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Staying With Erin - Chapter 8
Date: 1/1/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
my pussy and made be wiggle like mad. “Time!” Bridget proclaimed from the side, and it took me a few seconds until I understood the meaning of the word. Erin had failed! Mrs. Somerset gently pushed Erin’s head away and looked me up and down with a hesitant, calculating expression. I stared back, daring her. If she was going to use that wicked thing on my pussy, she was going to do it right or not at all. The corners of her mouth quirked upwards. “You’re eager, young miss.” “Quit the banter and hit my pussy,” I demanded. “Uh-oh,” Erin piped in. “Someone’s getting herself in trouble.” Our future teacher stared at me with blazing eyes. I almost giggled when I saw the fury at my cheek. Yes, this was going to hurt like hell. She swung the crop back and forth a few time, readying herself, and my anticipation rose. I couldn’t say when exactly the idea of being hit there had turned from something to dread to something I yearned for, but I recognized the same heedless arousal that I had felt near the end of Bridget’s caning that day in the barn. The crop whistled, and its impact echoed like a gunshot. My whole body seized and a numb feeling spread between my thighs. Then the numbness gave place to a heated pain that shot through my body and took my breath away. Tears shot in rivers over my cheeks, but I kept staring at Mrs. Somerset, whose chest was heaving hard. “Fuck!” I finally cried. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” The cane slowly swung back, but then stayed there for a second... two... ...