The boys would line up at the front of the classroom waiting to be punished. She then told me that she had often wondered what it would be like to be ...aned and if she would cry. The boys had held out their hand to receive one to four strokes of the cane, some had cried out but the majority of them had taken it well. She had said that on reflection she didn't think it was such a severe caning that they had received, knowing what she does now. She went on to tell me that two of her friends had. It was getting late in the evening and the principal was serious about suspending us. Aunty asked us to leave and go home. Sarath and I left but I waited outside to thank Shreya aunty. The hallway was empty and the principal room door was just beside me.I could not hear any of their talking. But after about half an hour I could hear aunty gagging and later table creaking sounds and her moans. I was shocked and I was in tension and dilemma if I should wait or leave. But before I decided to. Louis came back in with white silky ties. He also had a blindfold. I asked him what he was going to do and he put his fingers to my lips and told me to hush and said, "Do you trust me?" I told him I did explicitly. He said,"Then you have nothing to worry about." He then took each wrist and wrapped the ties around them and tied them smugly. He then tied the remaining tie to the post on the bed. He did that with my other wrist and each ankle. He then covered my eyes with the blindfold. He had a. I lean in close and begin to lick his ears and pinch his nipples gently as I stroke him. As he is about to come, I hear the flight attendant start to come down the aisle. I kiss his neck and whisper "Someone's coming" and turn my back to him and use my blanket to cover up.> > After she passes by, I don't turn around and resume. I want to see if he's bold enough to initiate. After a couple minutes he turns around and hesitantly spoons me. I snuggle my hips into his and caress his cock with.