Erotic tutor session(3)

“What are you- “ She could feel the sweater being lifted over the curve of her ass, pooling warmly around her lower back and her heart quickened. The swift smack didn’t sting much more than her pride but the one that followed triggered something in her that she had never felt before. She was humiliated, to be sure. Eternally grateful for the fact that they were alone here in this room. More still than that, she had heat pooling between her legs and a desire unfurling in her stomach that nobody she had ever played around with before had managed to trigger in her. Mr. Edlund’s grip on her wrist tightened just enough to keep her from lifting from where he had put her. “You can’t do this! Get off me!” The heat in her words betrays her true subject on the feeling. She had never had anybody not put up with her shit before. Let alone to put hands on her in this way. She could see him standing just behind her. His attention seemed to be on her ass, which she was sure to wriggle just enough to