The sound of rap music coming from his place filled the air. My heels are high so I slowly climb the flight of stairs. holding on to the rail. I do...’t want my shirt to rise more that it is already..or mess up my hair and makeup, at least not yet...i want him to see the artwork I did. from the tall sexy patent leather shiny heels to the sexy tight pencil skirt and blouse I’m wearing...I look like a naughty librarian i even wore my glasses to add to the look. We been roleplaying for years,. He came down stairs looking tired and a bit bored, he sat down and Jennyask "how was your day hunny, have fun?" he answered "no school is boring,tomorrow were swapping back!". Jenny said "I Don't think so", Danny lookangrly at her and started shouting "you can't tell me want to do I'm incharge". Jenny moved quickly grabbing Dannys wrist and pulled him accrossher lap, pulling down his trousers and started slapping his bare ass andshouting "DONT YOU DARE, EVER RAISE YOUR VOICE TO ME, LOOK AT HOW. At first there was no reaction from the blond. Then her face contorted as the spray began to do its terrible work. She cried and was trying to rub the spray off, tears streaming down her face.“Tell me, what does it feel like.”“Master, it burns terribly. The spray on my tits feels like they have been stung by a swarm of wasps. I almost want to tear my own tits off. As for the spray on my clit, that feels like I have had a nail driven through it. Please Master, could you possibly get it. Miss Strictwell then reminded Angela of the reason for today’s punishment and what she was going to get. In the same strict tone of voice, Miss Strictwell explained, “You failed to do your homework twice this week and got a double detention. That means you need to get twelve strokes of the cane, young lady.”As it was the usual punishment at college to be caned for a double detention, Angela naturally saw that as the perfect reason to be caned. She remembered when at sixth form college she was.