Untitled
by Lorri
Rating: NC-17
Author's Notes: The idea came to me while slightly tipsy and thinking about my new lecturer, who I already have a crush on and it's only a week into the three year degree!!(Not beta'd or read or anything so all mistakes I apolagise!)
Faith walked down the corridor complaining to herself about how she had been sent to the new counsellor. She had only been in a fight it was not the end of the world. That was what her new watcher had brought her back to Sunnydale to prevent.
As she entered the room and saw the strict looking blond sitting behind the huge mahogany desk she gulped, and handed over the slip that had been given to her by her teacher when she was sent to this room.
"I see you've been naughty, just what will we do about that!!" Said the pretty blonde.
"I don't know Miss" Faith responded quietly. With that the blonde walked out from behind her desk and headed to the cupboard in the corner. Opening it she reached in and bought out a blue leather riding crop with a little hand on the end.
"I think you have to bend over the table Faith, and I'll teach you a lesson." Said the counsellor as she slapped the whip against her hand. Faith got up slowly and turned towards the desk with her hands spread out, shoulder width apart. You could tell she had been in this situation before!! "Now pull down your trousers!" Faith tried to turn around but found the whip up against her face. When she tried to say something she felt the stinging of the crop against her backside, and that was with the protection of her leather trousers. Seeing no alternative she did as she was told, and bit down on her lip. "Now, getting in a fight. That's just not acceptable. I think about 20 slaps from the crop should be adequate." With that the blond began her punishment.
With each hard 'thwack' of the whip Faith forced herself to bite harder on her lip so that she didn't make a sound and receive extra punishment. Occasionally, however a whimper did escape her lip soft full lips for which an extra slap of the riding whip was given. When the counsellor had finally finished she moved up close to Faith and began to stroke her red smooth arse. "I'm sorry Miss Spencer, but sometimes pain is the only thing people like you understand. That and pleasure." With that the counsellors hand snaked around the brunette's waist and placed itself at the entrance of her wet cunt, whilst she pulled the rest of her body up flush against the trouble maker's backside. "I see that this has been both pleasurable and painful for you. I think maybe that is the way to make you understand!" With that the blonde's two middle fingers forced themselves up into the tight slick channel of the person she was teaching a lesson. Much to Faith's surprise, who let out a moan of pleasure at the electricity surging through her body. The fingers did not stop the relentless pace that they had begun, and the brunette could not protest because of the pleasure that was already building up in her at this intrusion. "Please don't stop" and the teacher's name were the only noises that left her mouth until her orgasm hit her like a tornado in a desert and resulted in her smacking her head against the desk.
With Faith recovered her breathing the teacher removed her fingered and lifted them to her mouth and sucked Faith's sweet juices off of them.
"I think you better be going now." The blond said authoritatively as she placed the crop back in her cupboard and locked the door. "I think you've learnt your lesson for today!"
Faith stood up straight and looked into the eyes of her tormentor as she buttoned up her trousers. "I think you're right." With that she walked up to her and kissed her goodbye. It was a devouring kiss, with a promise of better things to come. After she pulled away, she turned on her heels and walked towards the door. "See you at home B." As she reached for the door handle she turned around. "We definitely have to do more of this role play," and then walked out, to head back to work.