’ I felt ridiculous saying the words. I had my hands clasped in front of me and my feet were together, just like a naughty schoolgirl being admonish...d.‘ - Miss Stevens!’‘Yes, Miss Stevens. I - I want you to punish me.’ Phew! That was harder than it seemed!‘And what about the humiliation aspect, that Mrs Dickinson implies you are so keen to learn about, Mrs Lonsdale? Do you want me to humiliate you? Do you like to be humiliated?’I looked down at my feet again. God – the Head Girl was much more –. Many people thought that they were twins since they were in the same class. The two girls looked enough alike to be twins, however Andrea was noticeably taller. Andrea often told others, mostly adults, “We aren’t twins. She is my little sister.”The next troubling happened when the girls were in fifth grade. Andrea, being a year older, had began to develop in her body. Her chest always seemed ache and at the most inconvenient times. She was often caught rubbing at them at break times by one. I felt an arm on my shoulder and a voice in a strong Jamaican accent in my ear saying, “Don’t even think about it man.”I looked at him as he stood menacingly over me. As I tried to move away another black face stood the other side of me. Sally looked over and on seeing me with her face full of excitement she let the black guy run his hand over her ass gently squeezing it. He was now leading her across the dance floor and soon they found a dark corner and started talking. Sally was laughing. Brittany stands there one of my tees swallowing her, staring as my cock bobs involuntarily as Ashlynn’s hot tongue dancing so temptingly close to my cock; I’m so hard it’s painful. My eyes never leaving Brittany’s as she watches my cock, Ash working to clean me, more pre-cum beading up on my cocks head. I felt Ash’s hot breath and just as quick as a mouse she had flick that hot sweat tongue and licked my cock head clean of its drippings. I ganked Ashlynn’s head back by the hair. Looking down.