What wasn’t normal was that almost immediately after the game started, the team failed to make a first down in its first possession. Jim entered the...game for his first punt of the season. Remembering the punt coverage the team worked on at the end of each practice, just confidently aligned himself on the field. He was a bit nervous about the punt, but he knew that if he could get off a reasonably good kick, the team would rush down the field and make the tackle as ‘the last man in the world’. Slut now or I will tan your fucking hide cunt"I reached for the towel then I felt a really hard slap across my bareass I yelped out in pain then realised that it didn't hurt thatbad."when a real man tell a slut to clean something up you fucking useyour tongue you fucking cock sucking whore do you fucking hear meslut now get it done then meet me in the bathroom" I looked at himand then the spunk, my face was bright red with embarrassment, Imotioned my tongue to the mess then it touched, I. Was the dried goo in the panties her boyfriend?s cum?Had he fucked her and filled her with his sperm?Had it slowly dripped from her wet hole to settle in her panties?Was I sniffing another guy?s cream?Without a conscious thought I licked the soiled panties. The taste wasjust as intoxicating as the scent.Lost in the soiled panties, I reached down and stroked my cock throughmy cotton briefs.A moment later I felt the electricity build in my stomachuncontrollably, and a few seconds later my cock. Afterwards he said that in future I would be punished for any disobedience and was I prepared to accept it?I immediately said,“Yes! I actually enjoyed the thrashing! Now, why should that be?’ Duncan answered that I shouldn’t worry about my feelings- if I enjoyed it. Then why worry?So most days when I went to Bondi, I received a thrashing and at my request they got longer and more severe until I was receiving as many as 100 lashes a meeting! I was also disciplined separately for any ‘offences’.