Real stingers
I was sixteen and she was nineteen or maybe twenty. She was a classroom assistant. The assistants were not supposed to administer corporal punishment, but she did. She would take us into the little office behind the classroom, bend us over and cane our asses, up to six times if we had been really bad. Once, after having been given six real stingers, I stood up and she could see by the bulge in my pants that I had a hard on. She had me bend back over and gave me ten more. Afterwards she winked at me and told me that I didn’t have to be naughty, all I had to do was ask nicely.
Hmmmm….maybe I should try that π
12.07.14 at 20.39
i hope you do
12.07.15 at 06.16
Heh heh! Ask nicely and ye shall receive. π
12.07.14 at 20.13
pleeeeaaassse?
12.07.15 at 06.15
LOL! Now, who can resist you? π
12.07.15 at 17.12
is that gonna earn me extra lashes? i hope not?
12.07.15 at 17.20
You’re going to love what you get. π
12.07.15 at 21.38
i bet i am π
12.07.16 at 05.55
Well, now, are you a bad good boy or a good bad boy?
12.07.14 at 19.31
a bit of both?
12.07.15 at 06.15
please miss…can i have some more?
12.07.14 at 17.53
only if you ask nice
12.07.14 at 18.12
Tis not me doing the asking…Oliver.
12.07.14 at 18.17