Thomas though that 'fun' was a rather odd phrase for what he would be doing. It dawned on him then that he really didn't have much of a clue as to wha...t he would be doing. Thomas spent what remained of his free period in the library worrying, then headed to medieval history.The lesson dragged by terribly. Of the class, only seven remained to attend every lesson and then those seven became easily bored in daydreams. Thomas, not wanting to drift off into memory, or fantasy, as he couldn't work out. "On the bed, bitch," the girl commanded, opening a door and pushing the woman roughly inside.She stumbled across the room and fell on the bed. Her mind refused to take in what was happening to her. The girl grabbed her wrist and pulled her over until she was on her back. To her horror, she felt something circle her wrist and her arm was pulled above her head."No. Please," she whimpered.Her other arm then her legs were treated the same way and she lay, spreadeagled on the bed, her wrists and. The memory of opening her eyes and seeing Ernie Hedleys head between her thighs would live in her memory for ever. She worried about the passing out though, after orgasm. That was happening oh so often, and wonderful as the feelings were, it was leaving her far to vulnerable afterwards. She dreaded seeing Ernie next time she worked, who, no doubt would have plenty to say. She then thought about his comments about her mother. They were heart felt, at times, and she felt they were the truth. What. " So which of us are you going to cane first, sir?" Wendy asked timidly."That's the fun part ... for us anyway. You get to administer each other's punishments. Cow Tits and Ass Face squaring off against each other." But sir," Wendy practically screeched, "I can't whip Ass Face!" Then you can sit it out and watch her take forty lashes instead. Is that okay with you, Ass Face?"Jamie began to shake in terror. Forty lashes! Could she stand it? It was hard for her to find her voice to answer Chris..