Pamela did not have long to wait before Peter's big right hand smacked down on her little bottom. The sound of his powerful slap to her ass made Pam jump, but the cuffs held her perfectly. Pam could not believe how much it hurt to be spanked. She made up her mind never to do anything so stupid again. She had given her master an order. How could she have done such a thing. She had known immediately that Mr. Stone would not let it slide.
Even though it hurt more each time his heavy hand came down on her tender little bottom, Pam knew he was giving her exactly what she needed. She had almost gone back to her bossy, snotty, selfish way of acting with Mr. Stone. How could she be so foolish? She realized that if he let this go, she would always be pushing at the limits he set for her. She knew too that if he did not punish her quickly and well, she would lose respect for the man she now loved, and she realized that she would not be able to get such intense and complete sexual satisfaction from her teacher if she broke him so that he was no longer her master. Only when he made her know she was totally owned was Pamela able to find the release and pleasure she ached for so badly. Only when he was totally a man and held her in perfect bondage could she be woman enough to serve and satisfy him perfectly. Only when she satisfied him to perfection did she receive the fulfillment she craved.
Her orgasms did not seem to do anything to relieve her need when she brought them on or even when she allowed them to come over her while he was playing with her.
It was only when he was forcing her to cum again and again, long after her body and brain thought that there was not a single orgasm left in her that he seemed to find the total ownership of her that he sought. At that moment, she yielded completely to him, and even her orgasms became his.
He forced them on her over and over again because it pleased him to watch her cumming from the pleasure he gave her. It pleased him to hear her screaming as the strength of her orgasms made her feel as if she would be ripped apart by the contractions of her uterus. It pleased him to make her squirm and writhe to get every inch of his rock hard cock as deep as possible into her spasming cunt.
When he knew he possessed her completely, and the knowledge that he owned her totally was branded in her brain from the power and the pleasure of his fucking, he would explode inside her. She would cum even harder than ever before when she felt his hot cream spurting deep inside her starving pussy. It was this final cum, when she knew deep inside that she had served and pleased her master completely that gave Pam the release she needed. It was only this final cum that gave her the satisfaction that calmed the itch in her clit and kept her pussy from feeling empty and hungry for a few short hours.
Now, Pam realized that she would have to wait until Mr. Stone had punished her to feel him fill her as she longed for him to do.
When Pam realized he intended to spank her bare bottom like she was a naughty child, she shuddered involuntarily with pleasure inside. She knew it was going to hurt, but she also knew that with each swat of his bare hand, Mr. Stone was making her more and more his own.
She loved him for his strength, and she found herself even more excited and ready to make love to her teacher than she had been before.
She thought he would spank her until he was sure she had learned a lesson, then he might tease her and make her wait and suffer sexually until he was ready to claim her and give her tortured body the fucking she would need desperately by then. Why had she been so stupid? Why had she acted like she was giving Mr. Stone orders? Pam was beating herself mentally between each sharp slap of her teacher's punishing hand. Pam had started out squawking each time the heavy hand descended on her bare rear, but as she became aware of how richly she deserved a good spanking, she quieted down and began to turn her energy to controlling herself and learning her lesson. Pam knew her ass hurt worse than anything she had ever imagined from the few spankings her parents had ever given her, but yet she still yearned for Mr. Stone to ram his hard cock deep into her from behind. She could feel that her pussy was even hotter and wetter than before, and her juices were soaking her muff of silky blonde pubic hair and running down both of her wide spread legs. She wanted Mr. Stone's prick deep inside her more than ever, and she thought she had never wanted to be fucked so badly in her entire life.
Finally, the spanking stopped. Mr. Stone did not even wait as Pamela had feared he might. Instantly, he plunged his throbbing cock deep into her juicy and eager cunt. It felt very different having him enter her that way, and her sore bottom reminded her of the spanking she had gotten with every thrust as his hard body smacked into her glowing red ass cheeks. He grasped her hips roughly, and used the hold to allow him to pound his penis into her hot little vagina with all the power in his body. The girl was cuffed hand and foot. She had been spanked very hard, and yet she tried to thrust her aching cunt back at him with equal force. Peter Stone let out a shout of triumph as he rammed his aching cock harder and harder into the beautiful blonde. He knew he owned her completely and had totally enslaved her.
