"No, sir." She sniffed a couple times. "Of course, you could MAKE me tell you, if you wanted."She didn't see my hesitant grin. "I think that what you'...re trying to say is that you WANT me to make you tell me." I kept my voice tender.She kept her eyes lowered. "I ... I did it with my hairbrush."I blinked and tried to take in the implications of that. "You what!?" With the handle of my hairbrush. I did it a couple months ago. I was going through ... um ... a rather rough period in my life." I'm. “That obvious?” Katherine asked me as she leaned close and giggled. “Obviously so,” I chuckled. “Are you up for a friendly wager, Gil?” Katherine coyly asked. “I might be, Katherine. What do you have in mind?” I asked, knowing full well what she wanted to wager on. “A gentlemen’s/gentlewomen’s bet, we go back to my place, anything goes, the first one to ask permission to fuck the other, loses,” she smiled with a wicked gleam in her eye. “You are a wicked lady, Katherine. Wager accepted,” I. "SMACK!"Nineteen, sir."SMACK!"Twelve, sir."I heard a swish as he swung the cane again. I dropped to the floor screaming "NO, please!" but he didn't hit me. He just wanted to scare me.I was allowed to stand up and look at my bottom. There was no blood but the marks were terrible. I knew I wouldn't be able to sit for a week and they will need even more than that to disappear. I was ordered to knee in the corner with my hands on my head while he went to find some decent clothes for the church.When. 'Hey Emma', he started, his voice faltering as I drew to a stop in front of him. I knew of him even as a school girl his sexual needs were made plain back then to me, I always made sure he never cornered me into a compromising situation, because one day all those years back when I was around thirteen, he fortuitously opened his front door to retrieve his milk as I drew level with it, he was naked and had the biggest erection I have ever seen on a man since, his timing of course was deliberate.