sponges. One of the fingers, he slightly bent and pressed through the fabric on her clitoris. - You do not want me to miss and hit the whip right on your sweet pussy? You're not ready for this, anyway, bye.

Sensing the movement of his fingers, Anya leaned back and fell silent, trying not to give her excitement a groan. The doctor felt how wet she was and she knew that, but the last thing she wanted now was to hear it from him. It is better spanking than such a shame. The girl felt like a whip stroking the skin around her panties, startled, and immediately felt a biting blow right in that place. She shuddered from the strong pain, jerked and immediately felt a pleasant wave of sensations from the pussy, which rubbed the Doctor's fingers through her panties. A second blow followed, Anya screamed in pain, continuing to twitch, all wriggling, but not letting go of her legs and not bending her knees. Her pussy seems to have gone mad and gave signals that Anya was unable to decipher. After the next smashing blow, Anya moaned from Ani's mouth.

The beats were rhythmic and the movements of the girls repeated this rhythm several times more, after which Anya lost control of herself for a few seconds. To her amazement, she discovered that there were no more blows, but she continued to move to the beat, trying to press her pussy against the Doctor's palm, trying to grope his finger with the clitoris. She tried to resist, but it was too late. She covered a powerful orgasm, not at all like the ones she sought, caressing herself. Her body squirmed in the strongest spasms, groans did not give in to control, and her pussy was overflowing with juices. The pleasure was indescribable, but she had never been so ashamed. She was ready to fall under the ground, violently ending in front of another man, about whom she caressed her pussy. Finally, she froze, lying with her eyes open, feeling the moisture of her juices streaming down her burning thighs to her ass and the Doctor's hand still lying on her pussy.

- Clever - said the Doctor, but from such praise Anya felt even worse. - In fact, the blows should have been almost doubled, but let it be a great example for you. If you do not resist and behave well, with punishments you can finish much faster. With these words, the Doctor removed his hand from her pussy. It was at least some good news. Anya let go of her legs, immediately covered her hands with the blows. Sensing how wet she was, she immediately sat on the edge of the couch, holding her hands between her tightly compressed thighs and lowered her head. Her cheeks were ablaze with confusion.
- There is nothing wrong with such a reaction. You are an adult girl and this is perfectly normal for you. Do not worry, I will not tell anyone about this punishment, and I will not tell about others. You only need to complete the task and for today you will be free. And do not worry, more today you will not be hurt if you do not resist. Agreed?
- Yes. - She said confidently. She didn’t care, now she was ready for anything, just to run away from his eyes.

He took her hand and led her to the chair. Sitting in it, he set it in front of him and unzipped his fly. Taking out his penis from his underpants and pushing him out without taking off his pants, he sprawled in his chair and sat Anya on his press. He lowered her legs between his own, dropping the wet and hot fabric of her panties directly onto his penis.
- Take it with both hands. - He ordered and Anya, looking down, was taken aback. She had never seen a member live, although she knew very well how it works, but she considered it to be almost a figment of what was in the porn movies - so large copies were kept there. The Doctor's cock, partially covered by her pussy, was so big that when she finally wrapped her arms around her with both hands, she saw the tip of his head. Anya felt his heat and throbbing and for a second imagined that he could be in it.
- Well. Now make me too orgasm, and you can go home, I promise.

Anya had no experience and she began to work intuitively, while diligently, in order to quickly be free. With one hand, the Doctor climbed under her bra and began to play with her breasts, while the other got into her panties and began to stroke her pulsating pussy. So that she would not be distracted, he explained that in this way he would reach orgasm faster, and she did not resist. Finally, when she was already beginning to get tired of monotonous movements, he removed her hands from her private parts, squeezed her legs around his member, pressed him more tightly against her panties - she barely managed to remove her hands - and, squeezing her ass, began to fuck her with force between the hips.

After a few frictions, he began to cum, leaning back in the chair stronger and pulling Anya behind him. Cum from a member splashed trickles on her stomach, thighs, sometimes reaching her breasts. Anya froze and could not move, taking with her body a fiery hot white liquid. Finally, everything stopped.
“Our lesson is over,” the Doctor said, not letting the girl out of her hands and not letting her stand up. I give you great for punishment and good for the task. I am waiting for you next Friday. Come an hour earlier and lay out the devices from the bag on the table, then you can wait on the couch. Now go to the shower, give you five minutes for this, after that you need to go downstairs, I will call a taxi. Do you understand?

- Yes, Doctor. - Anya answered on the machine.
- Well done. - The doctor released Anya and set it in front of him. “Oh, one more thing,” he said, turning her to face her and rising from the chair. - I love you and I hope that you will quickly become a perfectly trained and obedient girl, and in a year, when everything is over, I will help you to fulfill your dream and never again think about the lack of money. With these words, he rewarded her with a kiss on the lips and pushed her towards the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes later, sitting in the back of a taxi, Anya tried in vain to somehow gather the thoughts about what had happened that were in her head. The only thing she understood was that in a week she would have to (or on the contrary, would she finally wait for the opportunity?) To come again.