Chapter 83 Punished
Iva’s P.O.V.
The cool surface of the desk chills my bare skin, but the heat radiating from Will’s gaze is enough to burn me alive.
I’m pinned, my wrists bound and my legs hauled wide. I feel so vulnerable, so completely exposed in this replica of our first meeting place, and yet, the sight of Will looking down at me with such dark, possessive hunger makes my heart race with a thrill.
He isn't finished.
He reaches into the desk drawer and pulls out two metal clamps connected by thin chains. “Since you have such a hard time keeping yourself open for me. I'll let the equipment do the work for you."
My breath becomes heavy. I know what he is going to do.
I scream as he attaches the first clamp to my right labia. The sharp pinch of the metal sends a jolt of pure fire through my nerves. He pulls the chain and secures it to the rope on my thigh, forcing my pussy lips to stretch wide. Then, he does the same to the left side.
Fuck! My pussy lips are stretched with clamps, and I’m feeling nothing but pain. Inside my hole, I feel only air. This spread makes me want him to fuck me so badly, but I know he will never fuck me during my punishment. It’s been years, but this rule has never changed, and I hate it.
The pain is sharp and throbbing, but as I look up and see him staring at the result—my entire core spread open, my clit and my hole fully bared to the classroom air, I feel both shame and pleasure at the same time.
I notice the massive bulge in his pants, the way he’s getting even harder just by looking at how wide he has spread my pussy. I love that I can do this to him. I love that my pain is his masterpiece.
“That’s perfect.” He trails his fingers over my stretched skin. “Fully exposed for me. That is the way your legs should stay in front of your Master. Do you understand, bitch?” he asks, pinching my clit.
"Yes, Master! God... It's hurting!" I cry out, my body twitching against the restraints.
"This is just the beginning of your punishment. The real lesson starts now. You think a light pinch is hurting you? Let’s see how you handle the real lesson."
He picks up a heavy wooden scale from the desk. The sight of it makes my entire body shiver. I remember the weight of that wood from years ago, I remember the sting.
"Please, Master..." I whimper, though my core is pulsing with desperate need.
"Shut up and take it, Professor." He brings the scale down, not on my thighs, but directly on my exposed, throbbing clit. I let out a shattered noise, my head slamming back against the desk. He doesn't stop. He spanks my clit and my spread lips with the scale in a rhythmic sound.
Oh God!
"Say it!" he commands over my screams. "Tell me what you are! Tell me you'll never close your legs for me again!" With each word, he hits my clit with the scale.
Fuck! One day this man will kill me with his dominance, but I can’t lie, I’m loving every bit of it. But today he’s something else. It’s like he got extra wild seeing me in the classroom again after years.
“I asked you something, bitch.” He pulls both clamp chains to bring me back to reality when I get lost in my thoughts, and I scream at the top of my lungs, my eyes filling with tears.
Fuck! Fuck! The pain is killing me, but I reply, “I’m your desperate bitch, Master. My legs will remain wide open for your use always.” I pause between every word because of the way he stretches the chain more. It feels like my skin will rip apart in two, but after hearing my words, he releases it.
I catch my breath for a second before he continues spanking me with the scale.
“Repeat it!” he commands, hitting my clit hard. It’s definitely going to turn red.
"I'm your desperate bitch! I'll never close... I'll never close my legs for you, Master!" I sob, feeling the mixture of pain and pleasure. It’s a dream and a nightmare all at once. The way the clamps pull while the scale strikes creates a sensation so intense I feel like I’m going to lose my mind.
Finally, he drops the scale.
Damn! He looks so hot, his tie loosened, his eyes dark with lust. He stands between my legs, pulls down his pants, and grabs my waist with bruising force. I expect the usual, the harsh, dry entry into my backside that he always uses to finish a punishment.
But I want him to fuck my pussy hard, I crave it.
I gasp as he enters my asshole, his member thick and unforgiving. He starts fucking me like a monster, his palm delivering slaps to my ass and my breasts as he moves. I'm lost in it, bracing for the familiar routine... but then, he does something that makes my heart stop.
He pulls out of my ass, but instead of finishing, he slides his cock forward. I feel the tip of him brush against my soaking, punished pussy. He’s never done this during a punishment. He always keeps the "pleasure" of my pussy separate from the "pain" of the lesson.
With one powerful thrust, he buries himself deep inside my pussy. I scream, a sound of pure, shock and bliss.
"Surprised?" he whispers against my ear. "Don't be. It's our anniversary, baby. Today, I take every part of you."
He begins a brutal rhythm, fucking my pussy until I’m screaming for mercy, then sliding back into my ass to remind me who owns my soul. I am tied, clamped, and displayed in my own classroom, wearing nothing but my heels and the necklace he gave me.
I’ve never felt more dominated. I've never felt more loved.
While fucking me, he pulls off the clamps from my pussy and snaps them onto both of my nipples. He grips the chain, thrusting into me slowly with his eyes closed, looking completely lost in me. It is the hottest side of him I have ever seen. My man is so fucking hot.
"Clamps look sexy on you, Professor," he confesses, opening his eyes. He pulls out of my pussy only to enter my ass, and I squeeze my eyes shut in pure pleasure.
"Open your fucking eyes, bitch.” He gives a slap to my face with one hand while yanking the chain with the other. I snap my eyes open, and the sudden shock of the slap sends me even closer to the edge of an orgasm.
He praises, "Good girl.”
He grabs my hair, lifting my head off the table to gaze dangerously into my eyes. He begins giving hard, punishing shots, every thrust hitting my G-spot directly. My eyes roll back in pure ecstasy, and he smirks while watching my reaction.
He releases my hair and grabs the chain again, bringing it toward my lips. "Open your mouth.”
I obey instantly, and he puts the chain into my mouth.
"Hold it tight. Don't you dare let it fall," he warns, thrusting slowly and driving me crazy.
I clench my teeth around the metal, causing the clamps on my nipples to stretch tight. He does this frequently, the chain in my mouth has become one of his favourite things, and whatever he loves quickly becomes my favourite as well.
After that, he starts thrusting into me hard and roughly, gripping the rope around my thighs as if he’s controlling every movement of my body. The table trembles beneath us with each wild drive of his hips. The room fills with our moans and the sound of skin slapping against skin. It’s turning the atmosphere utterly filthy.
I feel his dick vibrating deep inside me, my walls clenching and pulsing around him. We are both right on the edge, ready to cum.
"Cum, Professor," he commands. At that exact moment, I cum so fucking hard, clenching the chain between my teeth and pressing my lips together so it doesn't fall. A second later, he follows with one final, deep thrust, filling my pussy with his heat just like always.
He pulls out of me and gently slides the chain from my mouth. "You took your punishment so well, Professor. I’m proud of you," he praises, kissing my forehead and making me smile.
He begins untying me, his touch careful not to hurt me. God, this man—just a few minutes ago he was in full dominating mode, and now he is so caring and gentle. I can hardly believe he’s the same person who was punishing me so hard moments before.
I think we’re done for today. My pussy is sore from the clamps, the spanking, and the fucking, but he shocks me again. "Lie face-down on the table."
I stare at him, my eyes widen open.
"What, you thought we were done? Not yet, Professor.” He tucks my hair behind my ear, smirking. "I have so much planned for you today. By the end, you’ll remember nothing but my name." He sucks my lip hard, my heartbeat racing.
"And yeah... since it's been so long since I’ve dominated you in our classroom, this isn't going to end anytime soon. Understand? Now, do what I told you." He commands darkly, moving away as he shifts back into his dominant side.
Oh god! I’m so excited to see what else he has in store for me tonight.