.I went to school in a London comprehensive, where for the past two years I have been dating a very sweet boy named Barry. He and I have been very clo...se, despite having significantly different interests. To be honest I was a bit of a Hermione when I met him and he really brought me out of myself with his BIG heart and his MASSIVE generosity and his HUGE swelling pride when he scored a try on the rugby pitch. Everything about him from tip to toe is just so... SUBSTANTIAL. Maybe that's why I. The wide-open-mouth gag is kept to prevent me from biting my tongue.Now The People are already taking their seats. The Leader remembers The People -and me- why I am about to be punished with a stern, scornful voice. Then, The Nurse paints my buttocks and my pussy with iodine. The massive Executioner taps them with the tip of The Implement, measuring the distance for maximum effect. I am scared to death. I am probably crying already. The People is now paying attention. Justice is about to be. I picked up the pair I was admiring and said, "yes, you think she will like them". He whispered, "I meant the pair you're wearing, I could see them when you leaned over". I was shocked, to keep from being embarrassed I always try not to let it show when I wear my panties in public. I smiled sheepishly and said, "thanks". He reached under his shirt and into the waistband of his pants and pulled his underwear up just enough to show me that he was wearing a pair of pink panties. I smiled, and he. Arggh... aarggh." Wendy's body went rigid as a second stroke struck her across her quivering buttocks. Her thighs trembled uncontrollably as the pain seared through her body. Two bright red weal's marked her bottom, they reached across the middle of both cheeks. Diane admired her handiwork as she stood back and raised the cane once more. She looked across at Veronica who immediately increased the tempo of her fingers inside the trembling girl."Ooooohh... arrrgh... oooohhh... please Miss....