Making the girl eyes open with the pain, although she had realised that this would happen the actual occasion was even more than she thought she could...control. She gripped the ropes tightly not daring to even think about touching her clit to sooth the pain there. "13, 14 and 15 thank... thank... you Mistress." She finally said.Mistress Sharon walked to her and inspected Trinity's body, the marks of the whips showed vivid scarlet on the girls' skin, Sharon traced the line of the last stroke as. Before I knew it, my face was covered in her aromatic nectar I wondered if she could feel me any longer as she was soaking wet. She moaned and purred like I'd never heard any girl before and her cunt juicy as I'd never come across. Just massaging her the past two weeks made me horny like I'd never been. Her beauty was so overwhelming and our chemistry could not compare.Many nights, I found my hands between my legs at the thought of her sex but it was nothing like I'd dream. The past couple of. And let's not mention detention. The boy’s mothers loved the change in behavior of their son’s. And for the few father’s that disagreed; most changed their tune in time with ‘encouragement’ from their wives, and teachers at parent-teacher meetings.A crew of staff entered the classroom mid lesson. They rolled in a new torture device on wheels, to the corner of the room. It was a wooden X. it had straps to restrain a boy in place, so that he would be forced to stand spread-eagled. Miss Andrew’s. . she has to spend weekends in Chicago getting fussed over like she's some kind of queen and then refuses to even think about a parade." What the hell is this about a parade? What kind of a parade?" A parade for you. To welcome you home from the war, just like they do in other towns. I've seen it on television." I don't want a parade. Who came up with that idea? That's just plain dumb! They don't have parades for one guy. They have parades for an entire unit. And besides, I wasn't in the war,.