His penis jumped and began oscillating and stretching a little to see a tiny little hole in the partition wall of the stall. This must not be more tha...n 2 feet away and exactly aiming at the level of his manhood. He started to urinate, kept looking at the hole to notice that the light reflecting through the hole, was suddenly cut off. Obviously, whoever, on the inside of the partition was peeking through that hole and watched Myron as he urinated. To be honest, he found the thought of another. The spanks started coming faster now. Alternating between cheeks. Landing in different spots on her ass and thighs. She could hear Derek counting them out,“8…..9…..10…..”One after the other, jolting her body and ringing throughout the room.“11…….12……13…..”As the spanks continued she felt her mind going in to the “subspace” she had read about online. That blissful, disconnected place for submissives when disciplined - half here, half away. Her will and agency were vanishing. She was giving. I smiled at the boy from the crowd. He winked and stepped back. The outer edges of the crowd were crumbling as the kids started to drift away, heading toward their respective schools. Lisa and Carol had to dress in a hurry. They don't want to be standing there getting dressed when the audience is gone and they can be seen from cars driving by in the street.Karl's two baby goons tried to help him up but he screamed at them to leave him alone. It was pretty funny. They didn't know what to do.. Oh, he would be lovely to reveal when I undressed! I laid out on his table, trying to figure out what would be most comfortable for the long session ahead. I didn’t do shit halfway…there would be no linework and coming back later for the rest, I wanted it all done at once. I noticed the door across the hall, presumably his bedroom, was slightly ajar. There was a little table near his bed that he knelt in front of, bowing his head. It’s cool, some people are religious like that. My own father.