Tears dripped down her face as she howled."Foolish girl! That's another penalty, your second." Oh I can't take it! It hurts too much, it's horrible!" ...f course you can take it. Don't be absurd. Now get back in position for the rest of your punishment before I add another penalty."As soon as she was in position I lifted the cane, leveled it at the point I intended to strike, pulled it back, and lashed it hard across her bottom. This time her reaction was even more pronounced. She squealed. Now be a man of your word and make me cum.”“Fine I'll just finish this in a second.”“What the fuck is going on in here?” A voice boomed throughout the small classroom. It was one of the hottest professors in the college Mrs. Jones. “I don't know what you two are thinking but you better hurry up and get out of here. The Dean is coming this way. I won't say anything so you better get out of here.”We hurried up and got dress and stormed out of the class. On my way out I swore I heard from Mrs.. " I blushed, hoping she would just shut up about it and tell me what she wanted. She shook her head, smirking and looking at me."You weren't, hm? What if I did this?" She grabbed the rims of her shirt and quickly pulled it up, revealing her bright yellow bra. I couldn't say a word as I stared, seeing her look at me with seductive eyes before starting to laugh. "So, are you looking now?" She asked. I just nodded, unable to move my eyes from her chest. She smiled, walking over and sitting on my. All he had were questions, it seemed. Did his parents know about Hurst’s illegitimate daughter? Hedoubted it. Not that his parents were uptight about that kind of thing. Quite the contrary. But he thought that they would have at least encouraged Hurst to have a relationship with his daughter. They were of the school of thought that parents were responsible for more than the financial upkeep of their children. A parent was a teacher, a guide, a confidant, a protector. Hurst had been none of.