She softly sucks in and releases several times before returning her tongue to the mix.As she releases the sucking pressure, her tongue slides forward ...gainst the underside of the head. As she sucks in, her tongue draws backward. She repeats this action slowly. I watch her cheeks indent as she sucks inward. Her lips are pressing against my skin just behind the head. Her tongue is gliding up and down. The expression within her eyes shows both passion and purpose.Using her free hand, she begins to. .and why all these years later it still resonates such a deep rooted impulse within me.On the outside I give no clues to my kink I don't wear rubber or live in a cage...I don't have memories of a traumatic c***dhood it was annoyingly idyllic.However as a boy I noticed this growing trend the mild excitement on hearing or seeing a pupil thrashed by a teacher or reading my comics depicting spanking in its cartoon form.I never intentionally misbehaved to get walloped it seemed to happen at school. You have plenty to learn before you get to that stage but be under noillusions, your bra strap and belt will get no looser at any time and, asyou progress, they will be taken in by several more notches" I can't breathe properly now, Sister. Please loosen them of a bit!" If you couldn't breathe, Frilly, you wouldn't be able to speak, wouldyou?" No, Sister." Now sit! Knees and feet together at all times or I shall be mostdispleased."The only chair around was the one with the sloping seat. That. ?Smack. Etc.I start dropping words, slurring the rest, the sentence getting shorter. I'm forgetting the English language. Cash, I want to explain, debit card, I use mostly, so cash, don't much carry. It's impossible to get it out between the blows. I think I'm punch-drunk. Now you are taking me by the chin, almost gently, taking me by the chin between thumb and forefinger, and lifting my face to yours and asking me very quietly, very seriously. ?Where's the money bitch?? I've given up trying to.