For the rest of the class, Lisa kept her head down and didn’t say a word. I couldn’t take my eyes off of her. I went from her bottom to her calves clad in those knee socks. I kept thinking about what I saw and I was so turned on. After class, I remember Lisa going to her locker and a couple of girls surrounding her and comforting her. Later that evening, thinking about what happened. I have no idea why and to this day I still don’t know why I became so interested in watching a female being paddled.
Witnessed School Paddling10
