Punishment of a disobedient slave with a whip


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I was 31, I have already become an established businessman. I had the opportunity to come to my childhood city, where I spent all my youth, until my parents decided to move from a sleazy town to the hilly metropolis. Upon my arrival, I decided to visit my native school, at the same time to be a benefactor, to equip a computer room. For this purpose, the director organized a holiday at the school and even hung a poster with my face with the inscription “he studied here, now he helps. A buffet party was held under the motto, and the prodigal son’s return, again with my money. I was looking at the faces of the teachers, almost all of mine were no longer working, but then my gaze sank into the crowd. It was her….. Olga Nikolavna. When we were studying in the 10th grade, she came to our school as an English teacher after the institute. God … there was not a single boy who would not drool when looking at her. Tall blonde, big blue eyes, puffy lips, wide mouth, height 182, chest 3, round ass that can be folded neck. She always wore skirts slightly – just below the knee with a small neckline, and adored stockings with an arrow. I had a crazy crush on her. Even specially received a double to stay in her class after lessons. When I saw her, I was even dazed… even some obsession found that I was a student again. But luckily, I quickly got myself together, taking a champagne flute from the table and came up to her. Good day, Olga Nikolavna – I said hello. Hello – she said hello in a confused way. I was even a little bit worried. Here you are, you are with me, and then, for the whole class, my last name shouted, calling my parents. I looked at her, she was already under 40, but she could give any child a head start. Still the same, charming and enticing. These thoughts made me feel that my pants started to move. Let’s have a drink – I offered you and stretched out a flute. With pleasure, she answered coquettishly and smiled at me with a smile of a photo model. We stood and talked, sometimes teachers came up to us, pestering us with stupid questions, and the principal just wriggled and bothered with her problems related to the continuation of charity. But I wasn’t thinking about it anymore. How about continuing our meeting with dinner in a restaurant? – I suggested it. …. She looked me right in the eye … pause … a second ….. Two … three … I do not mind – she answered. BIIINGOOO. Then I suggest leaving without any noise … she took me under her arm and we slipped out of the school and plunged into the car. While we were driving she was telling us the news of the school where my classmates had gone… and I was looking at her and a male boiled in me….. Stop … I told myself … I need to distract. I smoked without asking her… not much I started to cool down…. When we came to the restaurant, I could not think about food and simply ordered a cognac, and Olga Nikolavna decided to stop at a salad and champagne. Having drunk one hundred grams, I felt a little relaxation. And offered to switch to you … I do not know what was going on in her head, but she did not hesitate to agree. We drank on the Bundershaft, and when our lips touched, I felt how the volcano was emerging in me… I will not tire an expensive reader does not need to chatter, I will say that I did not blink an eye as I was near the door of my hotel room hugging a drunk Olya. We entered the room, she plunged into the chair and, swallowing champagne from the bottle, examined my suite … I have never been to the hotel – somehow with a mystery she said. I sat down on the next chair, poured myself a cognac, drank and smoked….. I looked at Olya and was furious… my teachers are also people with their desires and ambitions. Let’s go dancing – and without asking her I took her by the hand and took her to the next room, turned on the music, got caught slowly… I hugged her at the waist and leaned closer to me. She closed her eyes and reached out to my lips, we kissed with passion, our hands crushed the body, she pulled her shirt and a couple of buttons flew away, she caressed my chest biting my nipples. Her tongue was going down lower and lower, with a clever move she unzipped her pants zipper and launched her hand into the fly, lowered her underwear, let my stallion free….. she froze. And there was something from ….. Nature did not pass by me, having given me manhood … 23*6, … when I was 18 years old, the head opened from an erection and since then has not closed. She looked at it with some half shock, stroking a little … finally decided to try … her hot tongue licked the head and crawled on the trunk of the penis to the base, I unbuckled the belt and pants slid down. Olya massaged her eggs and licked her penis, looking at my eyes occasionally, and after she had greased the trunk of her penis with saliva she took up her head. Having slightly rubbed her tongue on the penis, she embraced the head of the penis with her chubby lips and began to suck it, massaging the eggs with her hand and warming up the semen. She sucked perfectly, sometimes greedy, letting the penis down her throat and slightly pressing. Bountiful saliva flowed from her mouth, which she cleverly picked up with her hand and smeared on the penis. I felt that hot sperm would soon break free, but I held back in an effort to prolong the pleasure. It was as if she had felt my desire, and she stood up sharply with her tongue in my mouth. She cleverly unbuttoned her blouse and put her hand behind her back, her bra loosened and I plucked it off with my lips into her protruding and excited breasts. I picked up Olya and carried her to