She approached me after Gym, one Friday afternoon, and explained how her Math Teacher had given her a Bitchin’ work assignment and she knew there�...d be a Pop-Quiz coming up, she just knew it, and would I please, pretty please, come over to her house and help her cram-study so she could pass the test.I reluctantly agreed, but I was still a “Nice-Guy” and I relented after her pleading and begging and her seemingly hopeless situation.Well, we proceeded to her house in the suburbs that afternoon. " No, you don't ever talk to me like that. I don't know if it's thehormones, but you need to learn who is in charge in this house."He sat next to her and dragged her over his lap."Don't you dare move!"She felt him raise her skirt, his hand rubbing her buttocks through thesilk knickers. She felt his hard cock push into her stomach."Who pays for this lovely underwear?"Slap"You do."SlapThese were not play slap this was a real spanking, she started to sob."Who makes all the discussions?"Slap"Y-you. I can feel the uncomfortable arousal building up in my panties, the need to be released is stronger today then any other. I'm too lost in my thoughts to see her sitting directly across from me, her big grey eyes staring at me as I dream of her strong looking hands caressing the skin on my waist as she teases me from behind while I continue convulsing against her. "What's your name?" The accent is thick, London maybe, sexy. I can't tell if it's in my imagination or not, but my pussy dampens even. I'm sorry I didn't show you how to use it," Ned said, trying to sooth the dissatisfaction I felt for being confined to quarters for the weekend."That ain't all," I said, angrily."What else, Sam?" The other guys have two pair of shoes so they always have a spare." We'll take care of that when you come home next weekend," Ned assured me."That ain't home to me," I countered. He didn't say anything so I continued my rant. "You should see the football shoes and pads they gave me. The shoes are two.