She knew that it wasn't proper or right, it wasn't what people would call normal, but she also knew it wasn't wrong. Nothing that felt so wonderful co...ld possibly be so wrong.The moment she left her suburban house and walked into his residence there was no going back. This is what she had wanted, maybe she had moments where she thought of going back to her past life, to the comforts of the upper middle class, yet the doubts always fade away replaced with the knowing that this is her place in. Her chest and hips must be around 34, and her waist not more than 26. She had long, silky straight hair. The most impressive part was that she was extremely sweet by nature (at least from her first impression).She freshened up and changed into shorts and another similar white tank top. I was still in my joggers. I thought it might be embarrassing to change into boxers. I showed her the entire house, and she really liked my bedroom. The room had RGB led strips running on the edges of the floor. If only I had been good during the semester and hadn’t let my marks drop. I could have avoided this entire thing. The entire time I stood in the corner I could feel his eyes staring at me, making sure I was obeying his orders not to move an inch. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he told me to come and stand in front of his desk. I did as I was told, determined to not get myself into any more trouble.?Young lady, do you understand why you have been spanked and put into the corner like a. Eventually we got up and prepared ourselves to return into the public eye. It took awhile because Lisa was still unsteady. I took her lightly by the hand and we walked back to the main beach. "What shall we do now?" Lisa asked. "I don't know. We have all night." I stopped and turned to her. I brushed her hair away from her face. She was glowing. "I don’t want the night to end to soon." Her smile widened. "Well we could go back to my room; the only thing is that I have someone staying with me.".