I felt a sharp pain, but as with thesensations from my nipples and my groin, it was exciting me; somewherethe pain had become pleasure and was turning...me on. I had my eyes closedand was becoming highly aroused. Alex suddenly pulled down my shorts andI stood naked, uncertain of what she had planned next.I felt a stinging pain and realised she had slapped the right cheek ofmy bum followed by another as she did it again. Her nails raked my backthis time and I staggered slightly forwards. Alex used. My kilt was thrown up at the back revealing my panties to Miss Morgan and Mr Davies. This was horrible. "Why is Linzi permitted a long skirt Miss Morgan?" I heard Mr Davies ask. "I'll correct the matter after lunch Mr Davies." Skirt! What a fool. Didn?t he recognise a kilt when he saw one?"The office cannot look smart if one member is not wearing the regulation uniform Miss Morgan." "Quite Mr Davies." I heard some movement and then my ordeal began. The first slash was eye stingingly painful. A. ‘Thwack!’?Ooohh!? Another muffled moan, Jo’s eyes blinking, her knees practically buckle as a point of one stiletto twists inward against the other. Almost instantly regaining her balance, again gnawing on her lower lip she attempts to obediently spread her feet wider apart regardless of the crisp pain.Her clit already showing puffiness along with the redness, the moist flesh of her vagina glistening as the dark slit widens, I feel her dampness across my fingertips as I press my fingers,. The size of her tits is that of pee nut. She uses to trim her hair on the pussy. Internal part of her pussy and outer labia was pink in colour.She is 5.6 in height and use to wear salwar kameez. Let me come back to the story. As I came back home, I went straight to the kitchen to have water. I didn’t see any servants around, though the guard was there on the front gate. I was not suspecting anything so I went upstairs to my room. After getting freshens up I thought of informing mom that I am.