She wondered if Beth would put a stop to it now. The idea of the belt obviously made her uncomfortable, but as the punisher, Misty knew she couldn't ...o back on her decree now. She raised the belt above her head, then brought it crashing down onto her poor roommate.Beth squealed and began to gasp in deep breaths. Misty stopped, wondering if she had gone too far."Are you OK?" she asked with concern?"Dammit, Misty, don't stop!" Beth cried. Misty smiled and again brought down the leather strap. The requests were always made with the utmost care and courtesy and no man dared get upset if a refusal was given. They didn’t want to spoil the new Status Quo and have things revert back to the ‘bad old days’.The male population of BSC also found it so refreshing to now be able to open their trousers up and let their erection get some air. It really did feel good to be able to have your stiff cock poking out from your pants during a particularly arousing Sex Education lecture. Ms Astamendi’s. Not waiting for her to suck or lick but literally fucking her throat causing her to gag. He exploded almost immediately but continued to fuck her mouth as she tried to swallow but she couldn't. The throat fucking caused her to gage and most of the cum to run from her mouth. He carried on and on and with every thrust she bounced on Ricky's organ in her caboose until she felt him tighten and shoot deep inside her bowels.Ricky withdrew almost gently and stood up whilst another black guy knelt. It was a misfit boy named Simon who first christened her with the name. This conspicuously frail and docile boy considered it a fitting testament of Wilhelmina's ruthless treatment to him; that she seemed to him more like a boy than a girl. Privately, Wilhelmina coveted the respect implied by the reputation she had earned. Publicly, she served a steady diet of retribution to the boy with manicured nails and effeminately long auburn hair who called her names. Then again, no matter what she.