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Ms. Baker's Class Ch. 02

*****This story picks up shortly after Ms. Baker's Class Ch. 01 and contains both males and females being spanked and given anal sex. Proceed if that is your cup of tea.*****

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Grant arrived outside his class after the museum field trip. His ass was still pulsing from the strap-on dildo Ms. Baker took his pride with. He wanted to go home and didn't want to see her or Samantha but being so close to graduating, he didn't want to screw up his chances of walking across the stage. Still, he tussled with the thought of turning a 180 from the door and playing hooky the rest of the day.

Through the window in the side of the door, he could see Ms. Baker standing in front of class lecturing with an English book across her arm. He wondered how she could do that like nothing happened! It boiled Grant's blood! He wanted—no, needed another plan to get her but not end up getting his ass pounded again.

He took a breath, turned the doorknob, and pulled the door open as slowly as he could. His body was trembling with fear as he didn't want to relive the humiliation in his mind again.

He shut an eye with his other half open as to avoid seeing her or Samantha, who was sitting in the front row. He grimaced and made ugly faces as he made his way with careful steps across the room in front of his teacher.

Samantha was texting and Ms. Baker didn't utter a word to her. Grant was becoming more steamed but wasn't going to accept that he couldn't do anything about it.

The whole class was staring at him, not uncommon when they hear the door open to see who was coming in, but to Grant, he almost thought that everyone knew what Ms. Baker did to him.

She had the nerve to stop mid-lecture to acknowledge him with such cheeriness. "Welcome back, Grant! We missed you!"

She sounded so sweet with that gleam in her eyes.

Samantha looked up from texting, flipped her fire red locks back, and said, "We sure did. I'm glad to see you!"

They were rubbing it in but that would make vengeance sweeter.

Grant shook his head as if he was shaking off their insincerities and dragged himself towards his seat in back next to Bennie who had fixated on him with a look of concern.

He lowered himself into his seat ever so gently and looked away from his friend. He couldn't face him let alone tell him what happened in Ms. Baker's SUV.

"Hey, man. What's wrong?" Bennie said a notch above a whisper.

Grant, without turning his head, said, "I don't want to talk about it."

He knew Bennie wouldn't let it end there. They had no secrets between them and there weren't about to be any now.

"I'm not going for that. You know we're not like that. Tell me."

Ms. Baker interrupted them. "Is there something you'd like to share with the class, Mr. Bennie?"

"No, Grant was asking me if he missed anything while he was gone."

"I just started, Grant. You're fine!" she said.

Grant blew out a frustrated sigh and laid his ear on the oak desk.

Bennie slapped his arm. "Come on. Out in the hall."

He got up and Grant followed albeit with care.

After Grant closed the door, he shadowed Bennie to a spot a few yards down the hall by the wall.

Grant said, "I said that I didn't want to talk."

Bennie folded his arms. "What happened?"

Grant scanned the hall. A few students passed by but was mostly deserted since class was in session.

He leaned against the wall. "Ms. Baker, she..." Grant searched for the will to say it and the right way to do so. He figured there was no easy way. "She fucked me with a strap-on, man! There wasn't anything I could do after Samantha stole my phone and deleted the evidence we had against her. She threatened to go to Mr. Hooper if I didn't let her do it."

Bennie punched the wall. "Damn!" He just looked at his friend like he was feeling sorry for him. "Grant, we'll find another way to get her."

"The song I heard today said that she couldn't take away my dignity but she did it!"

Bennie focused on his cocoa irises. "She won't get away it, I promise. I'll think of something."

When they went back into class and slid into their desks, Bennie's phone buzzed in his pocket.

When he took it out, the display read, "New message from Samantha."

Bennie raised a brow and crinkled his forehead when he opened it. The text was short but not sweet.

"You're next, Bennie!"

Bennie gulped and looked over at Samantha. Her cheeks were puffed with a face-covering grin and she waved at him.

Grant asked, "What is it?"

Bennie pointed at Ms. Baker and Samantha. "They're up to something..."

As class dismissed for the day, Principal Hooper walked into the room. His mass alone made even the toughest football player cower but add to that his sternness and disdain for tolerating people's shit and he was someone nobody wanted to cross.

As the last student left, all that remained were Grant, Bennie, Samantha, and Ms. Baker.

The teacher approached Grant and pointed at the door. "We're going to have a chat with your friend. Go home. He'll talk to you later."

"Sigh, yes, ma'am."

Grant tapped Bennie's shoulder and walked out.

Mr. Hooper rumbled in front of Bennie and asked, "What did you want to talk about, son?"

Bennie trembled as his eyes enlarged. "I...I didn't have anything to say to you, sir."

Ms. Baker asked, "Are you sure? Nothing about what happened yesterday?"

She deserved the punishment Grant and Bennie gave her but he wasn't going to speak of it. Not if he valued his education!

Bennie's heart was pumping at full speed.

Mr. Hooper moved closer. "Speak. I have to get back to my duties soon."

