I like to think of it as re-education. But since you?re free this afternoon perhaps you could be so kind as to help your teacher with another remedial... lesson. Believe me: she needs lots of personal tuition. If you are firm with her you will find she responds to even the toughest lessons. Be as severe as you like!? Vincent produced a second, much larger whip from his coat pocket. He made the sobbing Helen first kiss and then lick the lashes until they glistened with her saliva. Then he handed. Looking up at him she tried to focus on his face; she could but it took some effort. Try as she would, she couldn't remember why she had been afraid when she first saw him."I think she needs to get some rest." That was the older woman, Nesho. Nesho was leaning over her as best she could and looking into her eyes. The care and concern that look conveyed reminded her of someone, but she couldn't remember whom. "Where do you want to put her?" That question was directed at Clarise, the young blonde. Of course I had nevertried on any clothing that was meant for a femalebefore either. It came to me right then that maybethere WAS something to all those stores I'd heardabout where men liked to wear women's clothes becauseit was a turn on for them. I was kind of lost inthose thoughts when I heard Eric calling me from thebathroom."Jim? Jim? Are you in there? This thing is readyanytime you are."I shook myself mentally and left the bedroom, goinginto the bathroom, where Eric was waiting for me. Wasn’t sure ..” he mumbled.“Speak clearly boy,” I said sternly. “Miss Saunders is head girl and I’ve asked her to witness your punishment. Mr. Bradley believes this will ensure you do not forget it.”“Oh...er,” he said meekly looking down.I picked up the swishy cane, “Remove your clothes.”No argument this time, he was obviously learning from his previous mistakes. Slowly he began to remove his shoes and socks, then after removing his tie he began unbuttoning his shirt.“Be quick about it,” I.