He hit me with the paddle 5 more times, then asked for the note again. I refused. He then pulled up my skirt and pulled down my panties.I started to s...ruggle, but he laughed and said, "Oh, now you are worried, aren't you? Oh well, you will have to face the consequences." The first slap hurt pretty bad. It stung, but I refused to cry out. He started spanking harder, each hit with that black paddle hurting more and more. My bottom felt like it was on fire.He whispered, "Beg me, little slut."My. He almost made it to the northwest corner of the fourth floor when he heard a voice shout his name from down the hall. "Dr. Walters! This is a surprise. We didn't expect to see you for at least another few weeks. Wow, look at you. It seems a few weeks in the dessert did you some good!" Linda was her name, he thought, one of the History department secretaries. He wanted to correct her, and say that the coast of the Mediterranean was not a dessert, but he just smiled and nodded, saying something. “No fucking way,” I said but then saw my cock showing through the panties and pulled the jeans on. They were stretchy and when I had them pulled on they looked more like tights than jeans. I pulled the zipper and thankfully they were snug enough to tuck my cock and balls out of sight. The door to the bathroom swung open and I heard a low wolf whistle. I turned my head and it was Lara with Pat looking right at my ass. “Nice jeans Missy,” Lara said, “I love you in them, hope you like them as much. ” Maine bola nahi par woh mani nahi. Isliye fir hum dono hi bed par the. Main kuch der ankhen band karke sone ki koshish kiya par mujhe neend nahi aa rahi thi. Maine Swati ko dekha toh woh neend mein lag rahi thi.Itne mein meri nazar unke boobs par padi. Jab woh sans le rahi thi toh unke boobs ko dekh raha tha kitne bade hai. Unke Preeti bua se toh bade boobs the. Yeh dekh kar mujhse raha nahi ja raha aur mera man kiye ja raha tha ke main unke bade boobs ko dabau.Mukhe lag raha tha woh neend.