Martin was used to taking control over young ladies as his school was still one of the few to retain corporal punishment in the form of the cane acros... the bare bottom in his office . It was for this reason that his school had a waiting list of two years.The school uniform was a little old fashioned but Martin had no plans to change it .Black patent leather shoes with a two inch heel , a very short plaid skirt , white regulation cotton knickers and a white blouse with the school tie and a navy. He slid up my gown and saw my lacy red transparent panty matching with my gown. He smelled it and kissed it deep and slowly removed it with his teeth.He moved up slowly kissing my thighs and planted a kiss on my vertical lips. I got so horny till that time, I could not control. He opened up my pussy with his fingers and pulled out his tongue and placed it on my pussy. His fingers were massaging my G-spot while his tongue was busy playing with my pussy.I kept moaning more and passionate. In. ” I was only half listening as my bottom stung so much and I was crying but maybe subconsciously I realised there was more than one person watching. I looked sideways and saw several pairs of legs and when I squirmed around so I could look up I saw four or five smiling faces. “Hullo Miss,” I heard several girls say. I lowered my head and cried out as much from the continuing pain as Helen started to spank me again with the clothes brush as from the humiliation I felt from knowing so many. Ruben figured it probably was safer not to go to Vegas again, soon, either, since he was a tiny fish in a big pond there. His brother's repeated warning to stay the hell out of Arizona when not working was fresh in his mind. His brother had somehow heard he was going to Phoenix to spend some time. He'd come yesterday from God knew where to cuff Ruben along the head while Ruben worked a hand-truck, pulling pallets out of the hot trailer into the hot warehouse."Stay the fuck away from where they.