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At Holloway School for Young Women, Julie leaned over Professor Margaret Sullivan’s desk as instructed, awaiting her punishment.

Julie was no stranger to Professor Sullivan’s ruler’s sharp sting on her buttocks. In fact, she had come to desire it quite strongly.

And today, Julie had chosen to not wear panties to class, knowing she would misbehave to submit. She only hoped Professor Sullivan would punish her more severely for breaking dress code.

Then, in her fantasies at least, Professor would notice how wet her pussy was becoming with each thwack of the ruler. And punishment would turn into pleasure as she was lifted onto the desk and Professor Sullivan would procede to go down on her.

It was a fantasy much played out in her dorm room bed, fingers attacking her clit and pussy.