bed, ripped off her skirt and torn her underwear, a smooth peach appeared in front of me, into which my lips were soaked. Her bosom was flowing, I rubbed her clitoris with my tongue and two fingers penetrated into the vagina… Olya was carried away, she moaned, wriggled with her whole body, embracing me with her legs, she launched her fingers into my hair and attracted me to her with force. Come into me, she whispered with a moan. I did not need the second invitation. I jerky pulled her under me and stuck her head into an open bosom. My cock came in half, Olya cried out, but I rushed once again feeling that I had entered completely. Olya shaken, she clung to my back with her nails, from which I began to forcefully chisel her. She shouted, but I did not pay attention to it. My cock was doing its job, and Olya cried out and started to cum with all her body in a cramp. I could feel my cock burning her orgasm. She flew away for five minutes. While she was out, I kissed her protruding chest and bit her nipples. When she woke up her eyes were in the fog and nirvana had not let her go yet. Stop fooling around alone, I decided and started to rock slowly. She was already giving in and responding to the rocking … I pressed her against me and cleverly turned over with her on my back….. She took advantage of it and stood up a bit, still deep for a start. I hugged her round ass and started rocking her, pushing her on myself with force. Olya spun the eight with her ass, fasting and sobbing from sharp jiggles. Such work of her ass made me feel that semen began to bubble for an eruption. I caught Olya by clever movements, got up from the bed, lowered her to the floor and grabbed her by her hair, bent her down and burst into her mouth. Such unexpectedness made Olya confused and even tried to push me away, but I was already at the peak and could not let her take out her cock from her mouth. Holding her hair, I pulled her head over my penis, stopped resisting and understood the situation. Olga picked up the pace and began to greedily suck the penis. Her hot mouth multiplied the sensations, and the hot strong sperm flow spurted out of me. The first sip she swallowed at one breath, the second one made her stop, she pulled out her penis and stroked it towards her tongue. The semen sprayed in different directions with a fountain, pouring on Oli’s face. Divine spectacle. Waiting for the end of the eruption, Olya began to lick the semen from her penis with excitement. Her tongue skillfully licked my demise, sometimes she looked at me as if she wanted to say look how I can. I looked at her and thought … god … this very Olga Nikolavna, a simple English teacher who wanted to fuck the whole boyish half of my school. And she is here, in a cheap hotel, on the floor, licking sperm from my penis. When she finished, I picked her up and kissed her hard. Run to the bath, I suggested. Maybe you are with me? and as if nothing happened, I felt an influx of energy again. I picked her up and took her to the bath. The hot shower finally washed off my tiredness. We stood in the shower and caressed each other. I turned her back to me and caressed her lower tongue until I stumbled into a narrow hole. I spread my thighs and started to stretch her point with my tongue. Olya moaned and bent out more comfortably… oh my God, I want her in the ass… having stuck my finger in a narrow slot, I began to swing my finger turning and making Olya moan. Feeling her point moaning impatiently, I bent Olya more comfortably, pointing her dick at the point… Olya twitched… it hurt…. she took the soap, washed her hand and without turning to me she foamed my dick with soap. Oh yes … with one hand leaning against the bathroom wall, with the other hand she pulled back her thigh … I directed my dick into the point again and it entered the floor of the head. Olya was mooing… patient… I started to shake a little and made the head fully come in… Olya took a deep breath… I put my hand to her crotch and started to rub the clitoris… she relaxed a little. I did not stop swinging in a hurry and my cock was already half in her ass… I grabbed her by the hips and started ramming her glass point with heavy jerks. With each jerk Olya cried out, but not from pain. Feeling that jocks became frequent, I grabbed her by her hair, pulled on myself and began to chisel her not a narrow hole with force. Olya screamed, wriggled, sometimes trying to get out, but I held her tightly and tried to drive her dick even harder, spanked her ass, squeezed her tits… Once I got into the courage I felt that she was coming, but I did not pay attention, only at each orgasm I turned her head towards me and kissed her. On the third or fourth of her orgasm, I felt her legs mowing. It was time for me to think… and, having embraced Olina’s hips, I began to spike her glass point intensively. Feeling that a wave of orgasm was coming, I jerked Olya away from the wall and, having piled up her body, made her get cancer at the bottom of the tub, as it turned out to be not in vain… Hot semen broke out of me and burned a tender flesh of Olya’s ass, she even woke up and started to cum immediately. We got stuck in ecstasy… I opened my eyes and saw that Olya passed out. I pulled her dick out of her ass; her previous narrow point was already similar to the working ass of the station whore. I took Olya in my arms and carried her to bed with me in an invigorating shower. Having covered myself with a blanket and hugging Olya, I fell asleep with full satisfaction. I woke up in the morning and found that I was lying alone. Olga Nikolavna left. Maybe, I thought it was for the best and started dressing.
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