All five women stared, enjoying the scene watching me rubbing my erection as it swung around while I danced in pain.Miss Edwards took hold of my penis...and forced me back into position, “I will give you one extra stroke of the tawse for that exhibition.”Thwack, thwack, thwack, a real stinger sent shock waves through my bum, I yelled out but stayed down. Thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack, thwack.“That was fourteen strokes,” I cried.Thwack, “So it was,” she replied, “you may rub your bottom.”I stood. She was his boss, too, just as she was mine. The complexities of these overlapping relationships overwhelmed him a bit at the moment, whereas I was still going strong. I had barely washed that tush, but now here I was, spanking it into next week. It felt very soft and tender on my hand as I made her bottom sting a bit from my swats.“Guess we know which one of you is a true-blue Top, don’t we? It’s okay, Shawn. You did nothing wrong. It’s just that you’re not as ... commanding. That’s not your. It's too fascinating.The newt enters the room with his two ever present agents.He addresses the State 9 guys."Ladies, if you please, follow this agent" the newt says. "Yourtreatments will be administered in another room."The agent points to the open door.The two big idiots stumble on their tall heels and leave the room withan agent following behind them. I wonder if I will ever see them again,and what they will look like. Will they look the least bit feminine,even a little pretty maybe? I find. The look on their face was priceless. They would look around in disbelief but no one was there for them to see. In bars when they were not crazy packed Andrew would find the cutest girls. He would grope their tight asses and when they turned around pissed, the wrong guy would receive a smack across the face. Drunk girls were especially fun. He would grab at their beasts and pinch their nipples. One time a petite girl was in the hall area of the washroom. She was highly intoxicated and no one.