I told her that her punishment was going to be harder because of her refusal and that if I had to go over to her, she would regret it very much.I told her that her punishment was going to be harder because of her refusal and that if I had to go over to her, she would regret it very much. Slowly she rose from the chair and walked over to my desk. I ordered her to remove her jeans and blouse, which she did very slowly. I chided her for her reluctance, telling her that her punishment was going to be more severe. After she removed her outer garments, I made her turn around so I could gaze upon her. Her breasts were beautifully shaped, with long, hard nipples; her stomach was flat and looked strong; her legs were beautiful and her ass was ample. After my visual examination, I reached up and, through her bra, pinched one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and pushed her so that she fell into a bent-over position across my desk. I commanded her to pull her panties down to her knees, which she did without hesitation. I could see drops of pussy juice on her pussy lips, and I asked her if she had ever tasted her own pussy juice. She said no. I accused her of lying and swatted her ass with my hand, leaving my handprint on the cheek of her ass. She then admitted that she had tasted her own juice while she masturbated. |