So I hugged my girl. Lucy: my property. It felt so beautiful: there was magic between us, and around us. She was more hesitant than me but after a pause she put her arms around me too. I realised that I had to do what Sir would do, and think about what she was feeling, and try to look after her. I said, “Sir’s going to cane us both, after school. In three hours. Are you scared?”
“I… guess. The spanking…” She stopped. She was embarrassed by what she had to say. Then she said it. “Over his knee. When his hand was on my bare bottom, it did feel good. It was so hot. I knew I was turning him on. And he knew I was gushing.”
But I’m going to have to cut here, though. This has been published and my publishers don’t want free competition from me. You can read it here.