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“You’re not doing your homework,” Ilya observes darkly as he drags my panties all the way down my legs and over my elevated feet. “Shouldn’t you be writing something down?”
I start scribbling nonsense onto the page, intensely aware of my throbbing clit as Ilya steps away. A moment later, something hard snaps sharply across my ass cheeks, and I yelp, jumping up and away from him before I even know what I’m doing. My flesh smarts as I turn to find a ruler in his hands, an intense frown on his face.
“What was that for?” I demand.
“You will address me with respect and answer me when I talk to you. Now, do as you’re told, and finish your reading.”
You have got to be kidding me.“Fine,” I snap, registering a moment too late that I sound just like the snotty teenager I’m supposed to be impersonating. I flop back onto the bed, praying he won’t punish me again for speaking back to him.
Ilya’s hand finds my jaw, and he turns my face forcefully to look at him. “Is that any way to speak to your betters?” he demands, his voice barely above a whisper, and yet it sends a shiver of fear down my spine. “You will answer me with ‘Yes, sir,’ ‘No, sir,’ and ‘Thank you, sir.’ Nothing else. Do I make myself clear?”
“Crystal,” I rasp. “Sir,” I tack on when his gaze turns deadly.
He watches me closely, not letting go of my face for several moments. “You know, I think you’re in need of a lesson, little girl. One they don’t teach you in school.”
Heart stuttering, I try to suppress the excitement that bubbles up in my chest at his threatening tone.
“And what’s that? Sir.”Is it wrong that challenging him is turning me on?I want him to teach me whatever lesson he has in store.
“What happens to girls whose mouths are smarter than they are.” His hand releases my chin with a light shove, turning my eyes back to my textbook.
“Now, read what the page says out loud. I want this lesson to really sink in.”
I flick my eyes in his direction to see him removing his suit jacket before I turn my attention to the page I’m on. “The Free-Soil Party, which included many members of the failed Liberty Party, formed at the conclusion of the Mexican-American War in 1848. Their antislavery position became the centerpiece of the party’s political activities, keeping the issue of slavery and its expansion a major talking point of the American political deba–”
I’m cut short as Ilya’s hands grip my hips from behind and he hauls me onto my knees, spreading my legs at the same time to fully expose my pussy. A squeal escapes my lips and is followed by the ruler snapping across my ass a moment later. I gasp, jerking forward even as my clit pulses, and Ilya’s strong hands haul me back into position a moment later.
“Keep reading,” he commands.
I do as he says, pulling the textbook closer so I can see the text as I lean on my forearms and knees, my ass up in the air. “The party chose Martin Van Buren as its presidential candidate, and…” A moan escapes my lips as Ilya’s fingers stroke along my slit, making me intensely aware of how wet I am.
A hiss of anticipation rushes between Ilya’s teeth, and I dare to sneak a peek over my shoulder at him. He’s naked, his gloriously muscled body kneeling behind me as his eyes consume my bare ass and spread thighs. I shiver as his strong hands grip my ass cheeks, massaging the raw flesh from where he’s hit me with the ruler.
His punishments this time are more intense than the spanks he gave me before, and I’m reminded of his warning that he will push me to my limits. But right now, I don’t feel the need to use our designated safe words–even though my skin is stinging beneath his touch. If anything, the way he’s kneading my abused flesh is only turning me on more, which I did not anticipate.
I turn my eyes back to the book before he can catch me watching him and try to keep reading. Words leave my mouth as my eyes skim the page, but a tremor enters my voice as Ilya’s fingers find my clit and start to circle.
“You’re not reading,” Ilya observes a moment later.
Fucking Christ, how can anyone concentrate when they’re being teased so mercilessly?“…Lewis Cass as the Democratic candidate…” I read, my mind laser focused on the pulsing arousal that’s making my legs quiver.
And then I feel the silken tip of Ilya’s cock slide between my folds. A choked gasp stops me short as I feel him for the first time without a rubber separating us. Electric excitement makes goosebumps rise on my flesh as I realize this is going to be an entirely new experience. But now that my birth control shot is fully in effect, it seems Ilya won’t be using condoms anymore.
The exhilaration of feeling his raw cockhead gliding across my slick slit makes me lightheaded. And then Ilya shoves inside me. His fingers dig into my hips as he holds me in place, and I cry out from the sudden intrusion. My walls clamp down around his hard cock, and I’m overwhelmed by the intimacy of feeling all of him buried in me to the hilt.
“Read,” he rasps.
And as I start again, Ilya begins to fuck me. He thrusts so hard that the words grunt from me, halting every time he rocks forward into me. His cock stretches me almost painfully, and every time he withdraws, I feel a hollow ache that I crave for him to fill.
“Are you learning something now, smart girl?” Ilya demands as he fucks me roughly.
“Yes, sir,” I moan, gratefully interrupting my reading to respond.
“Perhaps you are a good student after all,” he praises, and one hand slides forward across my pelvis until his fingers find my clit once more. “And good students get rewards.”
My hips rock back into him as I release a steady groan. My sensitive nub pulses so intensely I almost can’t stand the pressure he’s using as he circles and flicks the bundle of nerves.
“Fffuuuck,” I hiss as my eyes close.
