(Sorry this took so long I’ve been busy)

Mr. Turner removed the blindfold, kissing my lips gently while slowly stroking up and down my sensitive pussy. He walked to the couch, his hard dick bouncing with each step, and sat down.

Patting his lap, he said, “Come here, whore.” My legs wobbly, I walked to him and laid across his lap, my ass perked up toward him. His wide hand started at the top of my back and rubbed down my spine, stopping on my ass.

“Do you want daddy’s cock in you, baby girl?” he whispered in my ear.

“Yes please, daddy,” I moaned.

Mr. Turner’s hand smacked my ass cheek, shocking my entire body and making me whimper.

“That’s for being such a slut.” Again. “That’s for taunting me every day with those perky tits.” Again. “That’s for thinking you deserve my dick in your virgin cunt.” Again. “That’s for not begging louder.”

With every strike, the pain increased, making me feel like the naughty girl I knew I was and loving every second of it.

“Please fuck me,” I screamed, “please please shove your cock in my pussy, daddy.” Again. “I need you to pound me and make me your sex slave.”

He stopped slapping my ass and shoved two fingers in my vagina, making me moan. Making me stand up, he forced me to bend over with my forearms on the desk so my ass and pussy were his for the taking. He took out a long mirror from behind the couch and leaned it against the wall to my right.

“I like to watch when I fuck my students,” he told me as he grabbed my chin to make me look at the mirror. “I’m not going to be gentle with you even if you are a virgin. You’re my little slut and you’ll take my cock in your tight cunt and love every second of it.”

With that he rammed himself into me, making me scream in pleasure and pain. He slapped my ass as we watched him take my virginity like it meant nothing. I loved every second of it. I really was his whore. I moaned in time with his strokes and his breathing became labored, my tight pussy feeling like nothing he’d ever felt on his dick.

“Fuck me harder, daddy,” I said.

Keeping his dick inside me, he walked me over to a wall and slammed me against it, causing my tits to press against it with every time he pounded into me. He kissed and sucked the side of my neck, leaving hickeys I’d have to explain to my mother.

The pressure building inside me, I moaned, “I’m about to cum!”

He immediately pulled out and said, “You don’t cum until I say you can.” He took a gag ball out of his desk and put it on me and then tied my hands behind my back with his tie. He sat me on the couch and pulled my legs up, folding me in half while keeping my legs together. He inserted his dick and everything felt 10 times more intense, his dick reaching deeper than it ever had. Mr. Turner made me cum so hard my legs shook and I squirted all over his fat cock. Despite my pussy and clit still being sensitive from cumming, he kept going rubbing my clit and making me cum again and again until he pulled out and came all over my raw pussy, the cum dripping down into my wide open cunt.