Ms. Baker laid her hand on Bennie's shoulder while looking at the principal. "He wanted to tell you that he is on track to graduate and he is so happy about it that he had to let you know!"

Mr. Hooper extended his hand and Bennie took it although he wanted to know what the women were really doing.

His hand was crushing Bennie's though it was intended to be an innocent gesture expressing how proud Mr. Hooper was. "I'm proud of you. Don't do anything to mess it up now. You're almost there and out of my hair. I'm just kidding. Ho! Ho!"

Bennie withdrew from his vice grip and shook his fingers. "Right."

"I must get back to work. Keep up the good work," Principal Hopper said as he bounced through the doorway.

Ms. Baker secured the door behind him and with the clicking of the lock, Bennie's muscles contracted and his cock came alive for reasons he almost wished it hadn't.

She lowered the shade over the window and the classroom became cast in midafternoon darkness with some light peeking in.

Bennie asked, "What's all this about?"

Ms. Baker returned to his front. "I wanted to make sure I had your attention. I kept Mr. Hooper from knowing about what you and Grant did to me and if you want it to stay that way, you'll take a punishment like your friend did."

Bennie was in more disbelief. "I don't think so! You're not going to do that to me!"

He was no longer surprised by this side of her, which was buried beneath all that sugar, honey, and molasses she showed everyone on the outside.

Samantha rubbed her hands like cotton over his pecs. "You will because I know how much your future acting career means to you."

The top half of her button-up white dress shirt was undone with her breasts fighting to free themselves. It was also not surprising that was overlooked by Ms. Baker.

A bulge was growing in his crotch when she touched him. He'd always wanted to fuck her but it seemed that was about to happen to him!

Bennie blew past Samantha and headed for the exit. "It's not happening! I'm going to tell Mr. Hooper that Ms. Baker is passing you even though you don't do anything in class whenever you decide to show up!"

"You would do that to me?" Samantha said while pointing at herself. "I thought we were friends?"

"It's wrong that I have to work hard and you don't have to do shit!"

"I do my work. You don't know what you're talking about. Are you going to keep me from passing like Grant tried to do? I didn't think you would do that."

Bennie was holding the doorknob but didn't rotate his wrist. She was his friend. They shook hips on the club's dancefloor under the lights to the blaring of hard rock and hip hop and played hooky with her a few times.

Ms. Baker asked, "Do you think Mr. Hooper is going to believe anything you say? I think you have the school record for the amount of time you've spent in his office."

Bennie released the doorknob and walked to her desk. "You have something on me and I have something on you. We're even, right?"

Ms. Baker's sandy ponytail flopped around as she shook her head in the negative. "Nope. My word against yours. Who do you think has the advantage?"

Sensations increased between his legs. "Don't do this. I'm sorry, okay?"

Ms. Baker reached into her desk and out of her handbag came the toy that was to take his ass next, cleaned and ready to unleash punishment on his backside.

Samantha walked over to Ms. Baker. "What position should we put him in?"

"Hmm," Ms. Baker asked as she surveyed the room, stopping back on her desk. "We'll lay him over my desk like he and Grant did to me." Her eyes locked onto Bennie. "Bennie, drop your pants and underwear to your ankles and get into position!"

He stood there without a sound. That's when Samantha grabbed his belt buckle and undid it. He could have resisted but chose not to. She unbuttoned his black jeans, grasped them by the pants legs, and tugged them down.

A woman undressing him was exciting but his body didn't realize what the circumstances were!

Samantha was staring at him but he wasn't going to return the gaze. "I didn't want to do this to you, Bennie, but I have to graduate or my parents will disown me. I wish you had minded your own business."

Bennie scoffed. "Like you're one to talk. You know everyone's personal lives better than they do!"

Her response was raising his shirt, which revealed his hardness as it pushed against his red boxers almost slipping out of its slit. "You're liking this, aren't you, Bennie? You want some action at your backdoor."

Bennie still didn't let any words leave his lips. He wanted this over and tried his best to seal his ears to them.

Samantha's fingers lightly running across the hairs on his stomach as she clutched his underwear at the waist quivered him.

When she pulled his boxers down, his cock springing free became even harder. Ms. Baker was watching with her head tilted as she tugged at her collar.

Samantha squeezed his cock and led him to the desk. Her hands were warm and soft. Bennie wanted to burst but he wasn't sure how much pleasure would be in this for him.

She pressed on his back but he resisted. "Come on, Bennie. You don't want us to bring the principal back in here."

Bennie growled and slapped the desk. "Grr, I'll go get him myself. I can't do this."

He said that but didn't make one step in the door's direction. He hoped threatening them would help him escape the situation but it wasn't working.

Ms. Baker encroached on his space and curled her lips with her eyes piercing through him. "We're not going to ask you again. Lay over the desk!"

Bennie and Ms. Baker faced off, nose to nose, but the pressure caused him to crack and cave to their wills!

