“Was it on the bare?”Simone seemed happy enough to tell us. “I had to drop my skirt and knickers to my ankles and bend over the Deans desk. She ...ot out a senior cane with a hooked end. I knew it would hurt as I have been caned several times before. So I just stuck my bottom out and waited. The Dean went on and on about my attitude and what was I thinking of bringing cigarettes in. Then she gave me the first stroke. I can tell you it hurt like crazy as it was like a cold caning and my bottom was. “This came Friday for you,” Kate said. “Well, it came to me to give to you. I got a letter, too. It’s a birthday present from my family for us.”“What on earth did they send us?” I asked, looking at the label. It was addressed to Kate with a message under the address label that said, “Do not open. Read the letter.”“Okay,” Kate said. She was out of breath from dragging the thing in. “According to the letter, I have to go out of the room while you open the present. You have to follow the. ” Ted seemed keen to hear more and the evening slid past.It was ten thirty when the candles were lit again, the cuffs were placed on her wrists and her hands secured above her Ted produced a riding crop for me and a leather belt for himself, asking how many strokes she wanted. She said “she wanted nothing extreme, just gentle telling strokes over every inch of her body” by the time we stopped it was to all tingle, if it took ten or a thousand strokes we were to do it, enjoy ourselves and not. His mind was racing, full of thoughts of Amy, Kirsty and the words written inside the book: ‘Kirsty is going to change her mind and ask me to come over to work on the presentation. But when I get to the door, she is going to suddenly feel uncontrollably horny.’ James was struggling to believe it, despite all that had happened earlier in the day. But things had already been set into motion. Only moments after it was written in the diary he received a call from the beautiful Kirsty. He could.