I hid my semi from Ben.Ben yawned, stretching. "What was all of that yelling about?" He said, scratching his head. I shrugged. Jax piped up. "Don't wo...ry about it." She said, sitting down on the table. I saw her take another sip of coffee, bringing the green mug to her mouth. Just remembering my cock being in that mouth got me hard. Ben shrugged. "Whatever, if you say so." He walked to he fridge, pulling out the juice. I took that second to go talk to Katie. On the walk to her room, something. She gave the girl in the too short skirt,heels and scandalous top a quick look over, but no more so than she wouldany club girl."Laurie. Laurie Emerick," Kayla called out. Laurie slowed, puzzling for amoment at the stranger calling her name. Her face ran through a series ofemotions that Kayla could not discern in the dim light, but she couldguess one of them was confusion. Her girlfriend, assuming Laurie wouldstill be that by the end of all this, approached."You're not ... is that ...?"Yes.. She brought out the strap and made her part her legs before, ‘thwack’, ‘thwack’… six strokes flicked across that beautiful bottom. Jo’s eyes were moist but she took these well and rubbed her bum briskly.“Next time you will be spanked without your bra and pants,” Miss McKenzie reminded her. “Now I want you both to do twenty press-ups, go.”I got to fifteen quite quickly but began to flag. The strap came down across my bum, stinging me into action and I completed the twenty. Jo had started quite. I had known of such things only from hushed, giggle filled conversations with my friends, huddled around to share our most intimate thoughts. They had not done it justice. Soon I began to adventure online, dirty chat rooms (where I might have been the only real girl), story sites, always remaining anonymous. I loved the dirty feelings it brought up with in me, a release from my structured, clean, ambitious life. I explored farther and farther, until I got here, surrounded by peoples and still.