”“I didn’t mean to look at them,” I said with a gasp. It was difficult for me to reconcile the language she used to her composed and elegant s...yle. I was desperate to make her believe me. Despite what she was doing and her apparent enjoyment I couldn’t shake the niggling feeling I would get into trouble. I was a product of the times. Young, naive, not a virgin – although my experiences to date couldn’t compare to Mrs Hallam, the attic, and her photos – but I was still afraid of authority.. My head raised up as a long moaning sigh was heard as he pushed himself deeper and deeper into me. With one final push he sunk his cock deep into my pooper. I could feel his balls slapping my pussy as he began to pound deep and hard into me. He grabbed my hair pulling my head up as he plunged deeply in and out of my puckered shit hole.I began to gasp in deep long breaths as he pounded my shitter with hard deep strokes. My mouth fell open as I began to moan and sigh out. Yes , Yes uh huh uh huh. The girl screwed up her pretty face, waiting for the punishment. "Do you understand why you are going to be punished young lady?" Said Mrs Strickland."Yes Miss" replied the girl."Right!" She said with satisfaction.Then Mrs Strickland slapped the quivering little lady bottom."Ow!" shrieked the girl."That was nothing young lady. I don't want to hear complaints from you!"Then she slapped again near the bottom of the buttocks, much harder this time and there was another shriek. Her little ass was. After about 20 blows with the paddle, Lisa was a blubbering mess. Her ass and thighs were a bright red and she was bawling, and crying, begging for mercy. Lisa's makeup was destroyed, as evidenced by her mascara running in rivulets down her cheeks. It was almost comical looking at her now. At school, Lisa had always taken great pains to ensure everything was picture perfect with her appearance. Her clothes, hair and makeup had to be just right all the time.Once she had calmed down some and.