Then I can hear the clicking of his camera phone.“Your ass looks so beautiful, all red-hot!” he says as he takes another picture. “Now, your pun...shment will begin.” Again he is digging in the bag. I’m afraid of what will come next.Slowly I can feel him spread my ass cheeks and begin to lick and probe me with his tongue.“No! Not there! Please!” I try to say, but the gag just makes me sound like I’m moaning.Slowly he licks my asshole and my pussy, playing with my clit and putting his fingers. —ILL CUT IT OFF! Sure, dear, I was only kidding around, I said limply, astonished by her fury, but Joan soon made clear she was interested in more than apologies. Get out of those pajamas and get down on the floor naked on your hands and knees with your ass up in the air!!! she shouted at me. Meekly I met her demand. Joanie emerged from the bathroom with hairbrush in hand, and before I knew what was happenning she was flailing away at my rear end until I found myself begging her to stop. When. He was leaning over me, with one hand on my back and one on my chest. His massaging gradually got lower and lower until one hand was massaging my buttocks and into the top of my slit and the other was on my stomach and just into the top of my pubic hair. Then he pointed at my genitals and said"You have a lovely soft body, and these are especially beautiful. I would love to soap and clean them; that is if you don't mind me touching you there."I said I didn't mind him touching me if he wanted to.. I was beginning to become frustrated.A couple of months later, and it was our last week of class. By now all of the frustration I was feeling was starting to affect my grades. Last period of the day and I was just already dreaming of getting the fuck out of school for the day.“Alright class, enjoy your weekend, and study hard. Oh and Jason, stay after please.” She told us.Damn, I thought.“So Jason, is there a reason why you have F’s in both of my classes?” She stared at me angrily.“Well, uhh,.