Bennie sealed his eyelids, took a breath, and rested his chest on the desk with his ass exposed for the women to see and do with as they wished.

Ms. Baker pressed on his back. He felt her move a bit as her other hand smacked his flesh!

Ms. Baker spanked him again. "When I tell you to do something, you do it the first time!"

She was a farm girl and her hands were firm enough to cause him to grunt. She spanked him again and his cock rubbed against the wood, increasing his arousal. Though he was sucking up the stinging of his backside, it was more humiliating than anything.

Samantha held his hands down when she slapped his ass once more. He started pulling away but she kept him still. They held gazes this time. She was wearing crimson eye shadow, had rosy cheeks, and full, juicy red lips. Her hair was draped over her left shoulder. So hot yet she was doing this to him. Almost made it all for naught. His look was asking her how she could do this to him but hers said nothing. Not a single raise of the brow, shift of her lip, or twitch of a cheek. Nada. Ms. Baker gave him a few more pops, "Pop, pop, pow." Sam didn't flinch and almost appeared to feel for him.

When Ms. Baker's spanks ceased, he heard her shifting about behind him and ruffling her clothes. It sounded as though she was undressing below the waist at least. The strap-on disappeared from the table and he tried to get up but Samantha laid on his back to keep him immobile.

Ms. Baker's fingers pulled on his left butt cheek to expose his asshole.

She said, "When you stop defying us, this will go better for you!"

He could feel a fingertip press against his asshole and push in! When she dry finger-fucked his ass with the friction of her back and forth movements, he hollered out.

"Ah! Stop, that shit hurts!" he said.

Another finger joined in and she fucked him harder and faster. "This is for what you did to me. I'm only trying to help you!"

He rested his chin on the wood and grit his teeth. He could do nothing but take it. At least her nails were trimmed.

She rammed her fingers in, twisted them around, and drove them in again. Bennie moaned from the depths of his throat but she kept going.

When she finally withdrew, his asshole was resonating with discomfort but a soothing coat of gel soon came to provide some relief. Ms. Baker rubbed it until he was slick. When her fingers left, he braced himself for what was inevitably coming next.

Samantha slid behind him and spread his cheeks. The rubbery feel of the faux cock pushed inside him. His asshole expanded to take it in and the further inside it went the louder his groans became.

Ms. Baker began with slow motions as she moved her hips back and pushed in again. She went back, almost out, and in once more. She sped up her thrusts and steadily increased the intensity of them.

"Ahhh, ohhh..." Bennie said as she fucked him with each pound of their bodies forcing more moans out of him.

The cock's tip kept massaging his prostate, which sent waves of sensual pulses throughout him. In one sense, the experience was enjoyable but in another his ass was throbbing and he was supposed to be one doing this to her. It didn't seem fair.

Ms. Baker's hips kept pounding into him. She stopped for a moment and pushed the cock in as far as it could go and Bennie couldn't help but groan. She brought the toy back only a little and thrust into him again with all she had. Each time she went so deep inside him, she kept tapping his prostate. When she fucked him with short, quick movements, she milked some semen from it, which coated the tip of Bennie's cock. He loved the explosive feelings that conjured but he still wasn't entirely enjoying being fucked in the ass by Ms. Baker.

She pulled the toy out of him and he released a sigh of relief and treated the desk like a pillow while he rested but Ms. Baker had other plans for him.

"Get on the table, Bennie!" she said. "I want you on your back with your legs up right now."

Bennie said, "Haven't you had enough? You got me, alright?"

"I don't feel like begging. Do it now or you don't pass!"

He bashed the desk, crawled onto it, and laid on his back over her desk calendar and pens and pencils scattered on it. She pulled off his pants and boxers, lifted his legs, and pushed them towards his chest so she could see his exposed asshole.

She pushed the toy in him again and wasted no time thrusting him so hard that he was slapping the desk and hollering but tried not to get too loud for people were on the other side of the door.

She held the rear of his knees and fucked him as she perspired.

Samantha took his cock into her hands and jerked on it. She jacked him off faster. He was crying out in a joy/pain mix as his body was overloading with sensations.

Ms. Baker went harder as she spanked his cheeks with each drive into him. She was shouting cries of delight too.

Bennie's eyes rolled white as the entirety of his being was rumbling and quaking. Samantha was vibrating her hands over his cock and it swelled.

Ms. Baker held onto his hips and fucked him good for another minute and, on the last of her thrusts with Samantha jacking him off, he roared and squirted a few globs of cum onto Samantha's hands. She licked her fingers clean of the sexual liquid that got on them.

Completely drained, he laid there to catch his breath and compose himself. He could feel his asshole seal when Ms. Baker took out the strap-on and he was happy for that.

When he could speak, Bennie said, "This isn't over. I'm going to get both of you for this!"

Samantha sat on the desk. "Why? Didn't it feel good when you came?"

