She's wearing a ludicrously short pink tartan skirt , knee high white socks, red high heels and a tiny white shirt. Bent over the back of a sturdy chair, the cuffs on her ankles fasten to the chair legs, keeping her legs spread while the broad leather belt clinched tight about her waist holds her to the chair back. The Skirt hardly covered her ass when she was standing, bend over it's been lifted so it's plain she's not wearing any underwear.
Her hands are bound with leather cuffs in front of her. On the table before her are papers covered in mathematical formula.
Behind her, Sheldon stands wearing a black cloak over a severe black suit. His hair is slicked back and looks darker. on his face are dark framed glasses and In his hand is a thin cane. He looks scarily strict and formal.
He flexes the cane. Her bare ass already has three red stripes.
She struggles and whines "but Sheldon..."
The cane whips down, adding a fourth stinging line.
"Ow! Doctor Cooper! I meant Doctor Cooper. "
"Better"
"I can't do these puzzles, they're too hard! "
With the cane he points to a little sand timer in front of her on the table as it rapidly ran down. "You'd better try, time is running out"
Next to it was a pair of silver clamps on a chain. Next to them are six clothes pins in a neat row. A red ball on a strap with a buckle. A black leather blindfold.
"If you don't get it then you can see what your next Forfeit will be..." He caresses the red stripes on her ass then slides his fingers down, parting her lips that are wet and swollen. She moans and struggles as he strokes her clit.
"Come on, if Y is 3 solve for X."
"This isn't what I meant when I said I would be a naughty school girl for you! "
He chuckles and steps back. " Come on. you can do this. Y is 3. "
She struggles, feeling horny and helpless and frustrated all at once. He looked so severe and sexy she couldn't solve X for anything at the moment"
"Maybe this will help. Count for me" The cane cracks down on her ass.
"One! Thank you Sir!"
"Two! Thank you Sir!"
"Three! Thank you Sir!"
The sand in the glass runs down. "Time is up" He picks up the clamps
"X is twice Y. Let's see if this encourages you."
He stands behind her, pressing his groin on her ass as he reaches round under her shirt, pushing it up and freeing her breasts. He cups them, enjoying the feel of them in his hands, her nipples hard.
She presses back against him, feeling he's really hard.
"God I need you Sheldon, just fuck me already."
"Oh, there will be plenty of time for that one you've done your homework."
he grips one nipple between his finger and thumb, twisting slowly. He stands to her side and holds the clamp in front of her face, slowly squeezing the jaws open.
He feels a thrill as he watches the fear play across her face. He slowly slides the clamp down her chest to the waiting nipple, letting it slowly close on her soft flesh - not directly on the nipple itself, but on the soft flesh behind it. He know the tip of the nipple hurts more at first but pulls free easier and should be avoided as is easier to injure. Further back takes a while to get the full benefit but can be left on longer, and he wants to take his time with her.
She moans and sucks in a breath as he lets it hang, the weight of it swinging. Her nipple aches, a low burning throb that she knows is going to grow and grow.
He reaches under her, trailing the chain as he clamps her other nipple. She moans and squirms.
He pulls on the chain, making the clamps grip tighter. She bends further forward to try and ease the bite, pushing her exposed ass higher.
He clips the centre of the chain to the table edge and turns over the sand timer
"Now X is Twice Y, and Y is 3.. so X is?" He picks up the cane again.
"Six" she stutters, breath coming in ragged little gasps. "X is 6, Doctor Cooper"
"Very Good !" He grins evilly "Six it is"
he raises the cane and she cries out, realising what's to come.
One - he cracks the cane across the back of her thighs, making her jerk up and tug the chain to the clamps on her aching nipples. The sudden sharp pain in her thighs fights the hot ache from the clamps, sensation washing up and down her body. Clover clamps are diabolical in that they are made to grip harder when pulled.
"Two!" he strikes again, next to the first. She gives a little yelp then says " Thank you Sir!"
"Three!" " Thank you Sir!"
"Four" " Thank you Sir!"
"Five" " Thank you Sir!" she gasps.
"Six!" she sobs, tears in her eyes. Her mascara is running, she doesn't think she can take another... but she managed to gasp " Thank you Sir!"
He stops, resting his hand on her back, feeling her shudder and sob. "Well done, girl." She feels a strange surge of pride. "Let's see if you do better on the next question." her stomach drops. More?!
He turns over a card to show her the next question.
She looks at it but it's just gibberish, she has no idea "I don't know! please, I don't know!"
He smiles and watches the sand timer.
"Come on, you know all the separate ideas you need to solve this. You just need to combine them and the motivation to apply yourself"
He put his hand on the clamps chain on the table and slowly slides it away from her. Her eyes went wide and she bends over as far forward as she can to stop the chain going taunt and tugging, all the while she shakes her head and beggs "please please no sir"
When the chain draws taunt he smiles and gave it a little tug, making the clamps bite her tender flesh.
"Stay like that."
He picks up the handful of clothespins and walks behind her, she is bent so far over her ass is high in the air , her tan cheeks spread . He pats one buttock, feeling the heat of the red cane marks. Smiling possessively he runs his hand down over her cunt lips, stroking her apart and slipping a finger into her slick wetness. Even through the ache of the cane marks and the bite of the clamps she moans in pleasure, cunt gripping him eagerly.
Chuckling to himself he slips his finger free and grips her pussy lip between finger and thumb. With his other hand he opens a clothespin and let it close on her lip, her low moan making his cock throb. She can feel the peg gripping her, biting on tender flesh. It aches
Taking his time he clamps three clothes pegs on each side, leaving her lips pulled apart.
