At about this time, we moved from Buckingshire where I had been at a local Grammar School (no corporal punishment) into Putney in London, where I went...to a minor Public School, where slipperings and canings were commonplace. The first time a boy was called out to the front of the class for talking to his deskmate during the lesson I was agog. When he was told to bend over I got a sort of nervous excitement - his tightly bent over bottom was right in front of me - wow. The Master went to his. He didn’t have any doubts that we’d disobey him. He just assumed we would follow his command, that it was the only way for the world to make any sense that we would submit to his will. He was so strong, so hunky; if we had a big brother like him... Clint strolled to the front door of the reddish-brown house, leading his sister by the nipple, stretching out her nipple. She hurried after him, her butt plug flashing between her naked butt-cheeks. I felt like a leash bound me to Clint, pulling my. I got to within forty yards when a bullhorn amplified voice blared:"Ike Blacktower, by order of the Attorney General of the United States I'm placing you under arrest. Stop right where you are, get down on your knees and put both hands behind your head."I stopped walking and stood still, shifting my eyes from side to side, trying to determine where they all were. I could feel them, each and every one, but I couldn't quite tell where they were, relative to my own position.What now?I could have. After a lot of thought, I decided that when Big Ben tolled in the new millennium was the time I would propose. We would be at a party hosted by some work friends of Lyn but I was sure that I could drag her away somewhere quiet.I bought an expensive solitaire in white gold, something that I knew Lyn preferred, and secreted it in a sock drawer, ready for the big day.Christmas was extra special for me. Before meeting Lyn, it was just a commercial festival, whose sole purpose appeared to be to.