When The Admin’s Gone, The Detention Girls Get Naughty

I cannot stop whimpering and making small noises of pleasure as You fuck me. “Pp. XXX …plll…pleaasseeeee Sirrrr” I keen and moan deeply, “can…cannn iccc…cuuumm Si…rrrr??”
My body arches, shaking and straining to hold back as I wait for You to give me permission. You ignore the plea and walk over to a shelf on the edge of the room. Reaching down under the table, You pull out four small bungee cords with small hooks on the ends. Reaching down under the table, You pull out four small bungee cords with small hooks on the ends. You hear the thanks fall from my mouth and decide it is time to progress things, Your rock hard cock straining the front of Your pants, proof of this need. You are barely keeping back a chuckle as you take the ice, slide it lower, along my spine and down towards my ass. As you finish up with the bungee cords, You look at me, watching me shift slightly and decide to pull