I should have walked to her but my feet seemed to have taken root in that very spot. Reaching out to me she spoke. “Ceres, why w...ren’t you in your place and ready for your afternoon spanking?” I couldn’t think of a way to weasel myself out of this situation. Taking her hand reluctantly I looked down at the ground. “Answer me please, Ceres.” Too upset to care I told the truth. “This girl is sorry ma’am. She thought she heard you say one thing, but. She clenched her teeth to suppress a moan as she slid her hand under her panties.As soon as her fingers contacted wet flesh, it was like an electric shock through her body.She jerked in the seat, jostling her chair. Her cheeks grew pink, and she flicked her eyes from side to side. She caught Brad's gaze and wished she could shrink into her seat and disappear, her blush deepening.She averted her eyes. She had intended only to tease herself, just enough to gain some pleasure and satisfy her urge.. It's pretty cool in an old-world sort of way; as well as the normal business, science and humanities subjects, they include other electives that would be more at home in a Swiss finishing school, like deportment and etiquette. It's supposed to prepare us to be tomorrow's leaders of society – you'll never get the CEO's job if you serve him from the right instead of the left at a dinner party – or worse – you stand talking to his wife for half an hour with your slip showing. Hey, maybe there's. "Debbie began to pant and sweat, her chin quivered as the goblet was pressed against her lower lip. She could smell the strong odor and see the golden liquid start to flow towards her mouth."Do not let a single drop of our bodies fall to the ground. That would be an insult to all," he commanded.Debbie slowly opened her mouth and felt the goblet resting on her lower lip. The high priest then tipped the goblet higher and the foamy golden liquid began to fill her mouth. It took all the will power.