Disciplinary Action/Disciplinary Office/First Week/Tihana/Follow Up/Impregnate/Sex

"Hmm..." you hum thoughtfully as you take in Tihana's words. You told her when she woke up about how what you were doing to her was sex and that because she didn't want to have sex it was also called rape and that you were going to make her pregnant by having sex with her. Her comments just now though suggested she did not remember you told her before it was called sex, so you are left wondering just how much she does remember.

"Tihana, I have a question for you," you tell her, getting her looking away from you in response. "How much do you remember from the last time I had you in my office?" Somehow, despite practically having her body folded in half and her staring off to the side away from you, Tihana manages to glare in the direction she's facing and the message comes across loud and clear that glare is meant for you. "Tihana, I need you to answer my question so I can tell how well the punishment is working. If you don't answer me, then I'm going to send you back to class like you are right now once we are done. I might even take your shirt too."

"What!?" She responds, her head snapping back as she looks straight up at you. "You can't do that!"

"I can, and I will, just like how the school is letting me have sex with you as part of your punishment."

"MMmmm..." She whimpers, beginning to rock back and forth nervously in her seat. "What happens if I can't remember?" She asks. "Are you going to do it again if I can't remember?"

"Tihana..." you are about to tell her it's going to happen either way, but then a wicked thought strikes you and you decide to toy with her a little bit. "That depends on how much you can remember. Start talking and we can decide whether or not your punishment is over."

"Mmm.." She whimpers again, now clearly looking a lot more worried. "You... you... umm... did things to my privates," she says in a soft voice.

"What kind of things?" You ask her, feeling your dick strain as you know exactly what kind of things as you begin to relive the memory of fucking her 11-year-old pussy.

"You... uhh.. you put something... uhh... I can't say it."

"Ok then," you respond, "give me your shirt, I'll rip it off if you don't give it to me."

"NO!" She responds, "Ok! You put something inside my... uhh... down there."

"Down where?" You ask her, too amused by her sudden turn-around of attitude and how embarrassed she is to get on her about being unclear.

"Were I pee from, except, lower. It was the hole that... umm... I started bleeding out of there before and the nurse said it was cause of my period." Tears of shame begin trickling from her eyes the moment you finally get her to say that much.

"that hole is called your vagina," you tell her, recalling from your conversation with Ms. Carmichael that the proper names for their own anatomy is something they are supposed to know from sex ed. "Also, you didn't say what it was that I put in your vagina. Do you remember?"

"Mmm.." she whimpers. "W... was it your finger?" She asks. You respond to this by unbuckling your pants and pushing your pants and underwear down to just above your knees, allowing your very stiff erection to spring free.

"It was this." You tell her.

Tihana lets out a startled gasp and her eyes are glued straight to your cock that's pointed straight at her, if you took a few steps forward it would be poking her straight between the eyes. "I... is... is that your.... uhh... boy privates?"

"It's called a penis," you tell her.

She looks at it as though mesmerized for several long seconds before finally muttering "no way..." in a low, almost inaudible voice. After that, her expression changes as though a lightbulb just lit up in her head. "That can't fit in... fit in... uhh... my place." She looks up at you as though looking for confirmation while, at the same time, her face that is already read from crying turns several shades darker in her red color.

"Well, I don't know what to tell ya'," you say to her, "my penis was inside your vagina yesterday. I put it in when I caught you drinking, and then I put it in again when you woke up."

"No way! You're lying!" She challenges you, at the same time now holding her hands very tightly over her vulva. If you didn't know better, it would almost look as though she was masturbating the way she tightly cupped her genitals in both her hands.

WIP