”“As I've heard, this is not the first time you have abused your teachers and you have appeared several times late in class,” says Fynn, who gra...tefully plays along with what I tell him.“Yes, but for the other times, I've already been punished with detention. Do I have to write an essay again to reflect on my bad behavior?” I cross my arms and look at him provocatively.“No, I have other punishment methods. I think it's time for you to get a real lesson that is memorable.”“Do you think so?”“Yes I. I was rarely short of offers to be taken out to a dance or disco and invariably the lad was after a fumble up my top or in my knickers and they all wanted their cocks sucked dry.I obliged on most occasions and over the next couple of years at school I must have had at least a dozen different boys who I had fun with.On top of the boys my own age I had a randy shopkeeper I worked for fumbling in my knickers fairly regularly, he was in his late 50s at the time, me being 14 when it stated.I was. ?Without even peeking at Aaron, I knew he was lounging like a sultan on the rumpled bed, taking in the sight of my naked ass pointed towards him. With another man, I would have made a joke, wiggled my backside, grinned over my shoulder at him. Another man would have laughed with me, maybe swatted me once, and the playful moment would be over. But with him, Don’t move meant just that, and this was why I was frozen to the spot and blushing, my heart beginning to race in anticipation. A full. Jenny reached for the cane and put it between us, “You were the one who was keen to do this today.” she reminded me. Jenny did not get one correct answer that next question session. For her first spanking I made her touch her toes, feet wide apart. I stood right behind her, my cock touching her bum and nestling between her legs as I arranged her beautiful body for the spanking. I stepped back to take a good look at her slit before stroking round her bum. Then I gave her five good strokes and.