Bennie wrestled with that one in his mind. "No, it didn't feel good to have my ass taken when I was supposed to take hers!"

She caressed his head, which was hot and damp. "You didn't answer the question."

Ms. Baker took off the strap-on and stuffed it into her handbag. She pulled up her pants and he heard the sound of her zipper and the snap of the button in front. "I hope you learned not to cross your teacher. It's a lesson that will serve you well even after you leave here."

Bennie lifted up enough to glare at her. "And you will learn not to cheat your students and give people free rides!"

He laid there and pounded the desk as the women left. He was humiliated and thought his manliness was stripped. He couldn't let it go. He had to talk to Grant.

Fifteen minutes later, he was standing on Grant's welcome mat after having pushed the doorbell. He squinted because of the pain in his rear and it took what seemed to be an hour for his friend to open the door.

The door creaked as it flung inward and Grant was there in a charcoal tank top and black nylon pants. His veins were popping out of his cut arms and his sculpted pecs were escaping the confines of his top.

Before he couldn't speak, Bennie stormed past him and paced the carpet in circles while growling and flinging his arms about.

"I can't believe they did that shit!" Bennie said as Grant locked the door.

"What did Ms. Baker and Samantha want to talk about?"

"They wanted to talk about my ass!" he said as he clamped both of Grant's shoulders and gave him a shake. "They got me, too! I didn't have a choice. Ugh!"

"I've been thinking about what we could do to get them back but look at what happened to us."

Bennie dipped his chin. "I don't know if we should do anything. We're out of there in a couple of months. Do we want to risk that?"

Grant took a backwards step and tilted his head. "What? You're not serious, are you? They tried to shred our man cards. And they are wrong for what they're doing! Did you stop off and pick up a blunt before you came here?"

Bennie was still tingling and his cock was half-erect. He was thinking about Samantha and how damn good it was when she made him cum.

"Samantha...I can't quit thinking about how her soft hands felt on my dick when she jacked me off."

Grant snickered. "Oh, that's it? She got you, alright. That's her ploy for making sure you don't retaliate against them. I knew you always wanted her and you're letting that confuse you."

Bennie sighed. He couldn't have denied it if he tried but Grant was right.

With his thumb, he caressed his cheek scruff and retraced his steps over the carpet. "Alright, fine. What should we do?"
Grant smirked. "I have another idea. Trust me."

Bennie looked over his shoulder and lowered his eyes. "Last time you said that, we both got our asses violated."

Grant grabbed the rear of his neck and focused on him. "Not this time. If all goes well, we're going to get Ms. Baker and Samantha."

"It's the 'if all goes well' part that bothers me."

"Don't worry about it. I'm going to set a trap that they'll walk into without knowing about it until it's too late. And then, we'll have them."

Bennie smiled. "I've always wanted Samantha's little ass. It's tiny, like handheld size, but cute and hot."

"It's settled but remember that we're teaching them not to screw with people's educations, too. We need to punish them so they will understand."

Bennie rested his chin on his thumb. "We paddled Ms. Baker last time. What should we do this time?"

Grant fell into the chair at his desk. "I have an idea."

The next day, when the two friends were dismissed from their chemistry class to go to lunch, they scooted and slid through the hordes of students that flooded the halls in search of the cafeteria.

Grant made a stop at his locker, which was a few yards down the hall from Ms. Baker's class. He darted his eyes around while working his fingers on the combination but saw only the hungry swarm.

Grant nodded towards the door nearby. "Bennie, see if anyone is in her class."

Bennie moved near it flat against the wall when it flew open. Ms. Baker was leaving with Samantha as they blabbered about something that blended in with the chatters and clamors in the hall.

Bennie approached Grant as he shut the locker's door.

"Grant, they just left."

"Okay, come on," Grant said as he went inside but kept the room in the darkness.

Bennie planted himself outside the doorway. "I'll keep watch."

Grant nodded and made his way towards her desk. He found it when he bumped into it and a pain throbbed in his knee.

He hobbled behind the desk, taped a voice recorder underneath, and stumbled by the chair on his way out.

He closed the door behind him. "Okay, it's done. We just have to wait and see what my trap picks up."

Bennie turned his head. "Are you sure it's going to work? It could pick up more than just their voices."

"They always come back from lunch before everyone else. Probably so they can 'go over' Samantha's grades when no one is around."

Grant tapped Bennie and off to lunch they went...

After school was out that day, they paid a visit to Ms. Baker. Of course, her partner in crime was there filing her nails with her pale white legs protruding from her skirt crossed.

Ms. Baker swiftly shut her gradebook and pinned her elbows on it when the door creaked.

She focused on the friends when they walked in. She was wearing a navy pants suit with matching jacket on the back of her chair and sky blue button-up blouse with the aroma of peaches. Her hair was curly and brown and hanging free.

"Two of my favorite students!" Ms. Baker said with a full-faced smile and happy like she just bought another pair of shoes. "I wasn't expecting you but I'm glad you're here. Both of you made B's on your parts of speech homework. If you do well on your book reports, you'll pass. Isn't that exciting?"

