One of her past inventions was the ball end plug. It had a small ball built on the end of the plug. This was a favorite thing she used when one of her...maids got a little lazy or slow in the performance of his duties. If the pathetic thing needed rest, she certainly could oblige.Installing a six inch length model ball plug up his precious rear she would then make him sit on a wooden stool, then strap him down tight making the ball end of the plug put a hard pressure up his sissy butt.It wasn't. I was staggered to see that nearly 85%, yes, that is the correct figure, 85% of all entries were from punishment slips made out by Mr. Simmons. Additionally, headmaster, you are excessively brutal in the way you beat the boys. Just take a look at these photos of the buttocks of boys whom you have caned excessively in the last year, for truly piffling offences, none of which merited a caning and certainly not the thrashing you inflicted on their naked buttock.Frankly, if the police were to see. Iimmediately started up again though as I felt what I discovered was myleash whipping across my ass. "Don?t stop yet girl we have just gottenstarted." Was Vicky?s only comment. This kept up for 45 minutes if Islowed down I was promptly whipped with my leash across my ass. I sawMaster Harold walk by a few times and pause to stare at me with a smileon his face. Finally when I was sure I was going to die the class endedand Master Harold walked in and spoke with Vicky for a moment. Icouldn?t hear. “Well, we’re not going to know you can heal someone unless we try.” He replied. He sat down on the other side of Maggie, and turned to her. “Hold my arm,” he said, “and Paul - you hold Maggie.” As I reached out to her, and she to him, Frank picked up the knife and drew it across the palm of his hand. The flesh immediately opened up and you could see it turning red in moments.“I think he’s been watching too many violent movies.” Maggie said to me. I was too shocked to respond. I could see the.