"You’re a spoilt silly girl," Mummy barked, "and you know what spoilt silly girls need." Bradley withdrew his cock (and yes it was still hard), sensing his expertise was about to be called upon."You need your bottom spanking my girl," Mummy announced.‘Felicity Benson-Smith’ I recalled my House Mistress Miss Fenton, at the Ladies College shrieking.
Many of the girls wanted to avoid that embarrassment and opted for half a dozen stingers with the back of her hairbrush instead.
Funny that it always happened at bed time, going over her knee naked! Probably because that was the last time I could remember being so man-starved and frustrated!
Nora Brownlow, our dorm prefect had her own style of discipline.
You had a choice of accepting her punishment or being sent down to the House Mistress who would most likely ground you and write to your parents.
The owner knew Mummy of course and eventually she; and the handsome yet untouchable Bradley arrived to take me (and my car) back home.
My head was banging that hard that I didn’t even hear Bradley banging Mummy that morning, which I am sure he did!
In desperation I once met a guy in a nightclub, twice my age and within half an hour of meeting him I’d sucked his cock and been fucked bending over a lager keg round the back! He made no attempt to remove it from her but stopped to look at me as I stood by the bed. "I can’t keep listening to you and HIM doing it all the time. He’s not Daddy, he’s the hired help and I want some of it! Bradley was casting his eyes over me, taking in my breasts heaving inside the tight top, nipples erect.
I never knew his name but the sod had left with my knickers, one of my best lacy pairs (‘a fabulous pair of purple ‘lace cheeky pants’ from Victoria’s Secret)! Bradley was still grinding Mummy who sounded as if she were running up a mountain. He had screwed her late into the night and now just hours later he was at it yet again. Mummy flopped her head back onto the pillow and glared at me. It was very obvious he was still up Mummy and probably getting harder!
His cock stood up like a flagpole, probing my tummy as I nestled onto his lap. ‘But the rest is mine." It was the best offer I was going to get so down I went.