It was again Clara’s turn to choose the scene. Not too surprisingly, she chose to be the sole dominant character, school principal, while Samantha and I were misbehaving students. She summoned us to her ‘office’ and said there she would reveal why. 

Sam and I sat in two chairs facing Principal Clara across her desk. “So do you two know why I’ve called you in today?” We both shook our heads honestly unaware. “I received a report from campus security that you were discovered in the backseat of a car in the parking lot. Specifically,” she looked at me, “That YOU were exposed and that YOU, Samantha, were performing fellatio.”

“I’m sorry ma’am,” Sam begged.

“That kind of behavior requires immediate and severe consequences,” Clara scolded. She stood and presented a paddle that had been hidden by the desk. “Sam, face the desk, bare your bottom and bend over, forearms on the desktop.”

Sam obeyed presenting an awesome target for both the paddle and my viewing enjoyment. I was already stiff from the mention of fellatio and only getting harder as six swats landed on Sam’s tush. I always marveled at how a glute absorbed the impact of a swat as the paddle compressed the flesh at the point of impact and waves rolled outward, dissipating the energy.

I was jarred from my reverie of watching Sam’s ass get paddled when  Clara commanded, “Ok, your turn, mister.” I moved into position, still watching Sam as she rubbed her bottom, keeping it quite visible to me, well aware of its effect on me. Clara slowly doled-out six hard swats and then surprised us both. 

“Sam, before you take your next six, I need you to reenact the activity for which you’re being punished.” Sam looked puzzled. “Go ahead, girl, get on your knees and suck his cock!” Sam shrugged, knelt and proceeded to fellate me in a most exquisite way. Quite quickly I was nearing apex and Clara recognized the signs of my approaching orgasm. “Don’t miss a drop, girl, or your ass will pay a dear price,” Clara ordered. Sam looked up at me, raised an eyebrow and continued her duty. Within seconds, I began to ejaculate a rather generous release. When the flow had ended, Sam turned to Clara, showing a mouthful cum that she conspicuously swallowed, then licked a drop of semen from the corner of her mouth.

“Good job,” Clara agreed. Sam stood and bent over the table. My cock was still twitching as I watched Clara tap the paddle lightly against Sam’s rosy ass and then give it a hard seventh swat.