Having failed my German language mock GCSE I ended up going to a private tutor twice a week. Frau Gunther is about twenty-eight and attractive. I’m nearly seventeen, I’m fit and like to go to the gym so I was unhappy about two more evenings spent on school work but my dad insisted. If you want to find out how two girls my age were punished during the first lesson you’ll have to read part 1.
That happened on Tuesday evening and we’d been given vocabulary to learn as homework for the class on Thursday. I started learning it as soon as I got home but I was soon distracted by a group of guys I play online games with. On Wednesday I had masses of school homework to do so I planned to do the German homework during my lunch break before afternoon classes. I was doing quite well but I was running out of time.
I realised I was in trouble so I feigned sick when I got home. My dad was not fooled and took me to her front door and waited until I’d gone inside.
I tried to look confident as I walked in. “Guten Abend,” I said to Frau Gunther and slid into my seat behind Lisa.
Frau replied but carried on writing in her notebook. Lisa smiled at me and then Marie entered and took her seat. Frau looked pointedly at her watch but said nothing.
“Have you all learnt your vocabulary?” she began.
We all nodded and waited to find out how this would be checked.
Frau handed a sheet of paper to each of us. It contained some words in German and some in English from the list we’d been given on Tuesday.
“Please fill in the blanks with either the German or English words that are missing,” she smiled, “you have ten minutes.”
I managed to get eleven words out of the twenty before my memory gave in. I looked up to see how the girls were doing and realised they had learnt their vocabulary. I tried to conjure up the list in my mind and managed to add two more words.
“Right, mark your name at the top and hand me your sheets.”
A few minutes later Frau turned to the back wall, took down the tawse and laid it across her desk.
“Well done, Marie; you scored twenty. Good effort, Lisa; you scored nineteen. I will let you off this once.”
Frau looked directly at me, “Mike, you have demonstrated to me why you failed your mock exams. Unless you put some work in you will not succeed in passing your GCSEs in less than nine weeks.” She picked up the tawse. “Come out here!”
I began to step out from my desk and saw both Marie and Lisa exchange looks.
“Take off your clothes, Mike.”
I knew it was pointless arguing so I began to take off my clothes, starting with my shoes. The girls had moved forward in their seats to get a good view.
“Hurry up, Mike.” snapped Frau.
I took off my shirt and put it down on a chair. As I removed my trousers I sensed the girls leaning over their desks and I could feel my cock pushing against my underpants.
Frau almost pulled me up onto the plinth, facing the girls and flicked the tawse across my bum.
I put my fingers in the waistband and slid my pants down, releasing my erection.
Both girls let out a quiet gasp but Frau was furious and flicked the tawse hard across the shaft and my rigid member swung around in response.
“Turn round and grip both sides of the desk,” she ordered.
My erect cock lay across the desk as I bent over but she pulled me upright, took hold of my cock and forced it down between my legs and against the central wooden desk leg.
“Bend over! You made seven mistakes so I am going to give you seven strokes.”
I gripped the sides of the desk, knowing that in this position there was little the girls could not see.
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
The last stroke stung badly and I couldn’t help leaping up and bringing my hands round to stop her. “Shit, shit ..” I cried.
She didn’t wait for me to stand still and brought the tawse down across my bouncing cock.
“Oww shit,” I cried again.
“Take your hands away from your penis,” she ordered, leaving the girls a perfect view of my reddened member.
“Bend over. I am going to give you one extra stroke for getting up and one for swearing. Do it again and I won’t be so lenient next time.”
Again she took hold of my cock and forced it down between my legs as I bent over.
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
It hurt like hell but I was determined not to give her a chance to add any more strokes, so I bit my tongue and gripped the desk until it stopped.
“Get up and turn around.”
I stood up, releasing my erection from being trapped against the desk and turned. The girls nudged each other and received a glare from Frau.
“You have no right to flaunt that in front of Lisa, Marie and me.” She picked up a springy plastic ruler. “Hands on your head.”
Thwack, thwack, thwack! She delivered three strokes across the shaft, then thwack-thwack-thwack, another three across the glans making it bounce around, which the girls obviously loved from the looks on their faces.
“Sit down at your desk and concentrate or you’ll be getting more of this,” she said, flicking the ruler once more across the shaft.
The girls’ eyes never left my bouncing cock as I stepped down from the plinth and walked past them to my desk. I had to push my cock down beneath the edge of the desk to get into my chair. I felt very self-conscious as Lisa kept looking at my throbbing erection whenever she glanced back until Frau slapped the tawse across her desk and warned her to focus on her work.
Frau then stepped up to my desk, “Stand up, Mike.”
Both girls looked round to find my erection was still very much in evidence.
Frau put her hand round the thick shaft and eased back my foreskin. Both girls’ eyes were on stalks.
Frau then flicked her tawse down across my shaft and then flicked the underside of the glans on the way back, making me cry out and grab my cock.
“Sit down and get that thing under control,” she said as she walked back to her desk. “Stop staring, girls, and get on with your work.”
Frau concluded the lesson, handing out more homework to be completed by the following Tuesday. “You may get dressed now, Mike.”
I stood to get my clothes but the girls got there first, handing me my shirt first so they could stroke my cock as Frau cleaned the blackboard.
Outside, they pulled me into some bushes and slid down my trousers and pants.
“It’s so thick,” Marie whispered as she began to wank me slowly and gripped my shaft firmly.
I cried out quietly as the sensations flooded through me and seconds later I shot my load over the bushes. Lisa cleaned me up, rubbing her fingers around the head until I groaned loudly.
They shushed me as they pushed my cock back inside my pants and pulled up my trousers.
We parted and I began to head home but Marie stepped out in front of me, alone.
“Bring a Durex next week. I’m going to make sure I am punished on Tuesday, then you’ll see me naked.” And with that, she kissed me full on the lips and strode off.