She should be in such pain that sex was the last thing on her mind, but he had trained her, taught her, and harnessed her needs and desires in a way that made her his helpless sex slave. She should be crying her eyes out from the pain in her burning bottom, but instead, the paddling had started a raging fire in her cunt that only a hard fucking could extinguish. Peter Stone knew he had a jewel beyond price in the lovely young woman who was trying to impale herself as deeply as possible on his twitching cock.
Pam knew she should be screaming in pain from the impact, but the savage fucking he was giving her was satisfying a much deeper and more powerful need in her. She knew it should hurt more than she could bear, and yet the brutal thrusts of his steely prick into her tender pussy were quieting a pain that was far more difficult for her to bear.
She knew she was his sex slave more fully in that moment than ever before. She knew that any pain he could make her feel from bondage, spanking, whipping, or humiliation would be vastly better than the pain she felt when her hungry cunt was starving for a good hard fucking from his big stiff cock, and he would not give her what she needed. Pam sobbed as her teacher fucked her harder still.
Then, Mr. Stone reached around in front of her and used the fingers of his left hand to spread her pussy lips wide open. With his right index finger he began to rub over her slippery little clit in slow circles. Pam could not decide what to do. She wanted to hump her hips back at her teacher to keep his dick ramming into her as hard and deep as possible, but she also wanted to squirm her hips forward against the finger that was driving her crazy as it circled her clitoris. Pam finally gave up, and just gave herself up to her lover. She was his sex slave after all, she would just let him use her as he wished. He kept the fire burning in her pussy with his deeply probing prick, and raging in her clit with his torturing fingers.
He would get her close to the edge of what she instinctively knew was going to be the most intense, and totally satisfying orgasm of her short sex life; then he would start moving the maddening fingers in different ways. It all felt wonderfully good to the frantic little blonde, but when he changed the motion, it took her a few seconds to adjust to the new feel of it, and she felt the bubble of molten pleasure just below the surface of her ravaged clit receded back into the depths of her squirming body.
Finally, Pam's tortured senses could not take any more, and she begged her teacher to let her cum. She begged her master as his sex slave to give her an orgasm. Peter Stone felt close to the edge from the excitement of all he had done to his lovely ward. The sight of the beautiful eighteen year old girl with the sexy silk gown pushed up around her waist, pumping her slender hips in a frenzy to get as much of his cock crammed into her hot, tight, dripping cunt as possible, full ripe tits hanging out of the lace bodice of the Dior gown, begging to be squeezed, bursting erect nipples aching to be pinched, and the sight of his cock going into her little hole made something snap inside the teacher's brain. He fucked the tiny blonde even harder than before as he strove to give her everything she needed. The heat and wetness of her pussy made it feel like he was being stroked with wet silk. It slid so good as he pushed deep, deep into her, he knew no other woman could possibly feel so good to fuck.
Pam's inner muscles seemed to cling to his dick as he slammed it deeper and deeper into her dripping cunt again and again. He knew he could not resist the ecstasy her tight pussy promised as it milked his cock, urging him to let go and fill her with his hot cream. He fought against the feeling welling up in his balls because he wanted to bring her to a level of pure animal lust in order to impress on her the knowledge of what she really was, and to confirm to her that besides being her teacher and her master, he was the only man who could ever understand her, fill all of her needs, and give her true satisfaction.
Finally, he could not hold back any longer. He rammed into her so hard that it spread the tight little cheeks of her ass wide apart. His right hand held her tightly at her hips, pulling her back to him with all the strength of his powerful arm. His left hand had covered her left breast, and he was pinching her nipple hard between his thumb and forefinger until he felt the cum start boiling up out of his balls.
Then he covered her whole breast with his big hand and began to squeeze the soft flesh very hard. Pam could not move enough to help her lover reach the peak of pleasure as much as she wanted, but she pushed her hips back toward her teacher as hard as she could.
