Hot For Teacher: Filthy Foot Pervert Punished

Nomad’s knuckles white on the sink. Caught again. Miss January Seraph and Miss Dragonlily drag him out of the boys’ room by the hair. Athletic bodies. Tight skirts. The corridor smells like trouble. They bend him over a desk, rip his pants down, and start swinging: open palms, hard canes, zero mercy. Balls get clamped, yanked, flicked until he yelps. Then the real lesson begins. Stockings peel off, toes press against his lips. He licks soles like a dog while they laugh. One heel plants on his cock; the other slides into his mouth. The foot job is ruthless—fast strokes, cruel pauses, spit dripping down his shaft. Ass worship next. Face buried between strong cheeks, tongue working while two straps are buckled on behind him. First cock rams in without warning, then the second. Double time. Deep. They switch angles, slap his back, make him beg into the wood grain. Every thrust slams the desk forward an inch. By the end his hole is wrecked, his load drying on the floor, and the two mistresses still stand over him, heels clicking like timers counting down the next round.