I looked up over my paper and raised my eyebrows.These girls were from one of the older grades at the school, I could tell. Tall and slender, they bot...h wore the mandatory strip of a private school: green/brown tartan skirt, flat black shoes with green hose just over their knees and a white blouse with the 'St. B' emblem embroidered across their left breast. Not the wide-hipped shape of pony-riders, they looked and walked more like dancers, toes out, arms floating lightly.As was typical in such. My mind was transported back to my teenage years and the sense of helplessness spankings. My whole world was centered on the pain and burning of my bare butt. At some point, I realized I was verbalizing those pleas, "Please no more, I'm sorry, I won't do it again," all to no avail. Not that I wanted it to stop. My words transformed into sobs and then to tears, gasps and snot running out of my nose. I finally quit struggling and lay limply across his lap sobbing as he turned my butt the color. The sheets smell stinks. He tries not to think too hard about the filthy smell of the dirty sheets or from the worn mattress beneath as it assaults his nostrils. He tries not to think about the stains, how they got there. Stains that chronicle everything that has happened to him since they first caught him, bundled him into their van and brought him here. The obscene touch of their rough hands through his clothes and the words that fell even more obscene upon his terrified ears, their thoughts,. You begin stroking it, nice long stokes, squeezing him off at the base and stroking out over his fat head. You can feel his thickness in your hand and he is pushing his ass against your other hand ass you slip your pinky inside and thrust harder into him. He is groaning and saying OMG and finally pulls away, breathing hard and says, jesus your gonna make me cum! He is facing you now, leaning back against the wall, his hard cock sticking up at you. You lean forward and say, so whats the problem?.