So, I haven’t been doing as well in school lately as I should. It’s just a pain in the ass to study and do those stupid tests. What’s the point? I’m pretty, I plan on sleeping my way to a good job, then sleeping my way to the top. Sounds like a pretty solid life goal, right? Well, Daddy doesn’t think so. In fact, Daddy is sooo NOT pleased right now. He got the mail before I could snag it and found my report card, all D’s. As soon as I got home Daddy called me into his study. First he asked me to explain my report card, which I obviously couldn’t do. Who cares if I wanna ditch class and go shoe shopping? Well, my smart mouth answer only made Daddy even angrier. He reached up and slapped me across the face, knocking me back against the desk. Daddy reached down and hitched up my skirt, squeezing my ass cheeks and ripping my thong off of me. He bent me over the desk and began to spank my bare cheeks with his big hands. One, two, three, over and over again. I’m crying now, but when Daddy takes off his belt I’m screaming, but my pussy is getting soaking wet and my clit is throbbing. Daddy marks a path from my ass down my thighs until I’m burning hot everywhere. Daddy spreads my legs open and puts his cockhead up against my tight little asshole. He whispers that this is gonna hurt, he’ll make sure of it. He pushes his cock into my sweet ass and it fucking HURTS!!! He throws it all the way in, reaching up to push up my shirt and bra. He grabs my titties and thrusts, rocking me back and forth on the desk. I don’t like it, I wish he would stop, I promise him that I won’t do it ever again. Daddy puffs and pants in my ear as he pummels me into his desk. I cry and beg him to stop. Daddy finally cums in my poor, tender asshole, pulling out to watch it leak out of me. Daddy promises that if he ever sees my grades like this again, that he’ll make it hurt worse next time. I promise I’ll be a good girl, Daddy.
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