teacher to really start going at her, faster and faster, deeper and deeper, groaning as Faith’s tightest passageway squeezed around his piledriving tool. “Oh yes, oh yes,” Snyder grunted even as Faith twitched, her dancing fingers sending pleasurable waves trembling over her clit, encouraging her to rub still faster.

The teacher pumped away at Faith’s ass, his hands alternating between rough squeezes of her brutalised behind to even harder smacks, every touch provoking a meek whimper from the well-trained slave. Yet even as she felt pain from Snyder’s tormenting hands, she also experienced pleasure from the throbbing in her clit, warmth growing in her crotch, the combination causing sweat to flow from her naked body, soaking the desk beneath the once mighty Slayer. “Ohhh, ohhhh,” Faith reached into her dripping folds, soaked her fingers and started rubbing them up and down her clit, the degradation sending a familiar thrill hammering through her heart. “Ohhhh, ohhh.”

“Good, good girl.” Snyder murmured as he continued to fuck at her ass, Faith rubbing at her clit in time with his now frenzied thrusts into her ass. The sexy brunette’s exhausted body coming back to life, bestial grunts escaping her bee-stung lips, her body twitching spasmodically, and her cunt contracting and releasing in rough time with her anus’ squeezes.

“Yesssss!” Faith shrieked, her back arching as her climax thundered over her, mouth opening as drool fell from it and juices gushed from both cunt and ass, two releases thundering over her. “Yesssssss! I’m cummmmmmmmmmmmmming!”

“FAITH!” Snyder bellowed as his hot seed pumped into her aching anus, spilling down deep into her bowels, the teacher’s furiously spanking hand sending the nubile slave into yet another climatic wave, pleasure so intense that lights exploded before her eyes as her body thrashed and gulped for air. “FUCK! YESSSSSSSSSS!”

Finally the teacher pulled out. Faith lay tamely there as he pulled her ass cheeks apart and peered into her well-fucked anus. “Yes, well I trust you’ve learnt your lesson.” The educator released his grip and stepped back. “Get your clothes and get out.”

“Yes sir, thank you sir.” Faith heard the sound of the cameras being turned off and looked up at the grinning teacher. “Mrs. Summers said I was to go back to your place for the rest of the day, sir.”

“Indeed she did.” Faith lay limply on the table, tamely allowing the educator to leisurely feel his bitch up. “I have a most pleasing fantasy involving you and a French Maid’s outfit.”

The under-age teen beamed up at her lord and master. “Always willing to oblige, sir.”

“Oh you are well trained my dear.”