”“Oh, you are not touching me, you sick bitch!” Becky snarled and then marched out of the classroom.I just smiled. Another successful makeup che...k. I pulled up my sweatpants and looked around the room. None of the others were just hot enough to need my treatment. I whistled and headed out. I would find other girls. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Liz“God, she is such a slut,” I said, shaking my head as the gangbang in Mrs. Daniels's class was underway. Last semester, the boys had to ace their. It was a genuine birch rod as used in the British legal system for the punishment of delinquents until the 1940s, although it was used in prisons after then and in the Isle Of Man until the 1970s.There was a card on the table indicating that the last birching sentence in this town had been carried out in 1948.Michael's attention was drawn to the item and he found himself wondering just what it felt like to receive a thrashing on the bare buttocks with an item such as this. Michael had never. Dana handed Mika a small tube of moisturizer from her bag. Mika sat beside me and emptied the entire contence on the small of my back. With slow steady strokes, the cream was spread all over my arse. Every now and then, Micas’ finger would slip around my arse hole but in to it, just enough to arouse my sensitivity. I began to anticipate each stroke. Would she finger my arse this time? No? Maybe the next time. I was becoming aroused. My cock began to awake from its slumber and the blood. I reached up to cover myself, but he pushed my hands away. Relax, he said. You're going to like this. I was shaking, I was so nervous. Mr king moved his hand up and down slowly. My heart pounded and my breathing quickened as I watched him. After a couple of minutes he asked, how does that feel. GG good I stuttered. He squeezed my balls softly with his other hand. After a minute he said, bring your knees up. Legs spread and my knees up, my butt was fully exposed. Mr king said relax, you're going.