The arousal I experienced while over his lap quickly waned. This was not going to be a sensual spanking. My mind was transported back to my teenage y...ars and the sense of helplessness spankings. My whole world was centered on the pain and burning of my bare butt. At some point, I realized I was verbalizing those pleas, "Please no more, I'm sorry, I won't do it again," all to no avail. Not that I wanted it to stop. My words transformed into sobs and then to tears, gasps and snot running out. "Princess Michelle, Iguess since we are your security detail maybe we should introduceourselves. I am Chris Lewis, maybe you remember me from school?" Weren't you very slight of build and kind of a nerd?" Yes, that was me. I chose the manly path that your father offered andthis is the result. I am now muscular of build and get stronger everyday. All of us here, chose that path and are glad of our new bodies." How did my father accomplish that, the results are amazing. I think youhave also. Rough fingers ran through Noel’s lips parting them slowly, making her shiver. The fingers made a beeline towards her breasts and slightly pinched her nipple through the thin material of the tank top she was wearing. Her body was shaking with anticipation for what was coming next. The fingers slowly made whorls around her nipple and then rubbed them slowly. She could feel fingers inside her panties rubbing her swollen clit. By this time her cunt was dripping with her juices. The strong hands. Stewart,” the classroom teacher said.“Dr. Stewart,” the former National Achievement Scholar hissed.“My apologies,” mumbled the little white girl.“To what do we owe the pleasure, Dr. Stewart?,” Jack checked.“Jack, please call me Rochelle. First of all thanks for meeting me on short notice. I wanted to talk about my son’s academic performance thus far.”“Okay. What’s going on?”“Well, Jeramiah hasn’t gotten a grade of higher than a C-minus on any assignment.”“Rochelle, it’s still earlier in the.