.. "You think..." my Mistress said as she smacked me for a third time."Three," I cried out! I felt myself tear up from the sharp pain."You aren't allo...ed to think," She said as she began to massage my butt again. I jumped a bit in pleasure as her finger parted my lips. Only a quick tease, as her hand left my butt.Whap..."Four"Whap..."Five," I cried out.I felt her hand begin to massage my butt again. The combination of the pain of the paddle and pleasure of her hands was making my body go crazy.. He had the glasses, the goofy smile and was as skinny as a stick. I figured he was probably gay; I then smirked to myself as I judged someone else as gay as I sat with a fucking butt plug up my ass and wearing lingerie."He will see you now," Eugene said."Thanks," I responded and walked into Mr. Chetty's office, wondering what he could possible have to say to me.As I entered, Eugene followed me in and closed the door. I thought that was odd, but said nothing.From behind his desk, Mr. Chetty. ”“I can’t!” she whined.And at that moment, I knew what it was. I was absolutely sure. At one time, years ago, revealing the lie might have changed everything. Now, it didn’t matter. The lie hurt, but it no longer mattered the way it would have. She had lied and deceived me about so many things that, at this point, this one was almost inconsequential.“Yes, you can. You know you can tell me anything at all, Jennifer. It won’t change anything at this point. It won’t make me love you any less. And. Really," Sandra responded with a smile."Okay then," Edmund looked relieved. "Then let's go on with the class ... um ... with the normal class, I mean."Sandra smiled at him and then looked at her classmates. She was surprised to notice that most of them also gave her a look of relief. And ... Sandra in addition noticed that Sonja, Dina and Freya were still sitting there in their underwear. And Martha had a big smile on her face, showing off her lovely breasts. Although, Martha did look a little.