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Caleb stood frozen in the hallway. He's technically an adult and he's about to be spanked like a little boy. It was better than being expelled.
Caleb gulped when he finally turned the knob with his hand, opening the door. He knew he was in trouble the moment he saw her. She had dark beautiful wavy hair, a small waist, and big breasts. She didn't even notice that he had come in. No, she was too busty at her desk writing.
Ms Anderson was the most gorgeous woman he's ever laid eyes on. And she was about to give him a spanking. Caleb thought he must have died and went to heaven, or hell, depending how one looked at it.
"Ms Anderson?" Caleb said quietly, not wanting to startle her.
She peered upward at him and held a questioning gaze. "Yes?"
Caleb bit his lip. Great, Ms Anderson decided on the day she had to spank him to wear red lipstick. Fuck. How the hell was he supposed to keep himself together?
"What is it, dear?" She asked gently.
"Here." Caleb walked to her desk, handing her the slip.
Ms Anderson carefully examined the paper handed to her. Sweat collected on Caleb's forehead when he saw her eyes went cold when she further read the note.
"I see." She took off her glasses and threw the note to the side. "Well, let's get this over with, shall we?"
Caleb's face grew hotter and hotter as he followed her to the leather couch that sat in the middle of her office.
When she decided she was comfortable, she then ordered Caleb to put himself over her knee. "Come here Caleb," Ms Anderson patted her lap.
Please don't get hard, please don't get hard. Caleb pleaded to himself.
"Caleb, let's not prolong this," Ms Anderson said, annoyed.
Caleb closed his blue eyes and took a deep breath. He carefully placed himself over her soft lap and prayed that it would end soon.
"Good boy." She praised him.
Fuck, why'd she have to say that?
"Now Caleb," She lightly patted his covered bottom. "I was ordered to give you 40 smacks with my hand, and 10 with the paddle."
"I know, ma'am." Caleb suppressed a moan when he felt her hand.
"Believe it or not, I don't like punishing students, and I want you to know it's okay to cry. Or even kick a little."
Caleb wanted to laugh. Trust him, he'd be lucky if this caused him to leak from his eyes, and not from other places. "I understand." He murmured.
She raised her hand, smacking Caleb in the middle of his butt. Caleb flinched a little. It didn't hurt too much, but it certainly wasn't a love tap. Ms Anderson smacked him again, this time harder. That would definitely cause Caleb's covered, milky skin to redden.
"Caleb, you're a senior now. I would expect you to be more mature than this," she lectured him, landing 5 sharp smacks to his thighs.
Caleb bit his lower lip. This women would be the death of him
"Caleb?" She said his name harshly.
"I know, I know." He repeated.
"I hope so," she continued to spank his plump little bottom. "Cheating won't fly at university, you know."
"Yes Ma'am." was all Caleb said. He didn't even really care about what she was saying, he just didn't want her to know he was enjoying this.
"There's still 5 more months of school left, and I don't want to see you again." Ms Anderson sighed, giving both of his cheeks an equal amount of attention.
As the punishment went on, Caleb was surprised that he managed to control himself.
"Okay, sweetie, we're almost done with this part," she rubbed his back in comforting circles. Caleb felt his muscles relax. "Just 10 more, and move on to paddle."
Caleb's shoulders tensed up at the word 'paddle'. He knew it was coming, but the paddle fucking hurt, and he dreaded it.
When she got back to spanking him, Ms Anderson's warm hand focused strictly on Caleb's sit spots, and his worst fear happened. Caleb felt his length go hard in her lap. Caleb's eyes popped out of his sockets. No, fuck no. Caleb buried his head in the couch pillow. This couldn't be happening.
Did she know? She couldn't have. She was still spanking him. Caleb whimpered. It was becoming more and more difficult not to move.
Caleb remembered he said he could move if he wanted to, right? Wrong, she said, he could kick his legs. But maybe she was so focused on punishing him she wouldn't notice.
Against his better judgment, he made humping movements he'd hope would pass for shifting uncomfortably.
God, it felt so good.
As she continued to spank him, Caleb continued to hump her thigh to like the horny person he was.
When Ms Anderson gave the final blow to his sorry behind, Caleb felt himself released into jeans. For a moment, Caleb was in pure bliss. But only for a moment, when his high came down, he was smacked right back into reality.
Caleb's face went beet red when realized what he's just done. He just came onto his principal's lap.
Ms Anderson eyebrows furrowed together when the wet-sticky spot connects to her thigh. "Caleb, can you please stand."
Caleb's face grew hot, and turned more red, if that was possible. He reluctantly pushed himself upward.
Ms Anderson gasped when she saw the wet spot in front of Caleb's crotch that was still twitching.
