..I'm pretty sure I was born that way...my parents were not huge believers in corporal punishment but I got the odd spanking with the hairbrush when I...got out of line...A lot of my early recollections were at school either bearing witness to a classroom spanking or me being on the receiving end.But it was the 1970s and the slipper still ruled the classroom.It was a giddy unexplainable excitement I felt when seeing another pupil being beaten...the sounds the reactions as I sat there watching. Soon they were back at their room and trying to slide the card key into the lock. After several tries they managed to succeed and all but toppled to the floor. "And you said you are not drunk." Katie said laughing as she tried to keep her balance. "I am fine. You are the one throwing me off balance." Lisa argued. Katie pushed Lisa up against the wall and placed her hands on both sides of her head. She leaned in and pressed her lips to Lisa's. Lisa wanted this more than she knew because when. “Katie you have to stop this, I don’t like you like that”. she looks down and sees my hard cock. “well your cock seems to feel a little differently about this whole situation.” with that she grabs a hold of my cock. This startles me and I slip from her grasp and get out of the pool to head up to my room. Lying on my bed with my head spinning, think about the situation I am in. stuck in a moral dilemma. I lie there until night comes and then I drift into a sleep. CRACK. A loud clap of thunder. 'good point' he said, trying not to sound dejected. 'wait' she said striding to the door. She popped the key into the back of the lock and turned it, she turned to face him and flipped the lights off. Pitch blackness for a moment. Silence except for movement coming from near the door close to him. He stood up and began to speak 'what...' but she came close to him, putting a hand on the small of his back and putting a finger to his lips. 'shhh' she said 'keep going as you were' she whispered.