“I see. Well…a young lady of your age should not know about such things, let alone be performing them during school hours. You do realize I will h...ve to punish you don’t you?”You nodded your head, more than a little nervously.“As you know…I like to relate your punishment to the deed you have performed. Remember that time you were caught littering and I made you clean the entire school yard?”Again, a wordless nod.“Well…I am going to start by humiliating you. If you enjoy touching yourself so. "The intoxicating vixen removed her hands from my neck and began unbuttoning my shirt. I willed my hands to seize hers, stop her fromdoing what she was doing, what she was going to do. My hands refused to move. I was caught in the gaze of her big chocolate-brown eyes like a deer in headlights.I don't remember undressing her, nor moving with her to the bed. I remember lying on my back with her astride me, feeding me a mouthful oftit. I had always thought Susan's C-cups were the best of the best.. Her asshole was burning and Jack was whipping her with the cane. Even though she was shrieking at the top of her lungs, the ginger in her bottom still made her aroused. She felt her juice dripping down her thighs. She wanted it to end, felt that she couldn't take it, but she also wanted it to continue. She wanted Jack to cane her, harder. After 15 minutes, at the height of the burning from the ginger and the caning, Malena exploded, as orgasm after orgasm drenched her thighs, and his carpet,. I heard a muffledvoice, then footsteps on the other side of the door, my heartbeatrising dramatically, noo noo, he was surely gone, please god hecouldn't still be here!The key entered the lock on the other side, it's rattle and clickmaking me totter back towards the bed, looking for somewhere to hide.The door began to open and I grabbed the towel still draped over theend of the bed holding it in front of me to try to cover myhumiliating nakedness.He walked in, fully dressed, smart trousers,.