Wicked Games

With a sudden motion he bends her over the table and holds her head down by one of his large hands. She widens her eyes in utter shock and disbelief. What the fuck is he thinking of doing. He pulls her skirt up, making her move uncomfortably and slaps the steel ruler against her right ass cheek. She gasps in shock; he hits her another time; this time harder than before. "UGH!! Oh my god!! What the fuck are you doing!! Let go of me!!" She whines feeling warmth in her core. No fucking way! She can't be turned on by this. Without any word, he hits her other ass cheek, making her groan in pain. Fuck it burns, the cold steel keeps on coming in contact with both her cheeks over and over again making hot tears roll down her eyes. She can't believe this is happening to her and yet somehow, her panty has become wet with her arousal. After what felt like an eternity of pain he pulls her skirt down and removes his hand from her head. She stays in that position, and starts hiccupping; her vision gets blurry with all her tears.