It was a fastball right down the middle. Jeff did his job in making him work, but Rusty blew a fastball by him to get the strikeout.Wolf was up and I ...as in the on deck circle. Rusty threw another fastball right down the middle. Coach motioned me over."I want you to hit the first pitch out of the park. He knows we are taking the first pitch."I nodded and stretched and got ready to bat. Wolf also struck out. Rusty was getting into a groove. He was going to be hard to beat now that he had settled. But once the luck made them a pair, he just couldn’t get enough of it. Owen was a petite redhead, always well-dressed, a little too serious for his age, liked by almost everyone that knew him. And Ryan… well, he was just some average dude. Likeable and funny for sure, but he knew he was missing something. Something that would make him more than a background for all his more popular friends. And there he was, shirtless, making out with the cool k** while everyone was watching.Time slowed down. I started tearing up a bit but I was actually proud of myself, I think this was the first time I didn’t gag too much. John started forcing my head up and down while he was pulling my hair. “Good girl,” John whispered under his breath. He let go of my hair and started rubbing my back. I can usually make him cum from a blowjob in a few minutes but he was lasting longer than usual and my jaw started to hurt so I thought I had to get serious. I started sucking on his cock hard and fast while I. Arousal when realising the long held fantasy of being caned was going to happen today. The excruciatingly unbelievable pain and the uncontrollable tears when she was caned. The sexy stinging sensation of her bottom afterwards and the exciting touch of the ridged weals. Finally the ecstatic string of glorious orgasms she gave herself as she played the caning over in her mind. She shuddered at the thought of the caning itself, reckoning it was too painful to be repeated. Well, the fantasy.