Diary 29- Richard Parker’s Detention
CHAPTER 139
“Richard Parker report to the principal’s office now!”
I looked up from the scribble that I had been making on my sketchbook. For most of the lesson, I hadn’t been paying attention to the blonde assistant who had been taking history lessons for the past twenty minutes.
Gloomy and all I picked up my bags and wandered off the class with my mind lost in its fantasy.
The last thing I wanted was anyone getting their hands on my sketchpad for there lies a whole lot of scandal that I wouldn’t want for a timid average student like me.
I wasn’t much of the center of attention for anyone much like my popular elder half-brother. But whatever I missed out on looks in charms and made it all up with my sexual imagination.
The truth about it all was that I drew pornographic comics- and since Blonde Samantha Adams walked through the door to replace Old Tom she had been my object of fantasy.
Later that afternoon as I walked into detention my eyes were fixed on the hot female assistant teacher standing by the desk of the classroom that was now empty.
At first, she looked all stern, but getting closer I couldn’t help noticing how beautiful she was, from the tight dress she was putting on that barely reached her middle thighs to the ring whiff I got from her perfume, she was damn hot.
“Richard Parker, take a seat,” she said, her voice firm but husky.
The mannerism at which she said by my name made me feel a flicker, I felt a flutter in my chest as I sat down, wondering what I had gotten myself into and how in the hell I was going to keep this boner all evening
As I sat down, I couldn’t help but sneak a glance at the assistant teacher. She was writing something on the chalkboard.
The word “DETENTION” was written out in bold letters.
My eyes lingered from the shape of her curvy ass to what color of panties she could be wearing.
She turned her eyes narrowing slightly as she caught me staring. “Richard Parker, I trust you’re not finding the detention room too… distracting?” Her tone was humorous -but I detected a hint of amusement in her voice.
I shook my head quickly, feeling my face heat up. “No, ma’am. Sorry.” I muttered, looking down at my boner.
She raised an eyebrow. “Good. Because I expect you to reflect on your behavior and by the way why do you still have that with you?” she stalled walking over to my desk. I froze when she picked it up.
She smiled slightly, and I felt my heart skip a beat. “Guess I would have to take this away to give you more time to reflect.”
As she walked over from my desk, her heels clicked on the floor. I couldn’t help but think about my fate if she opened the sketchbook.
“So you draw?” She asked looking up.
I shrugged, trying to appear nonchalant. “I don’t know. Just mess around, I guess.”
The first few pages were decent and the more she flipped, the more I hoped she stopped.
Suddenly she froze and I could see the red on her cheeks.
Was she angry, or was it a shock?
She raised an eyebrow. “Mess around I see?” she repeated with a rather… tame description of what she could be staring at.
I looked down, feeling a twinge of guilt.
But to my surprise, she didn’t stop. I stared at her face as it pulled on more red, her lips were parted almost as though she was panting. I could see her chest rise and fall like a beautiful tide.
Soon I heard her drop the book and walk to the door. Immediately I heard the key clicking. I could tell that I was doomed.
She walked back to where I was… “I see you love drawing naked women, but what I don’t know is why I am on one of those pages, you do know what this could do to you if it gets out the principal.”
I looked up at her, feeling a surge of anxiety “Please don’t.”
She walked even closer and I felt a warmth spread through my chest as I met her gaze.
“Well you’d have to pay in some way,” she said.
” How I don’t have any …” My voice was a little softer than before as it trails off.
“Take off your Jean.” Her voice was firm and dominative.
At first, I thought that I didn’t hear her but looking up to where she was I could see her with a wooden ruler –
She smiled, her eyes crinkling at the corners.
“You know Richard. Now, let’s get started on that reflection I spoke about earlier…There are always implications for these things you do and this is one of them…Turn!”
Now I was standing in front of her naked from the waist down.
I nodded, feeling a sense of fear wash over me. Maybe detention was a bad idea, after all, I did as told, turning with my hands firmly on the table.
I held back the trickling pain when the ruler landed on my ass, I looked back at her, feeling a sense of confusion.
She didn’t appear to care, she was practically panting each time the ruler landed in my ass.
“You’ve been a bad boy…Say it!” She hollered in a soft voice.
“I’ve been a bad boy.” The lashes came over and over again and I repeated the words.
When she stopped, I could hear her panting heavily behind me.
” Turn!” She ordered.
When I turned to face her I could see her jaw drop.
” The rumors are true…” she trailed off while mesmerized.
I trailed her eyes to my cock that was erect from all the attention I was getting, my attempt to cover my erection made it more obvious.
“Don’t.” She tapped my hands gently with the ruler.
I watched as her fingers circled it instead. Immediately it curled around it fully. I threw back my head and sucked In a rush of air.
“It is so huge.”She rubbed her hands gently from the shaft back down.
I was close to bursting my nuts –
She rubbed my dick and I could feel it throbbing under her rough attention, I reached to touch her but she slapped my hands away.
“No touching.” She muttered. “Sit over there…”She pointed at the chair in the corner.
As I sat back down, I watched her walk back to her desk and wondered if she was going to leave me all blue.
She turned back with a camera and took a few shots.
I was so confused and couldn’t even protest. ” You will do exactly what I say and tell no soul about this or all this will be out on the school blog and no one would believe a less attractive boy like you anyways,” she muttered.
All I could do was nod as she put the camera away, and her cat walked back to me. This time she let hand’s trail down my chest back to my cock.
She pumped it twice like she had done before covering it with her mouth.
“Fuck .” I moaned.
Again, I felt that urge to touch her but again she slapped my hands away this time a bit more painfully.
No touching! I understood what it meant.
Her movement on my dick was frantic, and just when it felt as though I could burst my nut any moment she stopped.
I could feel pain in my balls at that moment, especially when she gripped them tightly.
“You don’t want to ruin the fun now, or do you ?” She smiles sheepishly. ” Get the rest of your dress off!” She said again In a commanding tone.
In record time I was naked, I turned back to face her…
This time I wasn’t the only one naked, I stared at her pussy glittering from how wet she was.
She had the ruler again firmly in one hand as she stood akimbo.