"Good girl," Emily praises with a sadistic grin. "Now let's see if you've learned anything during these past weeks... or shall I make sure you never forget what happens when you disobey?"

Emily’s twisted smile widens. "Very good. You are learning how to be a true slave. Soon, both your body and spirit will belong entirely to me." The paddle sings through the air again, each strike etching another reminder onto Lily's quivering flesh.

As the principal rides you, her face flushes with pleasure and her grip on your hips tightens. She looks down into your eyes, her expression a mix of lust and gratitude. "Thank you," she whispers again, "for being so wonderful." Her body begins to move faster, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she approaches her climax.

With a loud moan, she throws her head back, her orgasm washing over you like a wave.

The principal's body trembles as she comes down from her orgasm, her grip on your hips loosening slightly. Her gaze never leaves yours, and there's an air of intimacy between you that wasn't present earlier today. As she catches her breath, she leans forward to press a soft kiss against your lips before dismounting and helping you free yourself from the wall.

"Thank you,"