Disciplinary Action/Disciplinary Office/First Week/Tihana/Office/Educate
Well, the guidelines do say you are supposed to explain the consequences of the punishments, so if she doesn’t know about sex then you wouldn’t be doing your job right if you didn’t explain it to her.
“Do you really not know what rape is, Tihana?” you asked her, “maybe I should tell you a little about it since you didn’t pay attention in sex-ed class.”
“Does it hurt?” she asked.
“Well, it hurts the first time,” you told her, “does your vagina still hurt from when I raped you before?”
“Uhhh…?” she groaned in confusion while you dragged her back to the edge of the table and spread her legs apart, having to overcome only a little bit of resistance, but also getting a whimper from her as she looked down at her now exposed body. She squirmed about a little in her embarrassment before reaching a hand down to cover her genital region.
“You can’t cover up your privates,” you told her, taking her hand and putting it on her knee, allowing you to both secure her hand and her leg at the same time. She responded by groaning and then trying to cover herself with her other hand, which only gets her the same result on the other knee, “Ok, I’m going to put my penis in your vagina, do you know where your vagina is?” you asked her.
“No!” she responded, clamping her eyes tightly shut and shaking her head back and forth. She sniffled at this and you could see the tears began to overflow her tightly clamped eyelids. You were forced to wonder from this what that “no” of hers really meant, as from this behavior, you did suspect she had at least some idea. Oh well, you decided you will just take it literally for the sake of being thorough.
“Your vagina is right here,” you said, releasing one of her hands and knees as you line up your penis with her slit.
“NO!” she said again, louder this time, as she thrusted her now free hand down to try and interfere with your attempts to enter her. You wound up releasing her other hand in order to secure her free hand, and it was a slight struggle for a moment until you managed to secure both her hands together in one of your much larger adult hands, while your elbows kept her knees apart and you have a free hand to guide yourself in.
You pressed against her entrance, but it was a whole heck of a lot tighter now than it was before when she was drunk. Her vaginal muscles resisted you with everything she had, you were wondering for a moment whether or not you could even fit at all. If it weren’t for the fact that your penis actually was buried to the hilt inside her earlier this same day, you would likely come to the conclusion that she was just plain too small for you to fit inside her at all. You continued to push with all you could muster though, and eventually, when there was a momentary lapse in her defenses, you managed to force your way through, spreading her entrance and forcing your glans into her previously deflowered pussy.
“All right,” you groaned, and then put more of your weight behind it as you used the ground you’ve already gained to push the rest of the way. It was incredibly tight this time, and you felt like your dick was being wrung out in a vice, but you somehow managed to get it in all the way to the hilt.
“Mmm… Why!? Why are you doing this!?” she demanded through her, at this point, freely flowing tears.
“I told you,” you said with a bit of satisfaction at having your dick buried inside her, “it’s your punishment for drinking alcohol.”
“Adults aren’t sposd’ta punish like this!” she half yelled and half cried, “you’re not sposd’ta touch my privates!”
“This is part of the new punishments,” you told her, resting with your dick-hole kissing the entrance to her fertile 11-year-old womb, “if you’re really bad like you were today, we can punish you like this.”
“Mmm… nnno!” she whimpered. You released her hands from your grip, and both hands immediately went back up to cover her face as she sobbed into her palms.
“I’m gonna start having sex with you now,” you told her, taking a firm grip on both her thighs as you began to slowly piston your dick inside her, going in and out by only about a quarter of your length, “this is sex,” you told her, “sex is when a boy moves his penis around inside a girl’s vagina. If the girl doesn’t want the boy to have sex with her, it’s called rape. Do you want me having sex with you right now?”
Tihana responded by vigorously shaking her head back and forth as she continued to cry.
“Well then that means I’m raping you right now,” you told her. Her vagina had significantly loosened up by this point, seemingly in response to her giving up on trying to prevent you from doing this. This was incredible, it even seemed better than when you raped her in her drunken state before. You could feel the cum beginning to boil in your balls, it wouldn’t be long at all before you were filling this girl’s pussy up with a second heaping load of your sperm.
“My penis is going to make something called semen in a little bit,” you told her, “do you know what semen is?” your response to this, as expected, was just to have her shake her head from side to side as she continued to cry with her hands over her eyes, “when semen goes into a girl’s vagina, it can make a baby inside her. You might get pregnant because of this.”
This information caused Tihana’s cries to become louder as she realized the full implications of what you are doing to her. You continued to thrust inside her a few more times, and then you rammed your dick up as far inside her as you could as you made good on what you just told her. You felt like electricity has traveled up your spine as you felt your penis kick inside her and belch 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 followed the first one, flooding her womb with the seed that threatened to make this disobedient middle schooler into a mother.
As your orgasm came to a close, you slowly began to release her legs. 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 rolled over and slid off your dick as she scrambled off the low changing table. 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 remind 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.