Grant stepped forward. "Very. I'm losing my mind waiting for my diploma."

Ms. Baker pushed away from the desk and threw on her jacket. "I was about to leave. Did you need something before I go?"

"Actually, yeah," he said as he moved in front of her and swept his hand around underneath the desk. He tore off the voice recorder and brought it into view for everyone to see. Ms. Baker gave a sharp gasp and Samantha's chin was dragging the tile! "I'm willing to bet there's something juicy on here we'd all like to hear. Let's find out."

Ms. Baker covered his hand as his thumb tried to press 'play' but he snatched it out of range.

Her cheerful attitude was replaced by a smoking rage. "You were snooping around when I was gone? I'm disappointed in you!"

Grant shrugged. "Disappointed? Well, that makes three of us."

Bennie said, "Play it, Grant. Let's find out what they don't want us to hear."

He did just that. It was indeed their bouncy teacher with Samantha's voice a little lower on the recording but it was hers.

"Samantha, I already passed you for the class but you need to show up for attendance purposes. Pretend like you're working so no one will ask questions."

"Thank you, Ms. Baker, but what if Mr. Hooper or someone else needs to see what I've done?"

"Don't worry about it. I'll let you use my book report from college for the one in my class. You already have what you need for the test. You're fine."

"Whew, I'm glad, but I won't walk if I fail Mr. Black's Algebra class. I hate math!"

"I can't help you with that but maybe Grant can? He's good at math..."

Grant cut the recording there. Samantha was out of her desk and trying to ease out of the room when Bennie blocked the exit with a snarl. Ms. Baker shrank away when Grant invaded her space with a finger near her nose.

"You're the worst kind of teacher!" he shouted. "Trying to act so sweet and helpful and you do this! You still hadn't learned! How can you do this with a clear conscience?"

A tear slid over the makeup on her cheek. "Please, it's not what it seems."

Bennie shrugged and scoffed. "Sounds pretty clear to me. We'll take this to Mr. Hooper and you can explain to him what it is!"

"No, don't!" she said through sniffles as she put her hands together. "I'm sorry! Listen, Samantha's parents helped me get this job and in return, they wanted me to make sure their daughter passed my class."

Grant asked, "Why didn't you tutor her so she would pass without cheating for her? You think this is fair to me? To Bennie who are working our butts off to pass?"

Ms. Baker showed her back to him without an answer.

Samantha said, "I was never good at school especially English!"

Grant added, "And math, chemistry, biology, music, physical education, and everything else. Whatever."

Ms. Baker rubbed her eyes. "What are you going to do?"

Grant and Bennie perked up.

Grant flipped her around. "Do you remember when I said that I was going to fuck your ass? Well, we're going to do it. That's after you get punished for this atrocity."

Samantha said, "I have to go..."

Bennie stood firm at the door with his chest forward. "No, because you're getting it, too. You need a lesson and my ass is still hurting from what both of you did."

Ms. Baker sighed while it looked as if she was counting the cracks in the floor. "Don't get me fired, please. I won't help Samantha or anyone else pass anymore unless they earn it."

Grant said, "I'll make sure of that. Both of you be at my house in an hour. If not, you know what will happen."

He walked out as Bennie opened the door. Ms. Baker's knees were crumbling and Samantha was pale—more than before.

An hour later, Ms. Baker, with Samantha in the passenger's seat, parked next to the sidewalk near Grant's house.

Ms. Baker's fingers wouldn't stop vibrating and Samantha had her hands mashed between her thighs.

"I don't know if I can go in," Ms. Baker said as she stared at Grant's door. "I know they're going to punish me even more than last time." She turned her head and looked at Samantha. "I never should have helped you. Your parents are snooty snot-noses anyway."

Samantha rolled her eyes. "Everything would have been fine if you kept your big mouth shut. It didn't occur to you that other people could be around when you started blabbing?"

Ms. Baker pulled the door handle and put a foot on the sidewalk. "I guess I'd rather go in there than be out here with you. At least they're trying to make something of themselves unlike some people who want a free ride."

Samantha stepped out, too, but stayed what seemed to be a mile behind her.

Ms. Baker took her time taking the walkway to the front door. Her knees were like dough and her heart was racing like crazy. She knew she was in for something sinister but at the same time, she wondering if she deserved it.

After stepping on the doormat, she noticed her palms were sweaty. She recalled why she became a teacher, which was to help students get an education and capture what their hearts desired. Not give them anything because life didn't work that way. She liked to think that she was kicking herself not because she got busted but because she was not what a teacher should be.

She waited a few seconds before she pushed the doorbell.

When the door opened, Grant grabbed her wrist and yanked her inside. She could already tell how this was going to go for her.

She looked around and she was in a typical family room with plush dark brown carpet, a sofa, and love seat adjacent to it. There was a lone chair in the center facing the door. Probably meant for her or Samantha. Bennie was already standing like he couldn't wait for this.

