So, it turned to lust, which made me stick my hand down my skirt. I felt my drenched underwear and surely jiggled even more at the feel of it. I loved...it but still didn't know why. They were my students, so I knew it was definitely wrong, but my twat didn't care.I rubbed it through my panties for a moment and felt some juice escape. I had some juice coming down my legs too, and getting to my feet. That certainly made me jolt, and tremble too. I wasn't sure how long I'd want to keep watching,. I certainly had never had someone ask me to spank their pussy, but I once again yielded to her request.With her legs entirely out of the way, I gave her sopping labia a quick slap and her reaction was a deep and elongated roar. Her feedback took me by surprise for a moment, and it took her begging, "Please keep doing it," to bring me back to reality. I continued with quick swats every few seconds while ever-increasing their clout. Her moans were getting quite loud, and I moved a hand to her. I had just passed the entrance door when I felt somebody behind me, but when I tried to turn my head, I received a hard knock on my back and then all went black for me…When I woke up, I found myself lying head down on a soft bed, naked, my hands and feet tied to the sides; also blindfolded, but my mouth was free.I tried to raise my head, but then I felt a sharp pain again. The knock had been too severe. I opened my mouth to shout for help, but then a violent slap in my face convinced me to stay. Sister Lucia took the knout in her right hand and lashed it over her left shoulder on to her back. She did feel it land, but it didn't really hurt."Sister Lucia," Monsignor Flavin's voice was full of tender solicitude, "You will have to strike much harder than that. Moreover it is a time-honoured tradition that scourging is applied to bare flesh." You mean I am to..." her voice trailed off."My child, I do not say this for my own satisfaction," he lied, "but for the sake of your immortal soul..
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