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“Don’t touch me!” screamed the girl as you tried to force her hands away from her eyes.

“Look at me when I’m talking!” you ordered.

“No! You’re naked!” she replied, shaking her body to prevent you grabbing her.

“So are you!” you reminded her. That had an effect, as she froze an instant before her hands jumped to cover her crotch. You now could see her eyes tightly closed, while tears flowed freely.

Taking advantage of her change in position you launched over her, grabbing her wrists and pulling them up. She was small enough that you could hold both wrists with one hand, but she started squirming and wailing.

“If you don’t cooperate, things are going to be much worse!” you warned her.

“Noooo! let me dressed… or at least… a diaper,” she begged between tears. It was a stark contrast form the bumbling drunk girl you’ve raped earlier, the increased coordination allowed her to resist you better, but now that she was thinking, the stress of the situation made it much worst for her, “please… stop… it hurts too much… my head,” she said, and went limp over the table.

“The sooner we finish your punishment, the sooner I can sent you to the nurse for an aspirin,” you said, letting go of her limp hands. The moment they were free, Tihana grabbed her head and squeezed her temples.

“Pleeeease, just let me go…” she begged.

Now it was your turn to massage your temples. The way she was, you could easily overpower her and rape her right there, adding another load of fertile sperm into her baby factory, and part of you really wanted to do just that. On the other hand, since her punishment indicated she had to return several times for further injections, you really didn’t wanted each time to be a repeat of this fight.

“Tihana,” you said, forcing your voice even, “you did a very bad thing, and like it or not you’re gonna be punished,” her only response was to turn her head away from you, she had yet to open her eyes, “tell you what,” you continued, “I’ll give you something for your headache if you promise you will cooperate with the punishment afterwards, Ok?”

The girl immediately nodded, then squeezed her head when the movement gave her a pain spike, “Fine…” she added.

“No, I don’t believe you,” you started, “if you really mean it, make me believe you,” the girl whimpered, and turned her face towards you, her eyes still closed, “and look at me when you do.” you insisted.

“Please…” she said, opening her eyes and looking at you through her tears. You saw how her eyes darted down, to your naked (and now slightly soft) member, and back up to your face, “give me something for the pain, I…” she swallowed, and her eyes darted side to side in a clear attempt to make up something, “I will… let you… do what… whatever you…” she paused and closed her eyes again, “it hurts too much!” she said.

“Not good enough,” you said relentlessly, “promise you will cooperate without complaining or fighting back.”

“Fine, I will!” she said, “I’ll look at your privates and let you… let you look at… mine.”

“What else?”

“I won’t complain… or fight…” she said.

“Good,” you said, walking around the changing table and sitting on your chair, “I’m giving you a chance, I really hope you don’t squander it. Now, come and sit on my legs,” you ordered, patting your naked thighs, where your cock was beginning to recover. Tihana’s eyes got big as she noticed your member, but before she could complain you proceeded, “you said you would obey without complaining or fighting, if you can’t even do this, I won’t give you the aspirin.”

Tihana’s whimpering intensified, but she slowly got off the changing table and walked over to you. Since she kept holding her head with both hands, you could finally appreciate her naked body, last time you were too preoccupied trying to make her a mommy to acknowledge how this girl was becoming a woman. Her hips were beginning to define themselves and her budding breasts would soon need a bra, especially if they filled with milk for your baby. You were still ecstatic that the girl had confessed of having her period about a week ago, making it very possible that she would leave your office pregnant.

“Turn around, sit with your back to me,” you instructed her, and helped her get on, “open your legs,” you insisted when she tried to sit to your side. You had to force her a little, but she didn’t fought back, and finally her naked ass rested on your legs, your hardening penis poking her backside.

With one arm holding her tight against your body, you opened a drawer in your desk and produced a mild analgesic and a bottle of water, which Tihana quickly opened and empty in two drinks along with the analgesic.

“It still hurts…” she complained.

“It takes time to act,” you said, moving your hands to her head to replace her own. You then started to massage her temples, head and neck, knowing that would help with the pain.

You smiled at the girl in your lap started to relax. As fun as forcing yourself upon her while drunk, taking her virginity and filling her possible fertile womb with your sperm was; straight up rape was not really something you enjoyed. Sure, asserting your power over a helpless girl was exciting and you wouldn’t shy away from it, but if Tihana was going to become a recurrent occurrence in your office, you knew rape was going to get boring real fast.

With this in mind, you started moving your hands lower, while massaging the naked girl in your lap. She leaned forward as your hands moved down her back, pressing on her shoulders and forcing her muscles to let go all the stress she had accumulated during the day. You weren’t a masseur by any stretch of the imagination, but from an early age, you and your sister had discovered how pleasant mutual massages were, and how easy they became erotic in nature, so you had a good idea of where to get this.

When you got to her lower back, Tihana was purring in your lap, and you decided it was enough, this was supposed to be a punishment, after all, and your rigid cock would not wait any longer.

“Does it still hurts?” you asked her, moving your hands down, all the way to her buttocks. Tihana shook her head, apparently too relaxed to speak, “good, then we can go on with the punishment.”

And with that, you lifted the little girl, so your erect member could go between her legs and quickly dropped her back, making sure to align her recently deflowered orifice to your organ.

“Whaa…?” was all Tihana could say before your cock pierce her pussy once more. She had been so relaxed that your member managed to penetrate almost to the middle before her muscles contracted, stopping your advance, and giving you a very pleasant squeeze. Last time, in her drunken stupor, she had been so loose you had trouble believing she was a virgin. Now, her tightness confirmed she had been, as you had to fight to push the last inch of your member into her, “what are you doing!?” she exclaimed as your glans touched the end of her pussy, kissing her cervix.

Using both you hands you kept her there, forcing her down as she tried to move away, “I’m giving you your punishment,” you informed her while you started thrusting in your chair, fully enjoying the sensations of being fully surrounded by a barely pubescent pussy.

“Your… thing is in my privates!” she said, apparently not fully grasping what was happening.

“Yess,” you said, feeling the first sparks of your release getting closer, “you know what that means?”

“You can’t… you shouldn’t touch my privates…” she said once more, trying to get away, but with your arms around her and her legs wide open she had nothing to gain leverage, “it’s gross! it feels weird! Stop!” she begged, tears once more flowing from her eyes.

“We’re having sex,” you said, ignoring her, “this means you’re no longer a virgin,” Tihana froze at that, apparently finally grasping part of what was happening. You felt her vaginal muscles contract around you, trying to get you out, but that only kickstarted your release, “and soon you’ll also be a mother,” you said as electricity traveled up your spine, your penis kicking inside her and belching out a pretty decent load of your semen deep inside the crying 11 year old, “Gaaaa… Mmmmm!” you let out a loud groan as several more follow the first one, flooding her womb with the seed that threatens to make this disobedient middle schooler into a mother.

As your orgasm came to a close, you slowly began to release her body. The very second she felt your hands leave and before you even got the chance to slide your dick out of her on your own, she immediately pulled up and slid off your dick as she scrambled off your lap. She seemed to stagger toward the door for a moment before instead running off into a corner and curling herself up into a ball as she continued to cry.

Well, that sure broke your ability to enjoy the afterglow of the experience. It seemed she was quite clearly distressed from that experience. It pained you to see her suffer like that as a result of what you just did to her, but you coldly reminded yourself that the guidelines actually did say the girl is not supposed to enjoy the experience. So, in putting her through so much anguish, you actually were doing your job correctly.

• Time to move on to the rest of her punishment.