He was in my English class, with Luke, and he was sitting next to me. 'Oh, God!' Was the only thought in my mind. I didn't hate him, i just disliked ...he affection he was giving towards me. The past week, he has groped me, smiled at me, waved at me, and threw "Hornet paper wads" at me. They stung like a bitch. But why? He wasn't gay. He was a womanizer, if anything. I dropped my bag next to my seat, and flopped into my chair. He looked over at me lazily, and stared me in the eyes, smiling. . The strap would heat me up and sizzle my butt like crazy. I would never count, it wouldn't do me any good, I would try to turn my mind off until it was over and my butt would feel a big blister. Sometimes she would raise a little blood, wipe it off with a gauze pad and keep going until she was satisfied that I had been punished.The strap would leave marks for days, I could see them from my butt to the back of my legs, sometimes I would duck into the bathroom and pull down my pants and boxers . More

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