She moved away from me, smiled and asked if I had any idea where ALL of her panties and bras were? I smiled, and then reached under the covers to pull... out a pair of panties. As I searched I goosed her, which brought a smile to her face. I came out with a pair of panties that were not hers… she just smiled and said nope, not hers. I put those panties on my chest and went fishing again. Before I could come out with another pair my sister stood giving me a full view of her heeled body then pulled. Anyway they're looking into why so much sexual abuse falls through the cracks at this school. After talking to you and my girlfriend, I think I know why," threatened Derek, as he walked out the door. He went to the office and waited to be disciplined by the Vice Principal."A week's detention?!" exclaimed Sandy, before she was shushed by the librarian."Yep. I volunteered to work it off in Fitzwater's office. I don't think they appreciated the irony," laughed Derek. "Anyway, when they called home. There are eyebolts to which you lock my cuffed wrists. Behind me, you then help lift my legs so that I am on all fours and straddling the narrow width of the booth. After you lock my ankles in place, I realize my face is perilously close to the peephole.The sound of your hand slapping my ass reverberates loudly in the booth and, no doubt, can be heard outside as well. You slap me hard and I can feel burning welts of the impression your hands leaves. It's difficult to remain silent, but I bite. It didn’t take nearly as long, as near as my pleasure fogged brain could reckon, to get me to the point where I threw my pride to the winds and begged him. I was too easy, embarrassingly so, at least to my mind. ‘Begging the major’s pardon, sir. Would the major please grant permission for the private to cum, sir?’ I was disgusted and pleading all at the same time. He smiled down at me and thrust his fingers inside in a way that made my entire body buck. ‘My cock.’ He reminded, wriggling his.