Five Mums Ch. 32 - Detention

"Stick your tongue out.: I demanded. Emma did so responding quickly. I turned around so my back was facing her. I pushed my ass into her face.

"Lick it, fucking rim me, and rim me good." I commanded.

She moved her head forward into my ass and started licking it. Her technique compared to Yana's or mums had something lacking but what she lacked in technique she made up for in speed. Rapidly eating my brown hole and wrapping her arms around my legs as I leaned on her desk, and she knelt on the floor. As she was rimming me I looked across the desk. A multitude of things were in my view. Emma's glasses, three or four whiteboard markers, a stapler, and the white board eraser.

I suddenly had an evil thought. I reached around and grabbed Emma by her hair and forced her deeper into my ass. I held her there for a good ten minutes.

Then I turned back around my throbbing cock, poking her in the cheeks as I stood, and she kneeled. She instinctively started to pucker her lips.

I bent down and grabbed her by the chin, tilting her head backwards.

"Not yet. Stand up I want to see and feel how wet you are." I said.

Emma stood up; her knees had big red patches from where she had been kneeling.

"Knee's hurt?" I asked.

"Yes, very much. I don't have much padding on them." She said her discomfort apparent in her voice.

I reached my hand out as she stood there in front of me. I put my hand between her legs. I felt the softness of her manicured but not bald pussy. It wasn't untrimmed like Grace's fully natural bush but sort of like a small triangle between a bikini and a landing strip.

"Do you like pussy hair?" I asked her.

Emma didn't answer so I squeezed her pussy lips between my fingers.

"Aiiiiiiieee. Yes." She answered.

"Good, but you took too long to answer." I said. I ran my hand all over her pussy and put a finger inside her. It was indeed wet.

"Do you enjoy this roughness?" I asked.

"Y-Yes." Emma answered.

"Good. Do you want your clothes back?" I asked.

"Yes, but I also want to try your legendary cock." Emma answered.

"And you shall at a time and place of my choosing. Maybe when you are teaching. But first you must do some more things for me." I said.

"Like what?" Emma hesitantly asked.

"Oh a few things. Like writing on the board. And a game." I answered.

"Is that all?" She asked.

"Yes and some questions." I answered.

I Picked up the red marker and gave it to her.

"Now go to the board and write on it." I said.

Emma walked over and faced the board.

"What am I writing?" She meekly asked.

"write this, I called Mrs Pavlyuchenkova, a dumb Russian bitch princess with false boobs bigger than her brain. And I wholeheartedly apologise." I said.

"On the board?" she asked.

"Yes and each letter will equal a smack with the ruler there is only a hundred and ten letters in it. Now do it." I said.

Emma uncapped the red marker again And started writing.

"Bigger." I commanded.

Emma rewrote it in bigger letters. Each letter corresponding with a caning from the ruler. Her knees and ass were bright red by the end of it.

"Good." I said when she had finished writing it all.

"Now some questions, and you write the questions and answers on the board. But no caning this time." I said.

"How many men have I slept with?" I asked her.

"Two." Emma answered.

"Write it as well." I commanded. Emma wrote the question and answer on the board.

"Good, Second question. Have I ever been fucked in the ass?" I asked.

"Never." She answered.

"Write it." I said. Emma wrote the question and the answer on the board.

"Third and final question. How many times a week do I play with myself?" I asked.

Emma wrote the question down and wrote the answer down as well. The answer being 'daily'.

"Good now a game. Get into doggy for me on the floor in front of me." I said.

Emma turned around and then got into doggy on the floor in front of me. I Moved on the chair, so I was just beside her ass.

"Now do you have any lube?" I asked.

"No, I have some moisturiser in the draw of my desk." She answered.

"Good, now you are going to earn your clothes back. I am going to put things in your ass, and you are going to keep them in. If they fall out you don't get that item of clothing back. Understood?" I said.

"Think so." Emma answered.

"Good." I said reaching for the hand cream.

"Spread your ass." I said. Emma reached back with one hand and spread her ass; she also moved her legs apart a wee bit.

I squeezed a few drops of moisturizer onto her ass crack and watched it pool in her ass. I put a finger in her ass. Knuckle deep. Her ass was tight, and the muscles contracted.

"Aiiiiiiieeeee, Jesus, Fuck." Emma cried as I penetrated her virgin ass. I fucked it a few times with my finger in her ass, lubing it up from the inside. Then I withdrew it. I put my finger in front of her face. Her face scrunched up at the pungent smell of it.

"Lick and suck it clean." I said as I forced it into her mouth. She sucked it clean, Dry retching a couple of times. 'That's what you get for calling my beloved a dumb Russian princess' I thought.

