"If that happens, the massage is over" she answered abruptly. I sensed she was serious, even though she smiled. She gave me a sheet the size of Detroi... to cover myself with and I was off to disrobe. When I returned, she instructed me how to get onto the table and began the massage. She read her books to make sure she was doing everything correctly. It felt great if I do say so. I was disappointed that she never once caught sight of my cock during the entire session. She managed to keep me. Apparently he had settled in well and was working hard under Blackies leadership.I was quite late back on Thusrday evening. We had been collating all our maps for the trip and identifying places where we could pick up water and fuel. One of the problems with a steam engine is that they have to stop for water regularly. And it's no good just putting murky river water straight into the boiler. So we had a pump and filter bed built into one of the parcels vans, which would process about a thousand. The spankings lasted well over five minuets I always cried . One day I lost my temper and shouted at one of the matrons. So again I had to see the headmaster. He as usual had his gown on seated himself in the high backed chair pointed to his lap with the words over.It was a usual spanking over my knickers fairly long I was crying when told to get up pull my gymslip down and go. . The headmaster as he always did remained seated watching as I rubbed my bottom before pulling my navy blue. Nitu’s pussy tingled as he took her wrists and guided her to clasp them behind her neck, gently and politely, smiling all the time.He placed his hands on the bare sides of her slim body and let her hands caress up and down her soft skin, around her slim, gorgeous body, not like a lover, but not exactly in the limits of a tailor.Nitu opened her eyes when she heard him ask, “So what kind of a dress do you want?”“A minidress, short and tight.” She spoke in a well-controlled, businesslike yet.