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We both came up with suggestions as to who could have been. It could have been the man with the hard-on, or someone else in the class, or the caretaker, or some young boys who knew orgasm about the hole and had sneaked into the school. Who knows, but we decided to turn up early next week, have a good look round and work out what was on the other side of that wall. We left shortly after that as I told Jenny that I had better get back to Jon. When we parted Jenny gave me a quick kiss on my cheek and squeezed my bum as she did it. When I got home Jon asked me all about my evening. He stopped me when I started to tell him about the session in the showers and then got me to continue as he fucked me in his bed. Fortunately he had cum just before I told him about the photo in the pub. I had forgotten blonde that I hadn’t told him about them being taken and he hadn’t read this journal for a few weeks. He was a bit mad and told me that I would be punished for it, but that didn’t stop him getting hard again and we went to sleep with his dick still inside me. Friday - Woke up with Jon’s arm round me all contented and cosy. When he woke up I got his breakfast while he shaved. My muscles ached from the previous evening’s exercise. Later in the afternoon the paperboy finally called for his money. It was the boy that had been many times and he didn’t seem at all surprised when I opened the door naked. I masturbation could see him staring at me but he wasn’t lost for words at all. When Jon came home he was in a bad mood and had me ‘assume the position’ as soon as he walked in the door. I had to stay like that while he got his own tea then he took me up to the punishment room and had me lay face down on the floor while he put the velcro and nylon wrist and ankle cuffs on me. He attached ropes to them and put a support strap under my waist and then got the electric motor to pull me up to what I call ‘dick height’. My arms and legs were stretch-out wide and it was a bit uncomfortable, but not too bad, which was a good job as he left me there all night. But that was after he had put the ball gag on me and given me 50 strokes with his leather belt. I was trying to count them but it was impossible with the ball gag on. After 25, Jon changed position and started getting the belt to go down between my legs and onto my pussy. Jon seemed to be putting more and more effort into each stroke; I suppose he was trying to get rid of his anger. I don’t know who’d upset him, but he was taking it out on my backside. I was crying quite a lot by the time I got the 40th stroke and my pussy was really throbbing. At the same time I could feel my juices flowing and I knew that it wouldn’t be long before I had an orgasm. The last 5 strokes all landed on my clit and by the end it felt as big as Jon’s dick. No sooner than Jon had given me the 50th stroke he was stood in between me and was pumping into me like a steam engine. I came again just as he shot his load into me. Saturday November 14 I didn’t see Jon again until he lowered me down in the morning and I was glad that Jon always left the central heating on over-night. I had managed to get some sleep but I was aching all over. Not to mention my bum and clit that was still sore. As he let me down Jon asked me, in a quiet calm voice, if I was okay and even rubbed some cream into my sore bum. His bad mood had obviously gone and he was clitoris back to his normal self. I pornstar had a long soak in the bath, then some breakfast before I put on shoes, dress and a coat and we went to Birmingham shopping for a leotard. We went into loads of sports shops but could only find big thick ones that looked as if they were designed for Grannies. In the end Jon told me to get some more of the thin white Lycra and make one myself. He said that it had to be low cut at the front, back and sides, and high cut at the sides. In other words it had to be almost side-less. Her pussy being my favorite for that night. try new things with him she wouldnt dare to do it with me. That can only be done from the control panel on the neck side of the collar. What kind of High Guard-” What’s wrong?” But it happens. Finally my vision began to blur, darkness threatening to close in around me as I collapsed clitoris on top of the wooden barrel, spent, exhausted, sweating, and wrung out like a limp dish rag. My Girls She scooted backwards until her cunt was back over my mouth, and because orgasm she pornstar was now bent over my chest, I had a much easier job of licking along her slit, as well as tweaking her clit. Her tiny body rolled from one side to the other. He found himself increasing the speed that he was stroking his cock. 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