I’d expected a lecture, perhaps, but not… this, whatever this was. “Ma’am?” “Shhhh,” she whispered, placing a slender finger across my lips. “Do not speak. You are frightened and nervous. This is your first time. I understand. Please, let me give you a little spanking. It will relax you and prepare you for the cane.” Horror or horrors! This woman was asking to spank me as though she was doing me a favor! Every instinct in my body and brain told me to flee. I imagined myself turning, rushing to the door and flinging it open, and running down the corridor and pasted Melinda, the beautiful secretary. But I couldn’t move. My feet were nailed to the floor.
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