Classroom Punishment (BDSM Series)
The book hits the floor with a heavy thud.
“Tsh, tsh... we have to begin again. Pick it up.”
She immediately obeys, her face flushed with a mix of shame and arousal. She replaces the book, and I start the count again. It happens again and again, every time the flogger bites into her pussy, her focus shatters and the book falls.
“You really need to learn the lesson of balance, Professor,” I chide in a low voice.
“I’m trying, Master. It’s... " It’s getting hard,” she gasps.