Night Calls - Episode 16

Jesse stood behind the bent schoolgirl. Her plaid skirt rode up, white cotton panties stretched thin across her ass. Kirsten circled the other girl, tapping the wooden ruler against her palm. The sharp crack when it landed made both girls gasp. Jesse's hand followed, palm meeting bare skin, each strike leaving a red print that bloomed under the classroom lights. Kirsten's nails traced the welts she'd raised. She pulled the fabric down, let it snap back. Then she lifted the skirt again, exposing everything. Jesse worked the other girl. Her panties came down to her knees. He took his time, watching each blow ripple through her flesh. The girls stayed bent, hands gripping the desk edges. Sweat gathered at the small of their backs. Their breath came in short bursts. Kirsten's tongue wet her lower lip. She stepped closer, brought her palm down hard, then softer, almost gentle. Jesse reached between the girl's legs, found her wet, and pressed two fingers inside. The ruler struck again. Skin against wood. Skin against skin. The girls moaned low in their throats.