For the rest of the evening, Mistress Lynne taught my wife about corporal punishment. I was whipped, cropped, caned, spanked and paddled. At the end o... the lesson, Mistress Lynne put a chastity belt on me, cuffed my hands behind my back, and locked me inside a small steel cage on the floor. The two women left me in the dungeon and went upstairs, saying they'd be back in "a while". "A while" ended up meaning the following morning. I awoke the next morning in a good deal of pain. My legs. She naughtily pondered the idea of teachers rewarding good grades by filling the mouths of their star students with her luscious brown poo, surely this would be a great incentive for all the girls. Finally the bell rang.At lunchtime poo was the number one topic amongst Claire's group of friends, they all showed off the naughty smelly lunches their mothers had all packed them, poo sandwiches and poo banana substitutes were all the rage. While they all knew about the special lunches that Claire. Melissa just about managed to keep a straight face. Unbelievable! Roger was actually apologising to her. She was treating the poor bastard like a piece of shit, and he was the one saying sorry. Ok, so let's really have some fun with him! 'You're ok with being called 'Fatty' then, Fatty, are you?' Melissa said. 'Should we say that 'Fatty Hargreaves' is your actual name from now on?' Roger just kind of twitched again. 'Say it, ' ordered Melissa. 'Say 'hello Melissa, my name is Fatty Hargreaves.''. Thomas if you are here, and doing this for some reason, put my clothes back before I get home from school." She went and got the full slip and put in on and then back to where she had kicked the baby doll thong, it was gone. "God damn it, Thomas! This has gone on long enough. I want my clothes back, I need underwear for school, damn it." Her dad entered on the ending of her tirade."Who's Thomas and why is he taking your clothes?" he asked. Sarah realized she had to tell her dad, even if he.