Squealing teen spanking

Mr. Reese  was preparing his loft for a private lesson with an old student. Susan had studied chorus with him throughout high school and now that she was in college, wished to pursue it as a pastime. Supposedly, anyway. She'd messaged him on Facebook and had put "lesson" in quotes, so it wasn't hard to figure out why she was coming.

But since Susan was late Mr Reese decided to punish her. And this was his punishment.

"Please, I... I'm not ready to be half naked in front of you." She begged him- music to his ears.

"Then you should have thought of that before you dressed like this. You're a good girl, Susan. Good little girls don't dress like this. Therefore you're not permitted to wear this for your punishment." Susan's eyes widened, but she didn't fight him and he reached around her back and undid the clasp on her lingerie. He struggled to get it off as it was very tight, but her breasts bounced beautifully as he finally brought the damn thing down. He manoeuvred it over her hips, cupping a feel of her ass on the way, and let it rest at her ankles.

Before she could register anything hard slaps were left on her jiggly ass. Mr Reese started spanking her. She screamed and moaned loudly. He pinched and pulled her nipple, kneaded the soft mounds with his calloused hands. He noticed tears beginning to well in her eyes and his cock jerked to see her so humiliated.

Suddenly there was a knock at the door. Susan was in full view if he were to open it. She looked at him in alarm.

"I have to answer it. Clasp your hands behind your head and turn to look at that painting. Do not take your eyes off of it, no matter what.

"You can't be serious! Someone's going to see me naked!!" She resisted. He pinched the very tips of her nipples in response and slapped one of her breasts. The way it bounced was so alluring he couldn't resist slapping it a second time as she turned into position.

Mr. Reese  opened the door. From this angle, he had a beautiful side profile view of Susan- topless in his kitchen with her erect nipples begging for torture.

"Holy shit!" was the response from Rob. "Jesus. I came up to ask you to move your car, and you have a topless girl in your fucking house when you answer your door? How old is she?" Rob pretended to be appalled and did not recognize Susan.

"She's nineteen. Feel for yourself," he opened the door wider to invite Rob in.

Susan piped up. "Feel for your- what? Mr -" he quickly crossed the room and spanked her bare ass hard. Her thong did little to save any modesty. "Eyes straight ahead," he reminded her. "Go ahead Rob. It's okay. Isn't it, Susan?" She nodded. He stepped away to give Rob some room.

Happily, Rob stepped behind her and wrapped his arms around her to begin fondling her.

"Okay, definitely nineteen by the feel of these tits," he bounced them in his hands as Susan squirmed uncomfortably. He allowed one hand to slip down beneath her thong and lightly finger her.

His eyes hungry and the anticipation of Susan recognizing him building, Rob did as requested. He was greeted by a gasp as Susan saw his face.

"Oh my god. Mr. Williams!!" Her face burned at someone she knew seeing her so indisposed. She clamped her arms over her breasts and despite herself let out a soft, pleasured whimper as Rob pulled her panties aside and pushed his fingers deep inside her pussy.

"Now, now." Mr. Reese  reminded her. She didn't seem to hear him, so he removed his tie. "Rob, move her arms behind her back. I have to help her follow a simple instruction like 'don't cover your tits'."

"Mr. Reese  please! This is so embarrassing! I don't want you bad but no one has ever seen my boobs before! Let me cover up!" Susan resisted, but she was no match for two strong men. Her arms were soon secured behind her back in a reverse prayer position. Mr. Reese  produced another length of rope that he wrapped from her back to above and below her tits. Now there was no escape for her. No disobediently covering her shame.

Rob finally pulled down her panties, unsnapping them from her stockings. "Do you think she's serious about no one seeing her tits before?" He asked.

"Let's bend her over and find out." Mr. Reese  replied. "If no one has seen her tits, she's probably a virgin." He grabbed a barstool and gently lowered a pleading Susan onto it, her breasts flattened.

He eased the panties and lingerie off of her ankles where they'd fallen.

"Spread your legs," he ordered. She refused. "Fucking spread. Your. Fucking. Legs." He repeated, emphasising each word with a hard spank. By the end of his sentence she obeyed.

He knelt behind her and pulled her ass cheeks apart to better see her pussy. Rob pulled her shaven lips apart. Sure enough, they could make out her hymen. Rob snapped a picture with his phone. The sound startled Susan.

"Relax," he said. "I'm posting this on craigslist. I'm going to see if anyone else wants to join your discipline next time. But you can't see your face."

"No! Don't take any-" Susan was cut off as Rob started to finger her again.

Mr. Reese  started to remove his belt. The noise caught Susan's attention. She looked and grew tense.

"Oh my god- no! Please Mr. Reese , I promise I'll be good! Ahh!" She ended her pleading with a pleasured moan at Rob's handiwork.

"Stand her up, Rob," Mr. Reese  asked. Eager to see her get the belt, Rob withdrew his hand and got Susan off of the stool.

"You were late today, Susan," Mr. Reese  said as he stood in front of her groping her tits. "You've been swearing and you've resisted my discipline too many times. So now it's time to show you what happens to naughty little girls. Especially ones who get wet when they're stripped down and exposed to older men." As he finished speaking, he slapped one of her tits and admired the way that it bounced. "Rob, would you please take to disciplining her breasts while I belt her ass? Go hard on her, she likes it rough."

Susan protested which earned her a sharp nipple pinch.

Rob came around and started to slap her tits lightly, Susan squealing each time. He alternated between punishing her and between groping and kneading her young flesh.

Mr. Reese  moved behind and raised his belt. "Get ready Susan." Girls seemed to feel the pain more when they anticipated it.

In one hard swoosh, he brought it down. It cracked on Susan's ass and she let out a loud yelp, causing Rob to bring a hand up to cover her mouth. An angry streak of red appeared momentarily on her backside.

Not giving her time to rebound, Mr. Reese  brought it down again, adding a couple of hand slaps for good measure.

Once more with the belt, he brought his arm back and as hard as he could he swung it against the naked teen's rear. She let another muffled cry into Rob's palm.

Mr. Reese  caressed her backside. Dipping in between her cheeks, he felt her dripping pussy. Using her juices, he pushed lightly into her anus. A concerned Susan whimpered in protest. Rob resumed slapping her breasts as Mr. Reese  explored her ass further. With his other hand, he continued to spank her.

"Do you enjoy being bound and exposed, Susan? Do you like being fondled and having your ass violated?" He pushed his finger further in her ass. "Your pussy seems to think you do." He didn't give her the chance to answer.

He withdrew from her and walked over to the ropes. She looked back at him as the torture of her breasts continued. Rob snuck another picture of her looking away, arms behind her back and rope framing her tits. She didn't even notice.

Mr. Reese  had gotten a wooden bar with two metal clips at either end. He was securing the two ropes with big padded hooks to it.

"This is a spreader bar, Susan. It'll make it hard to close your legs when you're squirming in the air. Bring her over here Rob." Mr. Reese  said.

He secured the third hookless rope under her arms, deftly loosening the tie holding her arms in prayer position despite the ropes over it. Her arms were still secured, but she was a little more comfortable now.

He made sure the bondage was tight, and swept her legs off of the ground. Flawlessly he got the padded hooks to hold her up by her knees so that she was spread in the air, laying on her back.

Rob continued to molest her breasts.

Mr. Reese now took off his pants ready to fuck her.