When Mrs Denver reached the sit spot the pain level increased and Nikki was yelping louder losing count of the strokes. The cane was now biting in to ...he backs of her legs and Nikki was tensing her whole body but hanging on to the table as stroke after stroke bit into her quivering throbbing bottom. It was a battle. Nikki against the Headmistress. Mrs Denver saw Nikki’s arms straining to keep hold of the table as she caned the 23 year old. l. She kept on caning the 23 year olds bottom but more. Maine kaha- arey yaar itna paisa tmhare bete ne kiya kya.prema- pehle is jhanjhat se nikaloon tab usko dekhoongi abhi to izzat bachani hai.maine kaha prema deko itna paisa chota nahin hai meri bada bhi nahin hai par tum chukaogi kaise bartan manjne se aur mahrigiri se nahin chuka paoogi.prema- kaise bhi chuka doongi mehant mazdoori jo kahoge aap main karoongi par kahin se paisa de dijye aapko nahin maloom kaise log hain mere ko kaise kaise nocha hai bhaiya mai hi jaanti hoon, abhi bhi dard ho. Stupid move. No response from her. She must have heard me, though. She was probably thinking, ‘no shit, Sherlock,’ or maybe ‘gee, do yah think?’ Going that fast was scary, but I certainly didn’t want to criticize or complain about her driving. Who knows what she’d have done in response, but whatever happened I was sure it would hurt. And from my experience with Miss Frobisher, I guessed the pain would start with my balls. God knows where it would end, though. The first drop was yet to fall,. Meanwhile, I gaped into those gray eyes of his and got wetter and wetter.It took me forever to realize his hand was under my mini and creeping up my leg. My thighs opened up, and when his hand actually brushed against my pussy, (no, I wasn't wearing panties, I've almost given up on them 'cause I love feeling the breeze waft its way up my skirt and the fact that someone might be checking me out.) I clamped my legs together and trapped him."Did I frighten you?" he asked, appearing extremely.