This was repeated on our right hands, it was really painful.Mrs McCluskey explained that it would stop us rubbing our bottoms better and the sore fing...r tips would stop use masturbating for a day or two.The girls were dismissed and I was kept behind.This was due to the mater of the mess I had made on her skirt.She took the cane back to the cupboard only to take out a slightly thicker one.‘You have two options 6 months detention or the cane on your bottom and a treat’I was between a rock and a. Of course she would have very little idea of what kind of ordeal lay in front of her.?If the new pigs knew, they wouldn’t race,? It was a saying as old as pig racing itself and nobody broke the code of silence to the new pigs. The plan was simple. One night after she had moved in with Ray he would tell her that they were going to ?the races.? She wouldn’t have any real understanding of pig racing until she was scampering along the racecourse with the other pigs.The old timers loved nothing more. The girl hitched up her dress and shamelessly spread her legs to the sunset, propping her feet high on a pair of rocks. One hand frigged her cunt, and the thumb of that same hand rubbed her swelling clit – even as a finger of the other hand wriggled inside her asshole. Soon she was coming, crying out in pleasure, her cries echoing across the Plain of Sodom and through the Desert of Judaea, where once Hannah and Paltith had been abused and ravished and pleasured by the wicked men of the city,. I have to get my food.I don't have a maid like you do." I said jokingly.I wasn't a very big golf fan but I sat down next to Jason since heseemed so engrossed in the match. As I was watching it dawned on methat my interest in sports seemed to be waning to. As I sat there Iremembered how involved I was in sports. I used to eat, sleep and talksports all the time. Not any more. Now my interests were decidedly morefeminine, much more in tune with the life of a teenage girl. I spent alot more time on.