Her strokes were the perfect blend of firmness and pull, her soft hands, her amazing spit made me cum in a minute after she’d begun. I came all over...the bedsheets, her and mine. As I came, I crawled closer towards her and put my hand over her shoulder. She was shaking as well.She then started sucking on her right hand forefinger lasciviously. I lay there watching her suck and lick on her fingers and then both of us lay silent and motionless for a few minutes looking into each other’s eyes. We. Even this was very short lived as the next thing she did was to beat meagain with the paddle because I didn't stand up and curtsey to her whenshe entered. Not content with just that, she told me to report to herafter breakfast, of which I was able to eat very little. My concern wasproved justifiable when she gave me an enema then fitted me with twomore instruments of torture. They consisted of a gag which was locked inmy mouth by a harness round my head and was phallus shaped, reaching. "That was your warmup," I giggled. "Proper spankings are delivered on thebare bottom." I continued to move the panties down but couldn't slide thenoff without Steve raising himself. "Lift your bottom," I commanded.Steve started to struggle and said, "No Jennifer, that's enough." Now now Girly," I replied. "Don't be naughty or I shall have to findsomething harder to spank you with." No," stammered Steve, then "What?"I looked around momentarily unsure what I could use as I didn't have. “Bend right over, young lady!” Ms. Storey commanded sternly.The Head Girl obeyed without question and pushed herself right over, resting her head on her arms. The Deputy Head Mistress got to her feet, picked up the slipper, which she placed back on her desk. She picked up the strap and cane in her right hand and looked over at Rebecca, who was staring at her, open-mouthed.“I think twelve strokes with my strap and then twelve with the nursery cane will be sufficient, don’t you, Miss Mulligan?”.