I knewwhat was coming. It was a three-pack of little girls underwear. Panties.The most feminine word in the English language."Mom, can't I just wear l...ttle boy's underwear under all of this? No onewill see them. We can keep up the whole appearance thing no problem." Nonense. Again-all in. Panties are such a girly thing you'll grow tolove them once you get some more of those hormones flowing through you.I went simple again on these. I don't want you wearing anything racyuntil you're at least 12.. "You're using it as an excuse to have less work? Ten seconds? I can't believe it! You are unable to remember any name of any student you teach, you can't explain anything, and now you are trying to avoid work for just ten seconds?"Jones snorted. "You overstep your boundaries, young lady. It's not up to you to judge my teaching or methods. I do as I please. And now get out of here, before I give you an F to teach you manners. I don't have to know your names; I already know the one on the top of. . I’ll be alone with her? Completely?” He asked meekly, looking up at her in the mirror's reflection, his dark doe-like eyes wide. Joanna smirked some and nodded, eying him back, “Yeah I guess so? And don’t be so nervous Casey! You’ve done this what? Eight, nine times now?”“This will be the eleventh…” He replied softly and Joanna snorted out a little laugh.“Keeping count?” She asked smugly, clearly bemused, his gaze meeting hers only briefly in the reflection of the mirror before he blushed. It hurt as she applied medium force and then she left. Shecame back and this time after some further stoking, she did not holdback. I wondered whether I would walk again. Then she left. Thiscontinued throughout the day and we were increasingly scared when sheappeared.The whole episode was videoed and we were eventually released. Wecould not walk for several days but the whole bondage and pain kink wasone that was beginning to get to us. We definitely did not like it,weloved it. The fetish.