'If you continue with this abuse, the whole class will be punished as well…………unless some of you other girls help me to restrain Petra so that... she can be properly punished for her disobedience.'Immediately, the rest of the students sprang to help Mistress Abigail for they didn’t relish the thought of being caned. They dragged Pete to the front of the class and assisted in bending him across Mistress Abigail’s desk. She swiftly fastened Pete’s wrists to the rear legs of her desk which ensured. He noted that her ass was very red again and hoped she was okay with all this. He got up off the floor and went to the table, tossing the paddle down, he picked up the crop she had picked out earlier and went and sat back down on the couch. “Kneel again,” he told her as he sat down and grabbed the end of her leash again.She sat up and turned her body towards him. As she did this she saw that he had the riding crop she had picked out. What now she thought.“Come closer to me slave,” he said as he. “Yeah, uh, thanks for letting me come,” he told her.She smiled again, just as subtle as the last one. “Well, I’m your mother. Where else would you go?”“Yeah,” he nodded. “I guess.”He started to wonder if he should have stayed with his stepmother, but then Cheryl just told him to follow her to the car. She turned and led the way toward the parking garage while Hayden walked beside her pulling his luggage along. It wasn’t hard to keep up with her. She walked at a medium pace, with easy, confident. Her face was in such pleasure she was wanting it all, finally I was fucking her ass and it felt amazing…I pulled out and moved her onto her knees and my dick sled in her ass hole and I pushed it to the hilt. I started to pound her ass and grab her hair. Yes, baby thats it you know how I like it…Give it to me….Fuck me, Fuck me ffffuuuuckkk mmmmmeeeee…..Yyyyeeeesss. Ooooooo you feel so good. Yes. She was going crazy. I was holding her tight by her hips drilling in and out of that hot hole,.