He delicately reaches down and strokes her exposed clit , watching her legs twitch as she groans and pushes back, body begging for more.
"I have a theory about the stimulation of the female body. The harder I make it for you to orgasm, the stronger the eventual orgasm is"
He starts to rub harder, using his hand so he knocked the pegs, making them bite and pull at her sensitive flesh as he pleasures her, droving her closer and closer to ecstasy . Her moan was replaced with a panting need, helplessly begging him for more.
"open your mouth"
She shivers but obeys. He picks up the red ball of the ball gag and pushes it into her mouth, pulling the strap around her head and buckling it tight. She moans, more helpless than ever.
He puts his fingers back to work, one long digit stroking inside her
"Still green, girl?" She sobs but nods. The whole situation is overwhelming her but she's close, she wants more, needs more, needs him so hard it drives her crazy.
He gently slaps her swollen clit, making her cry out into the gag, then starts rubbing it faster
"Close, girl? "
"Uh huh" she nodded.
"Want more?"
"Uh huh" she nodded frantically
"Want to cum for me? "
"Uh huh. Pweese... " she begs, drooling through the gag.
He redoubled his efforts, making her jerk and thrash. "Cum for me then girl. Cum now!"
His words pushed her over the edge, she slumped forward wailing as she gave herself helplessly over to the pleasure. He didn't stop his frantic pace, fingers rubbing rough circles on her slick flesh.
He leaned in and hissed into her ear. "Again! Cum again in ten seconds or you will be punished! Ten! Nine! Eight! " Her panic and fear went straight to wet desire, before he got to four he felt her cunt spasm under his hand , her back arched and she cried out.
"Good girl."
He positioned himself behind her and unzipped his pants, freeing his straining erection that was already trailing a silver thread of cum. Without a word he slid into her cunt as she still rode the waves of her last orgasm, sliding into her until his balls slapped against her and his body ground the pegs to bite into her lips. She screams into the gag, the sudden sensation overwhelming her. She strains desperately to push back against him, wanting him more, deeper, desperate to feel him, to please him.
He grips her hips and pounds into her, taking his pleasure from her bound and helpless body.
it only takes a moment before he groans and gasps, pushing in deep as he cums hard into her pegged and well pounded pussy. She slumps forward in her bonds, sobbing.
he slips free of her, cock limp but mind still full of evil ideas.
She tries to take a deep breath, figuring it's over. He slips the blindfold over her eyes, plunging her into darkness.
She sobs in desperation as he starts to rub her clit from behind again. She's painfully sensative, so she wants him to stop, to get free. Then she realises he's slowly removing the clamps from her nipples. She screams into the gag as he rubs the aching flesh, a rush of blood returning to make the burning ache roar.
Then his hand is down between her legs, stroking the pegs on her lips, kneading the flesh and making the pegs click on each other. he keeps rubbing her clit as he tugs and teases each peg before pulling it free from her slick flesh. Circulation returns with a vengeance. She screams and moans, thrashing in the straps that hold her.
He frees her ankles and unbuckles the belt from her waist. She slumps to the floor, still bound, gagged and blindfolded.
He lifts the blindfold, uncovering her red and tear filled eyes. She looks up at him and raises her bound wrists imploring. The rule still stands, any bonds he puts on her only he can remove. He takes her bound wrists and helps her too her feet.
He unbuckles the gag. She spits out the ball eagerly and collapses into his arms, her head on his chest.
"Wow, that was intense. Sir." her whole body is aching but she feels high. He shushes her with a finger on her lips.
He puts his arms around her waist, her skin still thrilling at his touch and leads her to the bedroom. He has her stand as he unbuckles her heels, rolls down her white stockings, unfastens her belt of a skirt and slips off her blouse. Naked but for the cuffs on her wrists he lays her on the bed. Only then does he undress, carefully folding and setting aside his clothes.
Laying next to her he takes her in his arms, skin on skin, and kisses her softly.
She sighs happily, consumed with a nameless longing fulfilled, a deep feeling of contentment, of belonging. She presses her face to his chest and whispers "That was so many things. It hurt. Oh man it hurt in so many places in so many ways. And not being able to move, to escape, that was so frustrating and, it got scary. it turned me on, strange it made me want more and want you all the more."
Rolling her onto her stomach he squeezes lotion onto his hand and starts to tub it onto her bright red ass and thighs. "moisturising lotion with Aloe and Vitamin E for the bruises."
She stretches and makes a happy mumbling sound into the pillows "I want you more"
Rolling her back he kisses her aching nipples. He puts more lotion on his hand and reaches down. "Still feel the need?" She stretches her bound hands up, wriggling as she stretches out. "Please sir"
She looks up at him and whispers "Please."
He strokes the peg marks gently, his hand slippery with lotion, it makes her moan.
"Yes. Yes. Please. Gently. Yes. " Her stomach tenses as he keeps stroking.
One hand gently holding her wrists over her head, the other teasing her cunt, he leans down and kisses her. She kisses back, feeling totally owned and alive "Thank you sir" She starts to breathe slow and deep.
"can I come, Sir?" He smiles and nods. She buries her face into his shoulder and shudders, his gently touch reawakening her body to every sore spot, cane mark or clamp bite. He wraps his arms around her, holding her close. Studies have shown Skin to skin contact increases post orgasmic oxytocin levels. that's why hugs and aftercare are so important.