Bennie looked behind Ms. Baker. "Where is Samantha? She's a part of this, too."

"She's was with me..." Ms. Baker said meekly.

Bennie dashed out of the house and a moment later, he and Samantha could be heard spatting but he eventually pushed her inside and slammed the door.

Ms. Baker folded her arms, leaned back on her rear heel, and said, "I don't have much time. I have papers to grade."

Grant sat on the chair. "You have as much time as it takes for us to teach you a lesson. For once, be a good girl and get over my lap!"

Ms. Baker realized her hard stance didn't work. She hesitated to move towards Grant. Bennie wrenched at her arms to unfold them and escorted her to Grant's side.

Bennie spoke with firmness into her ear. "Do what he says or this is going to get worse for you."

Ms. Baker gulped but tried to stand her ground one last time.

She sighed and held one of her arms. He firmed his hand and gave her a couple of hard spanks. "Pop, pop!"

"Oww!" she cried as she rubbed her ass. "Okay, I'll do it."

She took a breath and laid across his lap. "I'm really sorry, Grant and Bennie."

Bennie kneeled in front of them. "Just shut up and take your punishment."

Ms. Baker sealed her lips. She could tell they were admiring her ass, which was pointed up at them. It made her a little wet knowing that.

Grant spanked her left cheek and Bennie swatted her right and she squirmed around as their repeated spanks were searing her ass.

She shook her feet and cried out. "Oww! Please! Your teacher is so sorry! I swear!"

They ignored her and their strong, manly hands spanked her harder and faster and the stings had her eyes wet and she was sniffling.

Samantha angled away from Ms. Baker as she couldn't watch her spanking. Probably because for a moment, she either felt bad for her or she knew her turn was next. For the first time in her life, she was without words.

Grant and Bennie continued spanking Ms. Baker and she was patting the floor like she was trying to tap out but they were just beginning.

The sounds of her spanks were somewhat loud but muffled as her ass was covered by her pants and some kind of underwear beneath.

Bennie leaned over towards her face. He pushed her curly strands aside to see it. Her tears were causing her eye shadow to run a bit and her cheeks were pink.

He said, "Stand up and get your pants down!"

Ms. Baker wiped her tears and tried to speak through her sniffles. "Please. How many ways do I have to apologize?"

Bennie looked at Grant. "Sigh, she still thinks that we'll stop because she keeps saying she's sorry."

Grant rubbed his hands in circles over her ass. She was happy for the relief.

Grant said, "She's good at teaching but needs help with learning. We'll make sure she understands how serious we are before she leaves."

Ms. Baker turned her head. "I'll behave. Look."

She slid off his lap, unbuckled her belt, and pulled her zipper down. Bennie took her by the arm to the couch. He sat as he guided her over her lap.

Bennie ripped Ms. Baker's dress pants and navy blue panties down to her knees. He was getting harder the longer he stared at her firm ass.

He gave her a spanking that caused both Grant and Samantha to wince and wonder if she deserved even that.

"Fuck me in my ass? Pass people that don't do any work? I don't think so!" Bennie said as he spanked her for a couple of minutes straight.

"Please! I'm sorry! Ouch! Oww! Ahhh!" Ms. Baker cried. "I was wrong! I won't do it again!"

Bennie turned to Grant. "I think it's Samantha's turn."

Grant held Samantha's wrist but she put on the brakes when he tried to pull her towards the dining room table.

"Look, Sam," Grant said as he stood a nose's length away from her, "Ms. Baker is being good and taking her punishment. If you take yours, I'll make sure Mr. Hooper doesn't hear that recording. What'll it be?"

Samantha looked away and sighed when she saw Ms. Baker's ass red like an apple and still being spanked by Bennie.

When she looked back at him, she said, "Despite everything, I'm still your friend. I know what I did was wrong but you know I'm not good at school."

Grant caressed her facial cheek. "I understand but you can't cheat your way through life. If you need help, ask. Like you said, we're friends, but do you understand that why I have to punish you now?"

"Um, hum."

Grant slid his arm behind Sam and pressed on her lower back signaling her to move into the dining room. She was taking the tiniest steps she could and slowed more when she neared the table.

Grant really did feel for Sam and she was a good person that made a few bad decisions that he had to make sure she wouldn't make again for her own sake.

He made Samantha bend over the table. Bennie brought Ms. Baker to the table, too, and had her bend over across from Sam so they could see each other.

Samantha noticed how much she'd been crying and quivered as she imagined what the guys had in store for her.

Grant lifted her red and black plaid skirt and laid it across her lower back. She acted as though she was going to be cooperative but she stood and tried to push her skirt back down.

She begged, "Please, can we do something else?"

Bennie walked over and held her and Grant flipped her skirt back up.

"No!" Bennie said. "Just for that, we're going straight to bare bottom for you. Panties down right now."

