She looked at me, beckoning me to follow. I started for the couch, my cock leading the way.I sat down on the couch with her, my cock at full mast. My ...ister was only in a lacy white see through panties. My God! She was so beautiful.Ginger pushed me back and spread my legs. My cock was right in her face! My cock started twitching standing straight up like that and my sister smiled. She lowered her head, I held my breath and closed my eyes. I opened my eyes just in time to see Ginger's mouth. Breathing a little heavier, her heart begins to race, the sound of blood coursing in her ears as she hears her Master approach, one slow, deliberate step at a time. Every second seeming an eternity, as her Master draws out the moment in a cool, calculated, controlled manner.Crack! She winces as the sting of the paddle penetrates her being. Crack! Moaning softly as pleasure mingles with pain. Crack! 'Had enough my love?' her Master enquires tenderly. 'Learnt your lesson, have you?' Nodding she. My head arched back. The toilet seat rasped. My body blazed with delight. My feet kicked out, bumping the door. It rattled. Creaked.“Yes, yes, yes!” I moaned, kicking the door again. It rattled harder. Then it popped open. “Oh, fuck!” I was too close. I whimpered, my eyes squeezing shut. The door creaked on its hinges. Only that wasn't my stall door that had moved. Someone entered. Heels clicked on the tiles. There were three other stalls they had to pass. They wouldn't find me. My hand stroked. ” “Not as embarrassing as the other option I was considering.” “Anything,” he replied, “anything but demotion." “Very well, I had thought you deserved a good thrashing on your bottom. However, I would need to talk to your Father first.” “Please don’t talk to my Dad,” he paused for a few seconds, “I’ll take the thrashing if I can stay as Patrol Leader.” “Right, if you are sure. This will not be some gentle slap across your bum. It will hurt.” “I will take my punishment as long as I don’t get.