" She grabbed her purse and kissed my forehead as she began to leave.As she walked faster, I thought her breasts would jump from her straining bra. Sh... gave me another one of those funny looks and left after a swift goodbye. I watched her butt jiggle as she went out the door.Myra then walked in. "Hey Kyle!" she said happily. We headed to her room to study for our chemistry test. Myra looked almost exactly like her mom with auburn hair and light freckles.She was my best friend who was a girl but. “Yes, it hit me like that too, when my wife told me our girls needed to be on the pill.” Doctor Maris says knowingly. “I have never thought about it. Yes, Sara is at that age when girl start being boy crazy.” I half lie, not wanting to confess my thoughts from this morning to him. We talk for a minute or two more. I sign all the paper work needed for my check out. He gives me four prescriptions, for pain, anti-infection, a cream to help heal the cut, and the pill. He hands me a small bag. I've also put some lotion on the pantyliner so I could have that wet mensturation feel. When I put on the thongs I got so hard that the thongs almost broke, but it was still not a time for that. I decided I should punish myself so being such a slutty girl.First I took some clothespins and put them on my nipples. Then I took a paddle, bent over, and hit myself around 30 times until my bottom was red. Then I kneeled for 10 minutes in the corner. It was time to get dressed. I took a bra and put it. Slap…. Swish…. Slap! The thick belt lands across the middle of Misty's bottom.Again and again, Sir rains down lashes, covering her lower buttocks and top of her thighs.The belt is clearly penetrating through the fabric."Ok, Misty, take your jeans and panties down for me!"She obeys and unzips and pulls both garments down to knee level.Sir draws in breath at the state her bottom is in, covered in large pink spots and matching stripes.Misty obediently lies on top of the bed, the final six lashes.