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However, my mind was made up, and I went in “for the whole hog,” as our vulgar Yankee cousins say. looked thunder; at four o’clock she ordered me to stay, and the girls to go. She then locked the door, took out from the desk a formidable rod, and told me to approach her.

I did so—really half in fear, for she could look dreadfully fierce and determined, in which case I came up to her side. “Now, Charles,” she said, “your conduct, for two or three rave girl fucked pussy days past, has been such as I cannot put up with. Your mother has given me full power to punish any of you severely, if I think you deserve it; you are getting to be of an age that I hoped you would have so acted as to give me no cause of offence, but I am sorry to see my hopes are disappointed. I am now about to punish you, submit to it quietly, or it will be all the worse for you.

Unbutton and put down your trousers.” I felt I must submit, but when brought to this point I really so much dreaded her that there was not the slightest erection in poor cockey. While I was undoing my trousers, I observed that Miss Frankland had quite lifted up her outer frock, and had sat down, evidently intending to flog me across her knee. Both being ready, she told me to put the footstool by her side and kneel upon it, then desiring me to bend forward over her knees she put one hand over my body to hold me down; then uncovering my bottom, and taking the rod, which was by her side, she raised her arm and gave me a fearful cut, which made me not only flinch, but cry out most lustily.

Blow followed blow, causing at first great agony, that made me cry again in good earnest; then the very continuance of the blows seemed to deaden the parts until I hardly felt them. This was succeeded by a titillation and lascivious excitement which speedily brought my prick out in the fullest vigour. I then began to push it against Miss Frankland’s thigh, and to wriggle myself nearly off her knees. Seemingly to prevent this, she passed her left arm quite round my body, bringing her hand under my belly, and, apparently by accident, against my prick, which she grasped, and I could feel her hand pass both up and down it as if she was measuring its length and thickness, continuing all the time to shower down blow after blow on my devoted backside. As she held a firm grasp on my prick, I pretended to be evading the blows, while in reality I was thrusting it in and out of her hand with the utmost energy and excitement, which speedily brought on the delightful crisis, and with a cry of rapture I gave down a copious discharge into her hand, and sank almost senseless on her lap. I pretended complete loss of consciousness, which she believing, she gently felt, and even frigged a little, my prick, pressing me the while close to her body, and then I felt a shudder run through her whole frame. I have no doubt she was in a paroxysm of rave girl bottle pussy lust, and had spent, I gave her time to recover a little, and then pretending to come to my senses, but in a confused rave girl bottle pussy state of ideas, said— “Oh, what has happened? I have been in heaven!” Then raising myself, and apparently only just recognising Miss Frankland, I threw my arms round her neck, and exclaimed— “Dear Miss Frankland, do flog me again if it will produce again such ecstasies as I never before experienced.” Her face was flushed, her eye shone with all the fire of libidinous rave girl bottle pussy passion.

My prick had hardly lost its stiffness when I spent, and was now projecting out firmer than ever.

“Why, Charles, I thought you a mere boy, while you are quite a man with such a thing as this.” “rave girl bottle pussy Oh!” I cried, “do continue to hold it, you give me such pleasure!” “Has anyone else ever held it in this way?” “No, I never felt anything like it before.” “But don’t you know what this is meant to do?” “Oh, yes, it is what I piddle from.” rave girl bottle pussy She laughed, and asked if it was often in its present state of stiffness. “Every morning when I awake it is so, and it hurts me very much until I piddle.” “And rave girl bottle pussy has no one ever taught you any other use of it?” “No, what use can it be of?” “You dear innocent boy, if I could trust you, I would teach you a secret that this dear thing would greatly enjoy.