. it does wonderful things for me... your dad smacks my bottom nearly every night and when you're not around he spanks me over his knee and uses a sli...per or a strap and even canes me. When you stayed with your Aunty last month he made bend over in the lounge and gave me I started to smack her bottom over her lacy knickers 'Harder' I spanked harder. 'HARDER much harder' Her bottom wobbled and dimpled and she began to gasp at each stroke but she. (paused)Teacher – It’s what? You have a lot of explanation to do. What were you doing in my room and why were you kissing me?I got frightened. I was not getting any word. I started crying. Seeing me cry she came close to me and said.Teacher – What happened why are you crying?Me – Promise me what I am going to say after that, you will not hate me or tell anyone.Teacher – Ok promise.Me – I… I… I’ve been in love with you the moment I saw you. I say in love. I don’t mean a mother-son,. Her name was Jasmine, and she turned outto be as pretty as her name. I hadn't been able to figure out her level ofexperience with D/s because she was shy and reluctant to talk about such thingsonline (kind of cute really). After a couple weeks of emails and a couple ofphone conversations, we agreed to meet to have a drink and possibly dinnerat a local restaurant. When she first walked into the restaurant I was immediately impressed. Asdescribed in her online profile she was 5'6", medium length. "I never said I was married." I won't tell Mum what they have called us, she might just do one," she warned and commented on the artwork above us as beautiful.Zoe and I had showers, separately, and got changed. I had brought with me just some jeans and T-Shirt with a black shirt to cover my arms if it was cold.Zoe wore a light gray vest top with short pale denim dungarees and I gave her a grin as she put a lightweight coat over her. "What?" Oh nothing," I answered her dismissively. I did not.