Whistle. WHACK!"Four, Thank you, Miss Smith." Now it felt like I had four parallel straight-line burns on my ass."You're doing very well. Only two ...trokes left.She tapped my dangling balls and penis, then Tap. Whistle. WHACK!"Five, Thank you, Miss Smith." This will be the last stroke. Be sure and stay in position and do not rub your ass until I tell you to."Although the cane stung my bottom, I still had an erection. The heat from my spanking and caning kept me sexually excited.Tap.. They were only just starting to dry. Her room was extremely hot. She had the temperature set higher than the rest of the house. She was already starting to sweat, as was Randy. They both felt a cold draft though as the air was being pulled out into the rest of the house through her open door. Without hesitation, Randy walked over and closed it. "That's better," he sighed contently.Tiffany was glaring at him when he turned around again. "Of course I don't enjoy getting fucked by Jon. I mean, it. " I'm thrilled that heappears to be saying that he will allow me to go.He smiles at that and continues, "Anyway, mostly my business is makingmy customers feel good. I have a number of employees working for me,and they are happy too, I'm pleased to say. One of my businessesinvolves interviewing young girls like yourself. I have found thatthere are places for girls like you in my business, they are actually indemand, more so than I can supply at times. If a girl passes theinterview, I bring. Putnam knew what Beverly was going through. She had been down that road herself. After all, she was a single woman, in her mid-forties, who was dean of an all-girls' school.Not exactly the best way to burn up the dating circuit! Which is why she had come up with this rather novel way of solving the problem. And she had found a couple of the other teachers who also needed some way of handling the stress of single life. Now she had a student who needed to find some way to stop the distractions.