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Tony, Steve, and Clint. They have been working at Stan Lee High for two years. Tony with math, Steve with social studies, and Clint with English. They always ate together at lunch and talked about the students that were the biggest problems. Talking about how they can handle them. They seem to only have the biggest problems with at least one of the females in each of their classes. The jocks are pretty easy to deal with you just give them detention during a game or just before and they will be good for a while. The girls on the other hand seem to make it a challenge with each other, to see who can piss off their teacher more.
"So how were the wonder twins today?" Clint asked as they sat there, waiting to see who they would need to deal with first.
"I really wish you wouldn't call her that." Tony ran his hands over his face. "No matter what she wears it's like she just tries to tease me. I swear she paints on her clothes. As soon as she walks into class I'm fucking hard. If only she wasn't my student. What about you Clint how's the newbie."
"She's worse than Natasha. She's passing the class, hands in all her work. She's a smartass though, always talks back, and seems to wear less and less. I've sent her to Fury almost every class, either for indecency or for mouthing off. Today she just grabbed the office slip and sat at her desk. She wouldn't even go to the office. We definitely need to find a good punishment for these girls. What about you Steve how're your kids?"
"There have been whispers between them. Though Wanda has been good. I think they are planning something, but for now it's quiet. I hear the gym teacher doesn't have any problems with the girls."
"He's lucky though the kids have to wear gym uniforms. Oh, maybe we should talk to Fury about locking the school down and making the kids wear uniforms."
"Oh fuck, thanks Clint I'm hard now. Can you image Natasha and Niki walking into class in a schoolgirl uniform!" Both Tony and Clint start squirming in their seats and adjust themselves. Bell rings and they get rid of their garbage and go off to their classes and finish the day.
The next day was it for Clint, he was done. Natasha showed up for her Math class in heels today. She made a deal with Nik to wear the same clothes in their teacher's favorite colors. Gold strappy tank top, red mini skirt and red heels for Natasha. Nik in a purple strappy tank top with a black mini skirt and black heels. They were to wear a zip-up sweater and as they walked into class removed the sweater and walk by the teacher and say "Hello sir." then go to their desk. Every chance they got they would wink or lick their lips when the teacher would look at them. Mr. Barton said he had enough and told Niki that she was to have detention after school.
At lunch when the guys were sitting eating, Clint told them what Niki did in class today. "I can't handle watching that anymore, I heard the girls had plans after school. So I told her that was to stay after for detention. Teasing me all god-damn day. I'll make sure she washes the room with a toothbrush." He loosened the tie he was wearing. Wanting to pull out his hair.
"Shit I should have done the same with Natasha. She did the same thing, but her outfit was gold and red. If she does something again, she will be doing the same as Niki tomorrow."
The day ended and Clint was waiting for all the students to leave. Niki got up and started to leave too, till Clint reminded her of her detention. The janitor showed up with a bucket, rags, toothbrushes, soap and other things to clean. "As I said you are cleaning this room. Everything you need is here. You stay till the whole room is clean, from top to bottom. Each day you misbehave you will stay after and clean again."
As Clint sat and graded papers he kept glancing at Niki to make sure she was cleaning. She was driving him crazy more and more. Every time he looked up, she was bent over, ass in the air, biting her lip. Fuck. After about an hour he just couldn't handle the teasing anymore. He was rock-hard and needed to get off.
"Niki stand up and get your ass over here now!" He slammed his hand down on the desk. The slam made her jump. She was on her hands and knee, trying to straighten the books on the bottom of the bookshelf. He could see right under her skirt with how short it was.
She got up and walked over to him. It made her wet, him bossing her around. She got up and walked over to the front of his desk. She leaned down till she was leaning on her elbows. "Yes sir?"
He glanced down and saw that she wasn't wearing a fucking bra. He got up from his chair and walked around to her. He walked behind her. He leaned down over her and put a hand on each side of her. His mouth was next to her ear. "You are driving me fucking crazy." He moved his hands on her waist and push himself into her. "Can you feel how hard you make me?" She let out a moan. She had her hands on the desk to hold herself where she was. "You have been doing this for weeks to me. I think you need a better punishment than cleaning this room." He swept his arms over the desk and knocked everything off.
He took his tie off. He grabbed both her hand and tied them behind her back with his tie. He took off his belt and flipped up her skirt. "You will take this quietly, the only thing out of your mouth will be you counting each smack. If you miss a number, say anything other than then the number I'm on, or even moan I will start back at 1. You will get 15 smacks."
SMACK! Her face moves into the desk. She always knew he was a kinky bastard, but this took the cake. She couldn't ask for more. She loved to be punished. "One." She whispered just loud enough for him to hear. With each smack, he did it harder and harder. By the 5th smack, she moaned and called out 5. "Guess we will be starting over." The next smack was 1 again. He could tell by the 10th smack that it was getting to her. She was turned on with the first few, but as he smacked her harder, he could see that she was hurting.
When he hit her for the 12th time, she messed up. She let out a cry and not a number. "Excuse me?" He waited to see if she would cry out again, but instead, she said 12. He let it go. He could tell it was too much for her, he didn't want to push her too much by starting over again. By the time she said 15 she was crying. Her ass was deliciously red. He bent down to take a closer look. Even though she was hurt and crying, she was wet. He could smell her arousal. He moved his face closer to her wet pussy and took a lick over her panties. As he did that she moaned and pushed the heel of her heels off the floor, pushing her ass and pussy into his face. He moved his hands up her legs, to her hips. He took another lick and moaned himself. She tasted like candy. He pulled down her panties, and let them fall to her ankles. He pushed her legs apart. Moved a finger up and down her core, then moved his thumb down to her clit. As his thumb played he moved his tongue back and started to lick her.
His other hand stayed on her hip, hoping it would keep her still, but as he pushed his tongue into her, he had to grab her leg. No matter how good her looks were, tasting her was 100 times better. He flicked her clit one last time and throw her over the edge. As she calmed down he stood up then and undid his pants. He let his pants and boxers fall to his ankles. He bent over to her ear again. As he did that he smacked her with his hand. Her ass was still on fire. "Stay quiet. I'm going to fuck you now, but if you get too loud we will have to stop. Don't need others finding us like this." As he backed up to look down at her ass, he smacked it again. Then slammed his dick into her. She bites her lip to keep from crying out.
He grabbed her wrists which were still tied, and use them as leverage to slam into her. She was moaning but trying to moan quietly. He wasn't as quiet as he could be either. She was so tight and wet. He could do this all day, but they couldn't. Someone was bound to walk by the room. He reached for her shoulders and pulled her up against him. She was almost standing. He wrapped one arm around her waist and the other went down to play with her clit.
"I won't be able to last like this Sir. When I cum I won't be able to stay quiet either. I need to cum I'm so close. Please, Sir." As he was pounding into her he moved his mouth into the junction of her neck and started to pepper kisses. He pushed his fingers on her clit harder, and as he did that his kisses turned to bites. One last hard bite sent her over the edge. As she tightened around his dick he couldn't hold it any longer and came. She was right, she wasn't quiet. Then again he wasn't either. They took a few minutes to calm down before they rushed to fix their clothes as best as they could. He was just sitting down in his chair when the door opened and Tony came in. He smirked at them. "How's the "detention" going?" Niki was standing by the bookcase with a cloth in her hand, but they weren't fooling Tony. "Ready to go Clint?"
Part two will be Natasha's detention. Any ideas for her punishment please comment.