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As Mr. Mosley’s hand continued to smack my increasingly tender ass, I lost myself, each blow that he struck sending strange sensations from my body to my brain and back again, my pussy reacting to each blow with spasms of uncontrollable desire.I squirmed and moaned. His cock was so hard and so close and I wanted it so very much.

I began to spread my legs, my clit pulsing, hoping he would touch it and give me the release I desperately craved.

“Put your legs back together, you little bitch,” he barked.

“No, I can’t! I won’t! Fuck you”, I cried, tears of frustration rolling down my face.

“Yes, you can and you WILL, Rhianna. This is what happens to spoiled little princesses who push a man too far. And that’s what you’ve been doing to me all goddamn year. Coming into class, pretending to be a wide-eyed innocent, flaunting yourself in front of me, making me want you, knowing you were torturing me. Now you’re going to find out what it’s like to hurt and be powerless to stop it.”

The pace of his smacks to my bottom grew harder and faster and somehow I found myself crying, “yeah, go ahead, do it again, fuckin do it again, you bastard!”

When he finally stopped, I was in a daze so when he said, “Get up. Get into the bed,” I did so obediently and without a word or a question, sobbing quietly.

He was still fully dressed in his jeans and button down cotton shirt. I watched him as he went over to the bureau and poured himself a big shot of Scotch and downed it in one gulp.

“Take off the rest of your clothes,” he ordered. “NOW.”

I took my skirt and blouse off and lay there, awaiting his pleasure, willing to obey his every command.

“Lie on your back, ” he said. “Knees up.”

Again, I silently did as I was told.

He stood there, regarding me with satisfaction, a cruel smile curving his lips.

I had never seen him like this before. And I had never respected or desired him more.

He lay down beside me, leaning on one elbow, looking into my eyes, the anger and cruelty on his face beginning to soften.

He wiped a tear from my face with one finger and looked at it, almost the way he looked at slides under a microscope. My tear was an object of interest, something to be examined, analysed.

Then he snapped out of it and giving my tits a perfunctory squeeze, he pulled his cock out, roughly parting my thighs and shoved it deep and hard inside my dripping wet cunt.

“Uhh,” he grunted as he thrust, “I think the spoiled little princess LIKES to know whose really the boss….”

I came violently and as he heard me loudly crying his first name in ecstasy, he exploded inside me.

We lay there for a long time, our bodies entwined, silent save for our breathing which abated from heavy and rapid, to light and slow.

“You hurt me,” I said finally.

“I know,” he replied. “And we both liked it.”

 

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