Ms. Stern took Chelsea?s wrists andcrossed them behind her back. Next, she used the spanking dressesribbon to secure Chelsea?s wrists up high and boun...d behind her backmaking her helpless. She ran her hand under Chelsea?s skirts andsuddenly Chelsea felt the butt plug start to vibrate. Ms. Sterncaressed her inner thoughts making Chelsea feel quite excited. Thenher hand rubbed her pink panty covered bottom and suddenly she felther skirts brushed over her back covering her hands.Next, the swats. Somehow,the dress had gotten frillier; and no matter how much I pulled at thehem, it refused to stretch back to its original length."Does the dress fit okay, Bobby?" I dunno. I was kinda expecting it to be longer." Sorry, honey, that's as long as it gets. But don't worry about itbeing short. That's what the rhumba panties are for. Now lets get yoursocks and shoesies on." Shoesies?" The baby-talk annoyed me a bit. It had been a long timesince I'd seen Aunt Marie, but couldn't she tell I wasn't a. I probably wasn’t good enough to have been selected for any of the teams but it would have been nice to have the opportunity to try. I suppose the fact that I wore glasses and had made all A’s at my previous schools made the coaches think I was a brain rather than an athlete.It seemed as if the girls were going to feel the same way, and high school girls seldom go out with brains. I was feeling decidedly sorry for myself and wishing that we could have remained at my previous school. Those. I started counting, planning to spank her twenty times, but somehow I lost count. The room echoed the sharp smacks and Kelly’s gasps as her movements became erratic. She straightened up, rode me, and then leaned forward to present her ass to me again.I stopped spanking Kelly when I realized how red her ass was. Placing both hands on her cheeks, I gently rubbed her. I could feel the heat and suddenly I felt I’d gone overboard. My fears of hurting Kelly disappeared when she reached back and.