My high began to wane, and I began to sense the energy building in my abdomen, my thighs, my cock. When we got inside I started to kiss her again, dee...ly, running my hands all over her body. I removed her jacket. I rubbed her breasts through her blouse. I kneaded the palm of my hand into the trap between her thighs, and in a few moments, over her buttoned jeans. I felt a torrent of pressure burst from her chest. She was panting and writhing from an introductory orgasm. I saw in her eyes, that. This might be the only time I had such an advantage, and I intended to use it. I tensed and prepared, noticing from his quick shift of weight that he was about to move.He roared, clearly meaning to shock me off my guard, but his attack was clumsy, a heavy armed swing aimed at knocking my blade aside as he moved forward to grapple me. I moved my blade to evade the swing, and launched a lightning fast riposte attack, lunging forward with the point of my saber level with his throat. Too late he. The blonde went back to the cabinet and selected a long bamboo cane and flexed it before walking back behind the girl. The strokes landed with a fury, as the blonde counted, “1, 2, 3..” and the audience chimed in, counting each blow as the victim cried and danced. The blonde stopped, lifted the cane above her head and, with the crowd shouting, “Do it, do it,” let fly a strong blow which sent the girl swinging on the trapeze like a tether ball on a rope, legs flailing the air, tears streaming.. .' Claire's thoughts got cut short by the feeling of her teacher's hand smacking down onto her ass cheeks. "Ahh!" She let out a cry of unexpected pain. "That's it, you dirty little slut. You've been so very naughty..." SMACK. Claire's ass was burning with tingles of pain. Mr Sutherland was pleased to see a red mark spreading underneath her see-through little panties. SMACK. With every spank, Claire let out another cry of pain. She squeezed her thighs together, in an attempt to ease the.