Ich h?tte vieles, waspassiert war und passieren sollte, nicht geglaubt. Aber jetzt gabes kein Zur?ck mehr. Und sie wolltees so.?Dann werde ichdich z?u...en m?ssen!??Dann wirst dudas wohl tun m?ssen!? Und um zuunterstreichen, wie wenig sie sich durch Worte w?rde fesseln lassen, begann siewieder gegen meinen Griff zu rebellieren. Verdammt, daswar schwieriger, als ich gedacht hatte. Sie war wirklichentschlossen, dieses Spiel zu spielen.Entschlossenerals ich? Nein. Was ich da erf?hlt hatte, wollte. .being cheeky...drawing in the back of your maths book!....these type of things guaranteed you an afternoon of squirming on a hot sore bottom until you went home and could check the damage in a mirror and give your bottom a thorough rubbing...Ah it was heaven!I also enjoyed the voyeuristic aspect of seeing an unfortunate youth receiving the same treatment.... most teacher's at my school favoured the slipper which was a battered old plimsoll or tennis shoe applied with vim and vigour to the arse. But this was before I found out he was married. The more I got to know him, the more I found myself wanting him, and it was a little bit of an ache in me, knowing he was taken, so I tried distracting myself with an attractive guy who just didn’t do it for me in the end. When I found out that your marriage was, well, the way it was, I couldn’t help myself. I suppose I’d be a little ashamed if he hadn’t given me such pleasure. And, of course, the whole time I was convinced I wasn’t really. Her husband had been killed in a car crash a few years before and they had not long been married. I can remember the wedding as my mate was dressed up in a flash suit for the first time in his life. I remember being outside the church after ward with Mum as her close friend was the mother of the bride. It was a hot day, as usual and everyone sweltered in their suits and dresses. After she was married, she lived with her husband just a few doors from where I lived but never saw them much at all..