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The episode is here. The Master pushed his chair away from his desk. He looked up at Cindy and patted his thighs, indicating where she was to place her body. Cindy walked round the desk, and stood beside him. He smiled. Bend at the waist, and lie over my lap so that your bottom is the highest part of your body.
Cindy bit her lip. This was exquisitely personal. She knew she was blushing furiously. And she knew that any delay would be dangerous.
Would he carry out that threat? She bent over his knee quickly, and put her hands on the floor on the far side of his chair. Feeling intense shame, she lowered her weight onto his lap, knowing she was giving him a view of her entire body. She felt his thing then, hard, pressed against her side. But his voice was calm. Now open your legs. Feet right apart, wide as you can.
Cindy moved her feet about half a meter apart. She was aware of her pussy, wetter than she wanted him to see. And she knew her other, tighter, hole was exposed to him. With a little gasp of dismay, she tried to move her feet just a centimeter or two closer. The sound of the smack seemed to fill the room, like a pistol shot.
Cindy gasped, but managed not to cry out. Cindy writhed, biting her lip. Oh, Sir! His voice was harsh. After twelve spanks he stopped, though Cindy still flopped on his lap like a caught fish. She cried like a baby. But he slipped his hand between those glowing, smarting thighs and stroked her pussy, slipping one finger between her lips, stroking up, then down, just inside. So she sighed and let him pleasure her, too excited to worry about what he must think of her, a girl who got wetter the more he punished her. Her pain was forgotten, or rather it had turned into pleasure.
Then he stopped suddenly, School girl spanking stories pressed the lips of her pussy between his thumb and forefinger. Cindy breathed hard. It should hurt, she knew, but everything, every touch felt good. He pressed his thumb lightly against her little hole. Cindy squealed.
But she fought the urge to close her legs. She arched her bottom up for him, to show she was a good girl. She heard him grunt, pleased with her. Do you understand?
Anyway, in a sense it was true. The school was in loco parentisand if he was in charge of the school, he was in charge of her. She was his, and she was helpless. Cindy could feel herself about to open. The idea terrified her. But she was also too frightened to resist him. Mercifully the pressure relented. What do you need me to teach you? She wanted him to be proud of her. Though it always seems to take you a spanking or two before you remember that.
Now, keep your hands and toes touching the floor, and your bottom arched just like that.
And he put his hand on her bottom and rubbed her affectionately. Cindy whimpered. There are no more episodes of this series. For now, anyway. You can go to the beginning of this series and read it in order by starting here. But there is another schoolgirl spanking saga in this blog, and you could start reading it here. Then we might go shopping for things with sexual applications. With School girl spanking stories blouse. And matching tie.
The girl can either take that as sisterly sympathy and submissives-union solidarity, or be pinkly embarrassed that her secret is out. Both are fun. Awkward fun. One of the best kinds. So I go there to have a girl fitted. They do fantastic corsets, too.
A submissive woman once told me she spanked her children when they misbehaved. The flirtation ended there. The thing is, corporal punishment is always bad except between consenting adults. I can argue about all sorts of things without getting angry, but people arguing for corporal punishment in schools seriously disgust me and piss me off. Adults terrorising children into making their hands or buttocks available, so that the children are forced to cooperate with their own pain and humiliation have veered some way past creepy and on into actual evil.
What the actual fuck can those parents be thinking of? I can see that the SS costume is sexy. After all, Hugo Boss deed it that way, so SS men would find it easy to get laid and have lots of Aryan babies. Also, a lot of people in English-speaking countries think of Nazis as comedy figures. The uniforms looked good, but at the top was that shouty nutcase with the toothbrush moustache and the leather shorts.
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There may be some dialogue about that. She can undress and bend over and subsequently stay in position to be fucked, and accept fellatio lessons, and so on or be thrown out of the school.School girl spanking stories
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