When she felt the first wave of hot cum spurt into her starving pussy, Pam came so hard she thought she would truly go insane from the intensity. She felt like she had become a female animal in heat, only she knew that from now on, she would always be "in season".
She was so glad Mr. Stone loved her and would always be there to take care of her in her times of need. She knew too that he would be taking her often just for the fun of it so that she would never have to wait long and that she would never be badly in need. Now all of the sensations he had worked so hard to give her overwhelmed and consumed her, and the fiery bubble in her clit and in her brain burst at the same time. She heard herself screaming from the pleasure of cumming so hard, but it was almost as if she were hearing some other woman begging to be fucked harder and deeper. Peter was already cumming, spurting hot semen deep into her passion soaked vagina, when he felt little Pam's pussy muscles clamp down hard on his cock. It was so tight, it almost stopped the cream from pumping out of his jerking prick.
The pain from the interrupted flow was intense, but Peter Stone was so far gone with lust that all he was able to do was try to ram his hurting cock even harder into her tight little cunt. The force of his thrusts made her pussy muscles relax just enough so that she felt tight and good to him, but it still allowed him to hammer his spewing prick harder and harder into her spasming, cumming cunt. Pam felt like the few brief moments they were cumming together were in slow motion, and that each spasm lasted hours as it wracked her body with the most incredible pleasure she had ever felt.
Her cries of passion, and her begging to be fucked harder and deeper worked so powerfully on him that Stone came harder into his 18 year old ward's virgin tight vagina than he had ever cum in his life. He felt like her cunt was sucking the semen out of his balls so hard, he was almost afraid he would see blood dripping out of his cock when he finally could stand to pull it out of her body. Now, he did not care.
It felt so good to finally have a woman who needed to be fucked hard and often that all Peter could do was keep pumping his hips to drive his throbbing cock as deep into her climaxing cunt as he could. They both screamed as the last drop of his cum shot into her, and the hardest, deepest pleasure spasm yet ripped through her body bringing her the satisfaction she needed. Stone collapsed onto her back, totally spent. He kept his hips pressed forward against her as tightly as he could. He did not want to let his now softening cock to come out of the heat and wetness of her cunt one second sooner than it had to. He wanted to stay as deep as he could, as long as he could in her still clenching pussy. He wanted to feel her muscles spasm and grip his twitching shaft as the waves of pleasure continued to roll through her body like the after shocks that follow an earthquake.
Then Peter Stone felt something he had only dreamed about. Something most people said was impossible. He felt himself cumming again, but he knew that Pamela had drained him so completely that there was no semen left for another ejaculation. Though he pumped his hips like he was shooting in her dripping cunt again, there was indeed nothing left for him to shoot, but that did not stop the feeling from ripping through him, making him know he was really cumming again. There was something a little disappointing to him about cumming, and not having a load to shoot into her pussy, but the feelings were so good, he relaxed and let them take over. He felt as if there were another, even harder cum just out of his reach, and so he kept pumping his cock harder and harder into her pussy, until he heard Pam squeal with delight, and he felt her cumming again.
Finally, both of them felt completely satisfied, and Peter unfastened the cuffs and once again lifted Pam gently into his big bed. He still cleaned her carefully, but this time, he removed the gown and pulled the covers up over her naked body. Pam smiled as he took care of her. She loved the way he touched her so gently now, and the way he made sure everything she needed was taken care of. She would have happily held him close and slept in the wet spot that would have resulted from all of his load leaking out of her pussy, but she loved him for getting up and taking care of her. This little gesture showed her that he really cared for her because even though she had totally drained and satisfied him, he was not just rolling over and going to sleep; he was thinking of her needs and her comfort before he thought of himself. Pam smiled and snuggled back against his warm body when he slipped into bed. She quickly fell asleep and her contented smile stayed on her face long after she had started the soft, rhythmic breathing that told her teacher she was asleep.
Peter grinned. He knew that morning would be there sooner than he would have liked, but as he watched the sleeping girl and felt the glow of the best sex of his life spreading out through his entire body, he ranked sleep very low on his list of priorities.
He knew that when she woke, needing him, in the morning he would be willing and able to give her everything she needed.