I reached across and picked up her glasses.

"Now this is for your glasses. I am going to stick something in your ass, and you have to hold it in as deep as you can while you count to ten. If it slips out before that you don't get that piece of clothing back." I said.

"Oh god my poor ass, just do it." Emma spitefully answered.

I lined her folded glasses and rubbed them against her entrance and then pushed them in. As deep as they would go.

"Aiiee, that is cold. It hurts." Emma cried.

"Count." I said.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten." Emma quickly counted. I withdrew her glasses from her ass and placed them on the desk.

"The next one is for your stockings." I said. I reached across and got the blue marker and did the same. Emma again screamed and counted. I took it out and placed it on the desk.

"Next is for your left shoe." I said and then I repeated it with the red marker. She again cried but not so loudly. And she counted to ten. I put the marker on the desk after it came out.

"Next is for your right shoe." I said and I repeated it with the black marker. She again accepted it and counted as her ass was getting used to these strange foreign objects in her ass.

"Next is for your bra." I said and I inserted the last remaining marker into her ass, she again counted. I withdrew it and placed it on the desk upon her reaching the count of ten.

"Blouse is next, you are doing quite well." I said and then I grabbed the stapler and pushed it in.

"Aiiiie, that fucking hurts." she screamed.

"Count." I said as I pushed it in further.

Emma started counting to ten, as tears started streaming down her cheeks.

When she reached ten I withdrew it and placed it on the desk. I poured some moisturiser on her ass. Her anus was stretched and red raw.

"Last one is for your skirt." I said and I reached across and grabbed her whiteboard eraser. The eraser was the biggest. About twenty centimetres long about eight wide and about ten high. I lined it up and pushed it in.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE, that fucking hurts, it's fucking killing me." Emma cried tapping her hand on the floor.

"Count." I said.

"One, Two, Three, Four, Five, S-Six, S-Seven, E-Eight, Nine. Oh god no more, Please I beg you." Emma said.

"One more." I said.

"Oh god, T-T-T-Ten." She stammered out for the final count.

"Well done you have won all your clothes back." I said. Getting out of her chair and lining my dick up with her pussy. I Pressed down on her shoulders as I pushed it into her pussy.

"Ah god, it's in my pussy, it's big, it's huge." Emma cried in between sobs. Her gaping asshole looking up at me. I used my pelvis to make fast, deep thrusts into her pussy. I also reached forward and grabbed her hair pulling her by it to meet my forward thrusting.

I fucked her relentlessly for about ten minutes and then I came deep into her pussy. I withdrew with a loud pop and some cum seeped out of her ravaged hole.

Emma collapsed on the floor.

"Well enjoy your first horse cock?" I asked.

"Ooooh yes." Emma said gasping to catch her breath.

"Good." I said as I slipped my boxers and pants back on.

"I will get a good testimonial?" I asked.

"Yes. Definitely." Emma answered as she sat up.

"Good." I answered.

"What did you put in my ass?" Emma asked.

"Go and get your clothes and then I will tell you." I answered. Emma got up and walked around the classroom picking up her scattered clothes.

She came back and started getting dressed.

"Right, everything I put in your ass is laid out on the desk in the order they were put in." I said.

Gesturing to a line starting with her Glasses, four white board markers, a stapler and then ending with the eraser.

"Jesus my poor ass, I thought the last wo were huge." Emma commented after she put her glasses on and saw what they saw.

"well, you covered up your body graffiti, can you rub whiteboards without an eraser?" I asked.

"Yes but it is harder." She replied turning to face the board. As her head was turned I slipped the eraser into my pocket.

"Well, I hope you had fun. I did and thanks for a great year. I must be getting home." I said.

"Yes believe it or not I did enjoy it. And same to you. Thank you for a good year and best of luck at medical school." Emma said. We kissed each other on the cheek and then we walked to the door, and she unlocked it and I left.

I waited on the mini deck as she walked back to her desk.

I looked through the window, she walked over to her desk and smiled. Then turned to look at what was written on the board and then looked around for the eraser. She looked on the board, the desk, the desk drawers, and the floor. She looked up at the ceiling and yelled 'Bastard' realising it was only five minutes before the next class and she had no eraser to rub it off with. In her frustration she started to use her finger, but it was too slow, so she undid her blouse and dropped her bra cups and started to rub the board clean with her tits.

I had a quiet chuckle and then made my way off home. I had a special date to prepare for.

That is what you get for saying my beloved Yana had false tits bigger than her brain, I thought.

I started walking home, pausing to put the ass smelling eraser in the nearest rubbish bin.