“Miss Simpson! xxx hd “Yes Sir!” I whispered through gritted teeth as I braced myself for the impending pain. Yet again we had the usual lecture about our health and school rules as he slowly and meticulously chose a cane to dole out his punishment with. I squealed as my hand retracted under my arm pit for comfort. Lisa Read 57868 times |
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My whole arse was throbbing but I couldn’t resist touching the sore welts. “Miss Simpson…you were once a good pupil…glorious future…buck my ideas up…yadda, yadda.” He droned on and on so much I began watching some boys playing football out of his window. My whole arse was throbbing but I couldn’t resist touching the sore welts.
