School Reunion Year 1 Read Free

patiently, the cane clasped behind his back. ‘Knickers off and hand them to me,’ he snapped.
    Fumbling, clumsy, she complied, the heat of a maidenly blush on her face as she doffed the skimpy material.
    â€˜Sit astride the top, facing that end,’ he instructed, pointing to the way he wanted her positioned.
    Placing both hands onto the cool leather Penny eased easily up astride it, laying her torso forward along the top, legs hanging down each side.
    With a snort of approval Knight stepped forward and pulled the tie from her collar, quickly employing it to bind her wrists. ‘Don’t want you struggling,’ he said. From his pocket he produced her panties and pushed the damp scrap between her teeth. ‘Don’t want you screaming the place down, either,’ he added. ‘And believe me, by the time you’ve taken the first six strokes you’ll be in fine voice.’
    Leisurely he enjoyed the view, the position lewdly spreading her bottom cheeks to reveal her sex and her puckered anus, her knees gripping the flanks of her inanimate mount while her feet, lacking stirrups, hung freely. Gagged by her knickers she was unable to speak, and scared to move she hung on grimly, a cold shiver of dread coursing through her.
    The first stroke jolted her forward and, even as the rattan bounced back from her indented flesh a line of fire blazed across her haunches. Her anguished shriek muffled into a gurgle of distress as her bound hands struggled for grip. A second parallel stroke followed rapidly, then a third in rapid succession, scoring livid weals of angry red fire across her gorgeous bottom. Three more merciless cuts found their target, biting harshly into the tender under-curves at the top of her widely spread thighs.
    Spared the indignity of a tumble from her mount, Penny lay shaking and helpless before her erstwhile teacher. Lifting her effortlessly Knight pulled the panties from her mouth and hushed an incipient wail of anguish by placing a finger upon her lips. Strong arms draped her, whimpering and bare-bottomed, across the horse, buttocks supported at its highest point, toes just touching the floor, from where Penny had an upside-down view of him as he drew back his arm to conclude her beating.
    In comparison with her previous thrashing the final six were almost tokens, a series of skilful flicks applied to the outer flanks of her cheeks and the tops of her thighs. Then peering back between her open legs she saw Knight drop the cane and move his hand to the front of substantially distended trousers. Surely he couldn’t be intending to… but why not? Thrashed, bent helplessly over the horse and with her wrists tied, she was certainly in no position to stop him, and surreptitiously grinding her hips against the leather apparatus she felt a shameful spasm of sexual excitement.
    â€˜No, you shouldn’t…’ Penny wailed in shock as she watched him open his trousers and free his meaty erection.
    â€˜And why shouldn’t I?’ Knight asked scornfully, carefully insinuating his cock between Penny’s parted labia.
    â€˜Nooo…’ she wailed. ‘Please, I can’t take it.’
    â€˜Can and will,’ he mocked arrogantly, holding her firmly down and slipping a rigid few inches into her velvety cave.
    Slowly, inch by inexorable inch, he filled her with the impressive length of his cock. Penny felt it stretch her humid depths to the limit, filling every centimetre of her vagina with pulsating flesh. Tilting back and lifting her head, eyes closed in perfect bliss, she rode her new mount to the finishing line.
    As Knight drove Penny home she smiled impishly and gazed at him with sparkling eyes, resting her cheek against the headrest of the front passenger seat of his car since she’d prudently decided to kneel to alleviate the stinging in her poor bottom.
    â€˜I’m sure you’ll find plenty of reasons to take this naughty girl in hand in the