I know not to cover myself. my tits are shaking as i am.You move to the centre and sit on a coffee table and tell me to get over your knees. Everyone ...s quiet. i struggle to get in the right position trying to keep myself covered. After a few hits you move my legs apart and i am expected to keep them apart. You tell everyone to watch how my cunt gets swollen and wet and how my lips part. You carry on, spanking me, hard. i am struggling not to cry but the tears come. Also the feeling of. .” “you just figured,” Alicia Denton interrupted, “that you would ignore proper procedure, well, young lady, this is going to stop right this instant or I can guarantee that you will not get credit for this course and subsequently will not graduate, do I make myself clear!?!” “Yes, ma’am,” Samantha replied softly, “crystal clear!!!” Samantha got up out of her chair and was about to leave when miss Denton asked sharply, “and just where do you think you’re going!?!” “My next class,” Samantha. Tiff pointed towards a cage that was in one of the three rings. The cagewas made simply of one-inch wood doweling painted black to appear likesolid metal. Inside are three pedestals much like a large oak bucketturned upside down and are painted gaily. I recognized them instantlyfrom circus films where a lion or tiger is placed and controlled by alion tamer.Victor's voice came once again, simply saying to me that I knew the partI had to play. And so, using those memories of circus films I got. '" Why wasn't I put in with the male PSCs?" I asked. I couldn'tbring myself to call them 'pissers'.A closed-mouth smile crossed her face. "Honey, look at you! You've been shaped and ... ahhh ... re-educated to be a girl. Pretty is what was wanted for you, and pretty you are. And justwait till you see how your reflexes kick in the next time there'sa man or a woman lying naked next to you, maybe pushing a finger inand out of your bum. How you'll go wild the way any girl would,and even orgasm.