Afterwards the 18 year-old thinks she recognized the voice of the one had punished her at the school.Punisher’s POV:I was the disciplinarian at a re...orm school in upper New York. I always wore a mask to remain anonymous. We got the ones from that rebellious time of life known as “the teenage years.” Our girls were sent to us to spend their remaining senior year until they graduated from school.Once they came to us, they did not leave until they graduated from high school. We had permission to. I sat down next to him and I leaned in and planted my lips on his. In almost no time he gave me a little tongue and his hands started to wander. I leaned back out of it and asked if he wanted me to take off his clothes. He nodded and I leaned in for another kiss as I pulled his shirt up. I unbuckled his belt and unbuttoned his jeans and he assisted me in getting them off. Now came the part I wasn’t quite yet sure about. I helped him out of his boxers then cautiously took him in my hand and. "The skinny blonde one with the stupid designer top and purse!" Igestured "She's got like, two bubble blonde bitches flanking her oneither side." Oh! I think I see her. Wow, her makeup's really on point." Not helping, dear." Sorry." He frowned, a little embarrassed."Uhg. I hate her so much. Just seeing her brings back all kinds ofhorrible feelings." Teenagers can be really cruel." He gave me a sympathetic look beforeturning to look back at Essie. "If you guys went to high schooltogether, what's. At that time this was the most erotic event in my life. Theproblem began the day after. I felt dirty and sick. What bothered me wasnot only the disgusting aftertaste which I still could feel in my mouth,but also the fact that I performed such a submissive act. This revoltedme. Suddenly loosing my virginity turned from a dream into a nightmare.In my mind this would be my ultimate submission act, being fucked. I feltlike a cow being conducted to a slaughterhouse. In other words, I didn'twant to.