Epilogue
“Valentine, come in here right now!” Shane used his scariest voice, knowing it would make her tremble, both with fear and anticipation. He sat up straighter at his desk, the offending piece of paper held in one hand.
“Yes, Mr. Daniels?” Valentine came in, a look of uncertainty on her delicate features.
But it was the way that she was dressed that nearly made Shane lose his focus.
The naughty Catholic schoolgirl skirt was riding high on her thighs and her thin white top was tied just under her full breasts.
The material of the blouse she wore was transparent enough to show the two slender gold hoops that pierced her tight pink nipples as well as the thin gold chain that joined them.
Shane took a deep breath. God, it had been almost a year since that fateful night when she’d come to find him in the club and still he wanted her so much he was hard the minute she walked in the room.
“Mr. Daniels?” Valentine’s sweet voice reminded him that they had a scene to play and it was one of her favorites—the strict professor punishes the naughty student.
“Do you know what this is?” Shane asked, waving the piece of paper he held in his hand under her nose. “Well, do you?”
“Um…my chemistry test from last Wednesday?”
“Exactly. And do you know what I noticed about this test when I was grading it?”
“No.” Valentine bit her bottom lip and scuffed the toe of her little black, patent leather shoe on the floor.
“I noticed the answers were the exact same ones as Holly Smith’s. That’s what I noticed.” Shane slammed the “test” down on the desk and stood, towering over her. “Do you know what the penalty for cheating is in my classroom, Valentine?”
“I…no.” She looked at him with wide, frightened eyes but he could see the lust burning in their depths too—the longing for more.
“You can choose one of two punishments,” Shane told her. “Either I can report this to the dean or you can lean over my desk and take a whipping. Now which is it going to be?”
“Oh please, Professor Daniels—don’t tell the dean!
I’ll be expelled.” Valentine put her hands together, pleading in a most convincing way.
Shane thought that if the scenario they were playing out was real he might have been tempted to let her go, just because she looked so sorry for what she’d done.
However, it wasn’t real and it was going to be his pleasure to punish her instead.
He could feel his cock throbbing in his pants as Valentine fell to her knees in front of him and pressed her cheek to his thighs.
“Please, please, don’t tell. I’ll do anything. Anything.”
Shane pulled her to her feet. “What you’re going to do right now is march over to my desk and raise your skirt, young lady. It’s time for your whipping.”
Hesitantly, Valentine went over to the solid oak desk that Shane kept in his study for paying bills and leaned over it, thrusting her ass in the air. “Like this?”
“Yes, except I told you to raise your skirt.” Shane began unbuckling the black leather belt he wore.
Valentine’s tilted green eyes went wide. “You’re going to whip me with that?”
“Not unless you pull up your skirt right now. Since you can’t follow instructions, I’m beginning to think you want me to go to the dean after all.”
“No, no—I’ll be good!” Quickly, she flipped up her skirt, baring the silky globes of her bare ass bisected by the scarlet lace of a tiny thong.
“Very good, Valentine.” Shane walked over to her and stroked her trembling ass. “Very nice indeed. But I think you’d better take your panties off too. I don’t want anything to get in the way of your punishment.”
“My…my panties?” She looked at him uncertainly.
“Unless you’d like me to go to the dean?”
“No!” She slipped her fingers under the red elastic bands at her hips and pushed the tiny lace thong down to mid-thigh.
“Take them all the way off. And then spread your legs.” Shane tapped the folded leather belt he held against his open palm, waiting for her to do as he said.
Valentine complied at once, stepping out of the red lace thong and bending back over his desk with her thighs spread wide.
Shane’s cock surged when he saw her freshly shaven pussy, already wet and hot and ready for him.
God, she was gorgeous and he loved playing this game with her.
Loved punishing her and fucking her in every possible way and position.
But the fear and anticipation in her eyes reminded him he still had work to do.
“Very good, Valentine,” he said again, stepping forward. “Are you ready for your whipping?”
“Y-yes, Sir.” Closing her eyes, Valentine bit her lower lip, clearly preparing herself for the sting of his belt.
Shane didn’t make her wait long. Uncoiling the black leather, he snapped it out, hearing the flat crack it made when the tip connected with Valentine’s luscious ass.
She moaned and twitched just a little but held her position as he swung again and again. At last when her backside was as red as a sunset, she began to beg. “Please, Mr. Daniels—I can’t take much more. Isn’t there any other way you can punish me? A way that doesn’t hurt so much?”
Shane let the belt fall from his hands. “As a matter of fact, there is another way I can punish you, Valentine.” He stepped forward to where she was bent over his desk with her legs spread and her ass bare and exposed.
Gently, he cupped one of her cheeks, stroking to soothe the sting of the belt. “If you want me to, that is.”
“I do…I do want you to. Just please, no more whipping.” She turned tearful eyes up to his as he continued to stroke her ass. “Please, Mr. Daniels—I’ll do anything you want as long as you don’t whip me anymore.”
“You might not like the other punishment though,” Shane warned her. “I’m sure I will. I’m sure it can’t be worse than the belt,” she protested.
Slowly, he unzipped his pants. “I’ll let you see for yourself and then you can decide,” he murmured. “But you have to spread your legs a little wider for me to show you.”
“Yes, Mr. Daniels.” Obediently, Valentine parted her thighs and arched her back, giving him a much clearer view of her naked pussy.
She was so wet and hot now her honey was coating her thighs and Shane had the sudden impulse to drop to his knees and taste it right from the source.
