Maybe they had the wrong address. The knock came again and I rose to my feet, letting my t-shirt d**** down and partially cover my nakedness. I went t... the door and opened it a crack. “Yes?” “Is this Ms. Em’s residence?” a voice asked. I saw a blue eye peer in at me. The accent was soft and sweet. Something from the south. “Yes,” I answered again. I could feel the juices from my pussy dripping down my legs. I wanted to finish what I had started. My visitor moved closer to the crack in the door.. .. "I had no idea," Clarissa cried, tears pouring down her cheeks.She'd had no idea that Allison was so kinky... or that she would becapable of such an evil act. It was only made worse by the knowledgethat in her own rage and anger, she had done almost the exact samething... "No...worse..." Clarissa grimaced in shame as she thought about the fact thatshe had just raped and humiliated someone whose only crime had been tosay 'no'. And more... she had cast a spell on him which would leavehim in a. Stepping into the kitchen, I found a young man, and a young lady, making out, the girl sitting on the kitchen counter, the guy positioned between her spread legs, and nibbling on her neck as she giggled. He had one hand up under her t-shirt, obviously making a play for her breasts. I cleared my throat and he removed his hand from under her shirt. Neither said word. “Where is Eve?” I asked. Again, no one answered. I found Eve sitting on the back porch, talking with her cheerleader friend,. "But surely Abbot ,when we leave College we will have sex with who we like,and enjoy our bodies !" Amy said."I still have many past pupils come to me today Amy longing to repent and feel that corporal mortification is the only way to repent".Amy suddenly knew that she too would be one of those past pupils someday.The Abbot recommenced the spanking,much to Amy's delight although she was feeling pain,it was a pain she was enjoying ,but thought it prudent to cry out,just to make the old Abbot feel.