Claire, unlike the West Indian schoolgirl, was not a repeat offender and she was sent for the slipper, not the cane. However she was by no means let o...ff lightly. Claire’s bottom received no fewer than twelve resounding slipper smacks from Miss Drake’s plimsoll and the fourteen year old was in tears well before the infliction was over.Miss Drake was not satisfied when Claire stretched up to hold onto the wall bars after her slippering. She insisted on Claire grasping a higher bar, until the tips. Mere toh nail polish gili padi hai.Bola – Ye dekho.Aur nabhi mein ungli ander tak ghussa diya. Mujhe gudgudi hui aur hansi aayee toh pati ne dekh liya. Pati – “Ye kya kar rahe ho? Sharm nahi aati tum dono ko?” Vicky turant se ungli hata liya. Main bhi chup rahi. Vicky bechara dar se bahar nikal gaya.Tab akele mein pati ko thik se daanta ki – “Hansi mazak mein sab chalta hai. Aur ab usko naraz kar diya baccha hi toh hai. Bula ke laao.” Aur main hi uske room mein gayee. Mujhe aata dekh rone laga. He registered a deep sense of pleasure in how she presented herself to him. He then continued to enquire.“I have very stiff raw bananas, ma’am. Do you want to hold them?”Sumathi wasn’t sure if that was double innuendo or plain fruit talk. She just responded, “ Show me the banana, and I will decide.”The vendor said, “You might have to come outside to the cart to select the variety.”Now Sumathi wasn’t sure if she wanted to venture outside her comfort zone in this bra-less surprise encounter.. He was really fucking me against the hood…My eyes flicked towards the open door. I was in plain sight from the street. Even the most casual quick glance would reveal that I was being screwed right there, in my own garage."This is not happening to me…" I said quietly, feeling Ned pushing even further into my wet cunt. I wondered why I was not fighting against that bastard…Probably because the whole situation was so bizarre and exciting.I had never dreamt that I could be screwed in the middle of.