Samantha's hands were shaking when she reached behind herself and pulled down her red panties, which matched her hair and presumably her ass in a few minutes.

Bennie brought a spatula from the utensils rack in the kitchen and showed it to Samantha. "This is what you're getting now since you didn't do what we asked. I like you and I enjoyed hanging out with you but this is serious. You cheated and you need this."

"Yes, buddy," she said filled with sarcasm.

"Oh, you have a little attitude?" Bennie said. "Okay, have it your way. Just for that, I want to see your tits."

"Ugh, fine!" she said as she unbuttoned her white collared shirt. She pulled her bra down and showed her tits and their pink erect nipples and areolas of a slightly lighter shade. Her breasts were about average size but perky.

Bennie traced the outline of her left tit and across to the right. Samantha seemed to be enjoying it but a sharp feeling followed when he pinched her nipple and pulled on it a bit.

"Ah!" she yelped.

Bennie held the spatula up. "Do you still have that attitude?"

"No."

"I didn't hear what you said."

"No!" she shouted.

Bennie gave the spatula to Grant. "Use that to get the rest of her attitude out of her."

Grant swatted her with it. Her hips hopped into the air.

"Oww! I'll be good!" she said but Grant gave her a few more pops from the spatula.

Her pearly white ass didn't take long to glow after Grant gave her a steady flow of spanks, which caused her to grunt and groan.

Bennie went back to spanking Ms. Baker and both girls saw each other get punished. And both of them were wiggling their asses and slapping the table.

After another minute, the boys let them have a break and gave each other a nod.

Grant said, "I think both of you have taken your spankings well but there's one more thing that has to happen."

Samantha was massaging her own fiery butt cheeks and asked, "What's that?"

Bennie approached her and said, "Oh, I think you know. We both got our asses fucked and we're going to return the deed."

Both girls gasped and looked at each other.

Ms. Baker turned and asked, "Will you both promise not to let anyone else hear that recording?"

Grant said, "I promise. I know you should be fired for what you did and Sam should be expelled but I won't do it after we fuck you both in the ass."

Samantha asked, "I guess I can't talk my way out of this either but be gentle."

"We will, won't we, Bennie?" Grant said while nudging his partner.

"Right, right," he said as he maneuvered behind Ms. Baker.

She was shuddering and could hardly keep still as she awaited what was coming next.

Grant disappeared but returned with a bottle of clear gel and gave it to Bennie.

Bennie popped it open and let some of it ooze through Ms. Baker's ass. Grant pulled her right ass cheek to reveal her bud with naturally brown colored ring and rubbed the gel on it until it was slick.

Bennie loosened his belt, unzipped his pants, and slid them down until his cock fell out.

Ms. Baker flinched when Bennie touched the smooth head of his cock to her asshole but her pants and panties were still at her knees and Grant kept a hand on her back. Both were restricting her movements.

She clamped her teeth onto her bottom lip when she felt Bennie's cock press into her ass and she sucked in a hard, sharp breath when she spread to accommodate him and it popped in. She shrieked and grabbed the edges of the round table.

Grant slid in front of her and, in a soft, caring tone, asked, "Are you okay?"

She nodded through her moans and squints as Bennie delved further into her ass.

Grant held her hand and she squeezed it to where she was crushing it but despite everything, she was still his favorite teacher.

Bennie pulled almost out and eased forward again. He did the same and again, thrusting into her with more power while Grant freed his hand to give her a spanking at the same time.

"Oh, oh, ah..." she said as he smacked her flesh and Bennie penetrated her, ramming her against the table and causing her breasts to grind back and forth over it.

Bennie growled like an animal as he held onto her hips as he sped up his cock's drives into her and she was crying out louder but she was taking it like a good teacher.

Again, Samantha looked away.

Bennie, while still pounding Ms. Baker's ass, asked, "Are you going to cheat people again?"

Ms. Baker, between hollers, said, "No, Bennie! I'll be a good teacher!"

Bennie dug his fingertips into her already sensitive ass, slowed his cock's vibrations within her, letting her really feel her asshole squeeze it, and she sprawled out over the table and squealed.

Bennie slapped her ass a few more times and she yelped as the sound of his hand contacting her flesh filled the room.

Ms. Baker was truly regretting what she did.

Grant approached Samantha. "Your turn! Lean on the table, Sam!"

She was sitting on the table with her back to him and chewing a nail and tore at it as she shifted her eyes back and forth.

Samantha kept gnawing on that nail. "Please..."

Grant folded his arms and spoke into her ear softly. "I've tried being nice but it's not working is it?"

"No, I mean yes. Please don't hurt me too bad," she pleaded with her hands together in front of her.
"I'll only do enough to make sure you learn to be a good girl from now on."

Samantha grinned. "Okay, I'll be a good girl. Can we skip this now?"

"No!" Grant said as he held her hips, slid her off the table, and pushed on her back so that she was over the table with her ass pushed out towards him.

