Cole called me upstairs. I set my water down on the table and went up the stairs. It was very hot up there, so I took my vest off and set it on the ba...nister. I went into her room and closed the door.“Mrs. Cole,” I yelled. For a few seconds there was no answer. “Mrs. Cole,” I called again. This time, I got a response.“In the bathroom,” she called. Now I could hear her piss hitting the toilet bowl and I was strangely aroused by the sound. I thought about baseball to get rid of my small erection. As I passed it I could feel the soothing heat seeping out of it. I tickled her pussy lips through her panties with my nose, softly at first and then a little harder. Eventually as her breathing got deeper, I bit her panties and slid them off of her. Now devouring her steaming hot, dripping wet pussy. I raced my tongue into her hole, licking around like a wild dog. Biting the clit and nibbling on her pussy lips. It was the perfect pussy for licking, shaven with a little landing strip above it,. “No, but he said to me he thought on one occasion I had given him two detentions.” Mike looked on anxiously as he remembered that Mrs Scott was so strict and as well as spanking several pupils every week she handed out detentions like they were confetti. Quite often friends of his received two detentions in a week from the dreaded Mrs Scott and part way through the detention they were summoned by the Head and given two strokes of the cane for each detention. He recalled how he so wanted to be. I wasn’t lying to you. I truly wasn’t aware of the house rules, but that appears to have been my fault.”“Taking responsibility for your mistakes is always better than trying to blame others, so I will reduce your punishment. But you still deserve to be punished for breaking the rules. Wouldn’t you agree?”“Yes sir.”I expected that I would have to go to bed early or maybe be grounded for a couple of days.“Take off your jeans and bend over a chair for a spanking. Caleb, show your sister the right.