"I'm sorry," He cried into his hand.
She scowled. Dirty disgusting boy. But it wasn't his fault she supposed.
"Sit down Caleb." Ms Anderson ordered, but not unkindly.
Caleb winced as his sore bottom touched the couch.
"Look at me." She said,
Caleb stared directly into her warm brown eyes that made him melt. "Caleb, it's okay."
"No it's not." Caleb shook his head.
"You couldn't help it. Your body reacted in a natural way." She assured him.
"I should have controlled myself." Caleb stomps his foot like a toddler throwing a tantrum.
"But you didn't." Ms Anderson rubbed his leg.
Why was she being so friendly? Did she want him to cum again?
"You know, I still have to punish you with the paddle." She said,
Caleb groaned. Oh, yeah. Great, first he cums, and now, to add insult to injury, he has to be paddled on his blistering bottom.
"Caleb, I'm not sure if you're aware of this, but you'll have to be bare during this part of the punishment."
"What!" Caleb's eyes went wide with fear. "No please, what if I do that again?"
Ms Anderson smirked. "Don't worry, I won’t be upset."
What the hell?
Ms Anderson's hand made its way to his leg all the way up to Caleb's crotch. Giving his package a firm squeeze.
"Ms Anderson." Caleb whimpered.
"Shh," She held her index finger to his pink soft lips. "Remove your pants, and bend over my desk.”
Caleb gulped and unbuttoned his jeans. Was this really happening?
When Caleb pushed his boxers down his flaccid cock hung freely "Aww," Ms Anderson cooed. "It's so cute."
Caleb blushed. Under normal circumstances, it would be a major turn off if a girl referred to his manhood as 'cute' but the way Ms Anderson said it, it made go fuzzy in the head.
"What a bad boy you are," She purred. "Getting hard from your principal spanking you." She teased him.
Caleb blushed.
"I know I said it wasn't a big deal, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little pissed." She slapped his thigh.
"Ah," Caleb flinched.
He looked so dumb and pathetic Ms Anderson thought to herself. But adorable nonetheless.
Caleb hurried to the desk and bent over awaiting the much dreaded punishment.
Caleb sucked in a breath when he finally felt the wooden paddle on his sore bottom.
“Are you ready, baby?” Ms Anderson asked.
“Yes ma’am,” Caleb got butterflies in his tummy at the sound of her motherly tone.
Ms Anderson brought down the paddle hard on the middle of his bottom.
Caleb jerked forward when she whipped him with the wood object.
“I know baby,” She pouted like she was sad, but Caleb knew on some level she was enjoying this as much as he was.
She brought it down again, with this sting being worse than the last. But still and yet, Caleb’s body decided that it liked the punishment.
Caleb groaned when the harsh paddle came down on his behind for the 5th time
When the punishment was finally over, Ms Anderson stared under the desk and found that Caleb’s member was rock hard.
Seriously? Ms Anderson wanted to laugh. She knew she told Caleb she wouldn’t be angry, and she wasn’t. But was he really this horny?
“Ma’am, I-” Caleb sniveled, clearly embarrassed.
"You know Caleb," she stroked him. His member fitted perfectly in her hand. "I've spanked plenty of naughty boys like yourself, but not a single one of them got off on it."
Caleb let out a pitiful moan. Her condescending voice made him even harder and more needy. "Puh-please don't stop." He begged.
"Aw, don't worry baby. I won’t," she pinched his butt.
Caleb couldn't believe this was happening. Okay, he must have died and went to heaven. That's the only explanation.
He sucked in a breath. Caleb felt himself getting closer and closer to the edge.
"Come on, baby, you're almost there. I can feel it." Mrs Anderson encouraged
He let loose into her hand. White semen covered her hand "Did that feel good?"
"Yes." Caleb panted.
But she didn't stop. She was still touching him.
"Sensitive." Caleb whimpered.
“Is it too much, baby?” She mocked.
“Y-yes,” Caleb stuttered.
“Well, okay.” She let go of him.
Caleb still wasn’t sure if this was reality, or the best dream he’s ever had in his life.
“Get up.” She ordered.
Caleb obeyed. He stood in front of her awkwardly. He was still half naked and did not know what to do.
“Go get cleaned up, baby.” She told him.
Caleb looked over his shoulder and found that there was a sink towards the back of the office.
Caleb blushed and did what he was told.
Once he was clean, and dressed, Caleb was finally ready to go.
“Now, I better not see you in here again,” Ms Anderson crossed her arms.
“Can’t make any promises.” Caleb smirked.
“Get out of here,” Ms Anderson playfully slapped his butt.
Caleb snickered and walked out of the room.
Ms Anderson rolled her eyes. She had a strong feeling she’d be seeing him again very soon.