Samantha buried her face in her hands and waited while whimpering.

Grant lifted her skirt and laid it over her lower back again, and, in a swift motion, her panties were back at her ankles.

He dropped his pants and boxers and massaged his cock until it was hard and stiff.

He coated her pink butthole with the lube. Samantha watched while Bennie had a handful of Ms. Baker's curly locks and pulled her head back as he continued fucking her backside.

Now, Sam felt Grant's head push against her ass and she jumped and awaited the rest of his cock. Her eyes and mouth stretched along with her asshole as he filled it whole and she moaned aloud.

He began with an easy rhythm but sped up and was in sync with Bennie as they both punished the women's asses and all four of them were moaning, grunting, and breathing quick and hard.

Grant, with a hold of Sam's hips and pistoning in and out of her ass before going as deep as he could, asked, "Are you going to ask for help from now on instead of cheating on your work?"

Samantha squinted as he kept colliding with her hips and rocking her body. "Yes! Yes! I will!"

"You'd better!" Grant said while spanking her butt each time he pushed into her.

He pulled away from her until his tip was just about to pop out but he went in as far as he could. He eased away, his cock slowly pulling almost out, and again he drove into her, deep and forcefully. He went back to steady, rhythmic thrusts that sent feelings of a pleasurable pain throughout Samantha.

Grant leaned forward and yanked on her hair as he dominated her most sacred hole.

The guys pulled out. Bennie pointed at the floor near Ms. Baker. She sank to her knees and he stuffed his cock into her warm, wet mouth. She glided her tongue over its length on both sides. She clamped her lips onto it with her hands circled around it and was jacking him off while sucking hard on it at the same time. Bennie pulled her closer and she took all of him in and held it there.

Samantha was on the floor with her knees bent beneath her and underneath Grant sucking his sac and dragging her tongue from it, across his cock, and stopped to suck his head. He grabbed her fluffy hair and the rumbles from his chest grew louder. She took in his whole cock, sucked on it while drawing back, and sucked hard again while bobbing on it.

Grant's legs and cock tightened, he groaned, and burst into her mouth. Samantha cleaned him completely with her tongue, coating his cock in her saliva.

Bennie, stiff with cum leaking from his head, squirted a couple of streams over Ms. Baker's face, some flying into her hair, and he roared and sucked air as the energy dissipated from him.

Everyone collapsed to the tile as the aroma of sexual juices permeated the room. The house darkened as the sun was setting for the day and the illusion of nighttime seemed to make everyone feel even more exhausted.

After gathering herself a few minutes later, Ms. Baker broke the silence. "I'm really sorry for my behavior, guys. I will be a fair teacher from now on. Can you guys forgive me?"

Bennie and Grant looked at each other for a moment and nodded.

Grant walked over, held both her hands with a warm tenderness, and lifted her to her feet.

While connected at the eyes, he said, "We do but never again, okay?"

"I promise."

"I also want you to understand that what we did was for both of your own goods."

"I know. Can I go now?"

"Yes," Grant said as he released her hands. "We'll see you in class."

"Okay," she said as she turned to Bennie who gave her a nod of approval and a slight grin.

After she pulled up her panties and pants, it seemed odd to the men that Ms. Baker didn't sprint for the front door. Instead, her footsteps carried her towards Samantha who was sitting on the floor.

Samantha must have seen the intent within Ms. Baker as she tried to scoot away but she snatched her wrist, yanked her forward, and positioned her on her tummy.

She lifted her skirt and spanked her bare ass in rhythm with her speech.

"You little spoiled brat! 'Spank.' I'm never cheating for you again! 'Spank.' And I don't care that your parents helped me get my job! 'Spank.' A bunch of snooty snobs! 'Spank.'"

Samantha's hands zipped behind her to massage the throbbing out of her roasted cheeks as a stream of tears flowed from her eyes. "Ah! I'm sorry, Ms. Baker! Grant's going to help me pass. I don't need to cheat anymore!"

"Humph," Ms. Baker scoffed as she marched to the front door and slammed it behind her.

Samantha wiped her eyes. "Guys, I'm really sorry, too. I hope we can get back to being friends."

"I don't know. We'll see," Bennie said.

"Maybe," Grant added.

The next day in class, Ms. Baker was back to her jovial self, greeting Grant and Bennie with a wave upon seeing them and welcoming them. Samantha, however, was greeted with a snarl. She no longer sat in the front and instead chose a desk in the rear next to Grant. For the first time, she came to class with her books, notebook, and a pen and seemed ready to try to do things the right way.

Grant and Bennie would end up graduating and, with Grant's help, Samantha did, too. He was quite proud of that. Ms. Baker kept her promise to be fair and honest and thanked the men for not speaking to anyone about her misdeeds. Grant and Bennie even voted for her to be teacher of the year and she wound up getting it! They may have done that in part because of that night she showed her forgiveness but hey, things worked out for everybody!

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Jun 16, 2018 in blowjob

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