But that wasn’t part of the scene he had promised her so he reluctantly held himself back.
Stepping up behind her, he freed his cock from his pants and rubbed it slowly up and down the length of her hot, wet pussy. “Do you feel that, Valentine?” he asked softly, never stopping the motion.
She gasped and bit her bottom lip. “Y-yes, I do, Mr. Daniels. What…what is it?”
“It’s my cock. You see, the other way I can punish you is to fill your soft little pussy with my cock and fuck you, long and hard.”
Valentine looked over her shoulder, her green eyes wide and shocked. “You…you have to fuck me?”
Shane slid the head of his cock over her clit and found the entrance to her pussy.
God, she was still so tight and hot! “Yes, Valentine,” he murmured, pressing just the head of his cock inside her cunt.
“I have to fuck you and fill your little pussy full of my cum. I find it’s a very effective punishment—one that students don’t often forget. ”
“I-I don’t know.” Valentine’s breath was coming short now and he could feel how hot and wet her pussy was getting just from having the head of his cock in it. “I…I’ve never done this before,” she protested, still playing the part of the virginal schoolgirl to the hilt.
“Then it’s your choice, Valentine. Take my cock and my cum in your pussy, or take my belt across your backside.” Shane slid another inch deeper into her. “Which do you want to do?”
“I…” She looked at him uncertainly. “I don’t know. Could…could I just feel you all the way in me first, so I can make up my mind?”
“Certainly.” Shane slid forward, filling her with his cock—with pleasure. He loved the way Valentine drew these scenes out between them. No one else he’d ever known could prolong the inevitable as long as she could and he was happy to take his time with her.
“God!” Valentine moaned as he sank balls-deep into her tight little cunt. “You’re so big, Mr. Daniels. And so hard.”
“I have to be hard to fuck you like you deserve.” Shane stroked her trembling back, loving the feel of her tight inner muscles squeezing and caressing him. “Have you made a decision yet, Valentine?”
She bit her lush lower lip again. “Not quite. Maybe…maybe if you just…just moved inside me a little? So I could see what it’s like?”
“Like this?” Shane drew back, sliding almost all the way out of her tight cunt, before thrusting forward again to fill her with his cock.
“God, yes…just like that!” Valentine was starting to lose it but she still had the presence of mind to drag things out a little more. “That feels…really good, Mr. Daniels. But are you sure you have to come in me too?”
“Listen to me, Valentine,” Shane said sternly, pulling out and thrusting in again to make her groan.
“If I don’t fuck you hard and fill your sweet little cunt with my cum, how are you ever going to learn a lesson about cheating?
How will you remember it’s wrong to copy someone else’s test paper unless you can pull up your skirt and see my hot cum dripping out of your slippery little pussy to remind you? ”
“I-I guess you’re right,” Valentine moaned. “I guess I do deserve to have you fuck me and come in me, Mr. Daniels.”
“So have you made your choice?” Shane gripped her hips. “Are you ready to take your punishment like a good girl, Valentine?”
“Yes…God, yes, I am. I really am.” Her eyes were glazed with lust now and her pussy was wetter than he’d ever felt it. Shane was throbbing himself, dying to really fuck her. But he wanted to stay with the scene as long as possible.
“That’s a good girl, Valentine,” he murmured. “A very good girl to take my cock so deep in your pussy. But if you want me to fuck you I need you to spread your thighs even wider and lean farther over the desk.”
“Yes, Sir.” Widening her stance, Valentine opened herself for him completely. Shane nearly groaned aloud at the erotic sight of his cock impaling her tightly stretched pussy. Slowly, watching as he did so, he pulled out and pushed in again, filling her to the limit until she moaned.
“I’m going to punish you now, Valentine,” he promised her, his voice grating low with need. “Going to fill your sweet little cunt with my cock until I come inside you.”
“Yes, please!” Valentine moaned and pressed back against him, taking as much of his thickness into her as she could.
Shane tightened his grip on her hips, letting her know that he was in charge and she needed to relax and submit to his fucking. God, he loved the feel of her wrapped around his cock, her inner muscles milking him as though she wanted to feel every last drop of his cum deep in her pussy.
Valentine moaned again as he pulled out and the soft sound pushed Shane over the edge. Suddenly he couldn’t stand it anymore—he had to fuck her. Had to take her as hard and as long and as fast as he could to teach her a lesson. To show her how much he loved her. How much he would always love her.
Crying and gasping his name, Valentine bucked back against him as he filled her and soon enough they were both coming.
Shane collapsed against her, loving the way he could feel her heart racing against his cheek and hear her soft little mews of pleasure as she came down from what must have been a powerful orgasm.
“Did you like that, sweetheart?” he murmured, placing a kiss between her shoulder blades. “Was it the way you wanted it?”
“It was perfect.” Valentine’s eyes were shining as she looked back over her shoulder at him. “But next time let’s try something different. What about the naughty nurse and the doctor who has to punish her by giving her an injection?”
Shane groaned but there was a smile on his face. “Swear to God, sweetheart— you’re going to be the death of me.”
Valentine grinned. “Well, as long as you’re still alive, you can keep punishing me.
And as far as I can see, we have years to play together.”
“Years and years and years.” Shane nuzzled her back. “I love you, Valentine.”
“I love you, too.” There were tears glinting under her long blonde lashes but he knew they were tears of happiness. “So much, Shane,” she whispered. “I’m so glad you decided to take a chance on us.”
“Me too, sweetheart.” He kissed her again and promised himself he would never let her go.