What's going on with you, anyway?"My mind was racing as I plotted a route to German class that would take me past Devers's office. "Can't talk now. Th...nks for letting me know. Gotta run!" But..."I didn't stay to hear what she wanted to say. I didn't dare really run -- the traffic patrol would nail me and I'd only be held up longer, in addition to getting detention -- but I did one heck of a race-walk. You know that wacky gait you see only at the Olympics, arms pumping, hips whipping from side. Now at twenty-five I’ve had my fair share of flings with the opposite sex but none have lasted long or been all that emotional for me. I am by far no ladies’ man but with average looks and a likeable personality I have had my share of experience with women but I never grew out of liking a good self-induced orgasm. As I stroke my throbbing erection to the point of bursting I was thinking of a girl I work with named Tirana. She is gorgeous with her long, raven black hair and tempting plump. He clenched his asshole and felt the lingering burn. “I don’t know, Becky,” he said. “Look, I’m sorry, but I think I want to stay away from Billy for a while, maybe forever… I like sucking his cock and all, but he is too rough with me. He really scared me last week.” Jeffry spoke softly, “You scared me too, Beck.” Becky felt ashamed. She looked down at the ground for a while and then spoke. “I understand, Jeffry. It’s OK.” She was going to miss having her ass and cunt cleaned and eaten. It had. “Be warned, young lady. They will hurt but please remember that you did ask me for this, you naughty girl. Perhaps after all this is over and done with, then you will be cured of your fascination with being spanked.” Amelia raised the small clothes brush in her right hand and paused before quickly laying out those first six smacks.“Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!” “Thump!”Amber Fox certainly felt them. And, just as the Head Mistress had promised, they hurt like hell. She struggled.