"In your school uniform now!" Anna jumped at the sound of Stephen's voice and gasped. She hadn't expected him to be back so soon, and was lounging around in her jeans, listening to music, after finishing work for the day. She'd completely forgotten that they'd agreed to play "schoolgirl" that night.
"I expect to see you downstairs in five minutes." And with that, Stephen had turned on his heel and was gone.
Anna took a deep breath and quickly slipped her jeans and t-shirt off, hurriedly put on her white blouse, and slid her school dress over her head. It was short, barely reaching mid-thigh length. She wondered what she could do to help her redeem herself, and decided that some nice, silky stockings might work. She took off her panties, put on the stockings, and put her panties back on over the top, pleased with her quick thinking.
Anna checked her appearance in the mirror, and not without some trepidation, went downstairs. Stephen was sitting on one of the high-backed chairs with no arms and Anna gulped, realising that a spanking was likely. She stood demurely, her hands clasped behind her back, her eyes downcast.
Somehow though, she managed to knock Stephen's pen off the table next to her and sent it clattering to the floor. "Pick that up!" Stephen commanded her, irritation in his voice. She turned around and picked up the pen, giving him a full view of the tops of her stockings and her tiny lacy black panties.
As Anna straightened up, she felt Stephen behind her. "What's this, Anna, stockings?" His hands moved up and down her thighs and buttocks. "And your panties are barely there. You really do have some bare-face cheek!"
Anna managed a wry smile at his joke, but Stephen was on it in a flash. "This is no laughing matter, young lady. Inappropriate underwear with your uniform. Your uniform incidentally, that you weren't wearing when I came home. That deserves punishment. Over my knee!"
Anna found herself being dragged over to the seat and Stephen settled himself down, with his knees wide apart, ready to receive her weight across them. Anna knew the drill and grimaced as he positioned her better, pulling her by the waist here, pulling her right leg there. It was part of the ritual of him getting ready to spank her, taking his time with her like that, like psychological warfare.
Stephen pulled her skirt right up, and his first spank landed hard on her right butt cheek. "Ow," she whimpered as she felt the smart emanating from his palm. He were obviously mad at her, as there was no gentle warm up. The next blow landed, then the next. The stings spread and built, and Anna wriggled, but there was no escape. She felt his cock stiffening, constrained by his trousers. The bulge pressed into her thigh, and she pressed back against it, hoping it would distract him from his task. However, Stephen didn't seem to notice and continued landing blow after blow.
Stephen knew her well enough to understand that after a few minutes of treatment like that, the endorphins would kick in and Anna wouldn't feel the spanking as hard as he wanted her to, so he upped the pressure, spanking her even harder.
"Please," she begged, "I'm sorry for not being in my uniform. I'm really sorry."
"Tell me how much you're sorry," Stephen's voice was stern, and Anna gulped.
"Please stop spanking me sir, I'll do anything you want." The blows were so hard, Anna just wanted them to stop and at that point, she would do anything.
"Hmmm, anything," Stephen mused, as he continued to spank her. Anna felt his hand slip under her panties and round to her wet pussy. She shivered, feeling naked and vulnerable as he slipped first one, then two fingers inside her. "Oh Anna, you're such a little slut aren't you? Getting so wet, even as I'm punishing you!"
She let out a sob, knowing that he was right. "Stand up!" He commanded, helping her to her feet.
"So, you promised me anything in return for me to stop spanking you. Anything is a dangerous game, young lady, I hope you thought this through." Stephen unzipped his trousers and his huge, hard cock sprang out towards Anna. He fisted his fingers into the back of her hair and pushed her down to her knees in front of himself, guiding her mouth insistently towards his awaiting shaft.
Anna had no choice but to wrap her lips around his head, already moist with pre-cum. Stephen held her head tight and very slowly pushed his cock into her mouth, then pulled out again. She tried to relax her jaw, knowing he would fuck her mouth for as long as he wanted. She brought up her hands, and stroked his balls, and along the base of his shaft. She knew there was a risk he would punish her further, for using her hands without permission like that, but she also knew the extra stimulation would drive him wild. Stephen moaned, then realised what she was doing, and using her hair like reins, pulled her back to her feet.
"You really are pushing it this time, young lady." He growled this at Anna, and she wondered what would happen next. He pulled her back upstairs, his hand still in her hair, and when they were in the bedroom, he took off his trousers and pants. Stephen laid back on the bed, with his hands behind his head, looking for all the world relaxed, and a man about to receive what he wanted all along. Anna started to remove her panties but he told her to leave them on.
Anna straddled Stephen, and pushing her panties to the side, lowered herself onto his cock a bit at a time, feeling her juices lubricate his shaft and allowing her pussy to adjust to his girth. She slid herself up and down his cock, feeling his tension build. Stephen moaned, and reached his hands round to her butt, holding on to her just-spanked cheeks to steer himself towards his inevitable climax.
Stephen pulled and pushed Anna up and down his shaft until she felt his stomach muscles contract, telling her that his orgasm was close. She clenched and relaxed her muscles against his cock, knowing how much he liked it. Again and again he manipulated her until he tensed up, then relaxed and she felt him spurting his come into her, warm, sticky and wet.
Anna moved off him, and Stephen pulled her down beside himself, holding her tightly. "I love you," he whispered to her, "and I think you should get a reward for taking your punishment so well."
His hand moved down between her thighs, and Anna turned onto her back, opening her legs wide to allow him access, as he expertly handled her clit. He stroked, and pinched and rubbed until she was arching her back, desperate for the release that his fingers were promising. "Are you a good girl, Anna?" he asked.
"Yes," she cried back at him, "Yes I am a good girl. Please let me come."
"Tell me why, Anna," Stephen teased her, knowing how desperate this would wind her up.
"Because I take my punishment so well. Please let me come, please..." With that, Stephen murmured "yes" in her ear and deftly stroked her engorged clitoris, getting the timing and pressure just right. Anna arched her back, pushing herself down onto his fingers, her body shuddering as the orgasm hit, wave after wave.
"I love you baby." Anna told Stephen later, when he pulled her close, and stroked her hair, letting her come down slowly from the intensity of what they'd just done. "I'll always be your naughty school girl." Stephen smiled at her, and hugged her tight.
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