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Chapter 22 by MaAlex90 MaAlex90

What will Jennifer do?

She obeys

Jennifer signed and stood up. Then she draped herself over his lap once he had pushed himself back from the table. There was a hush from the room as every eye watched.

Paul suppressed a moan as he felt her weight on his lap. His cock was throbbing and we wanted desperately to have Jennifer take care of him but he couldn’t do that until they were alone. He put his left arm around her waist, holding her tightly. Her skin was soft and he was dying to run his hands all over but didn’t dare in public. Then it dawned on him. She was required to stay aroused all the time and he hadn’t checked her. He would do that after the spanking was done.

She had felt something against her side but then Paul quickly altered his position. She had a good idea what it was and now it finally fit together for her. He DID enjoy giving spankings and this would seem like a dream to him. She knew she had something she wanted to ask him but wanted to wait until they were in private. She was afraid it might embarrass him.

Though she would never admit it to anyone, she liked the attention she was getting from Paul. Even when he had her like this, she still knew he cared. She wanted to repay him somehow but she had the feeling Paul would think of something when they were alone.

She nodded at Paul, acknowledging she was ready and he began. There was something different about this one, other than it hurting more. That was just a side effect of the spankings she had received throughout the day. He seemed more into it.

She had remembered at the assembly that the principle had made it very clear that one of their main jobs was to made sure make sure their partner stayed aroused. Though at the moment she didn’t need any help, the thought of her making Paul aroused made her aroused as well but she was curious to why Paul hadn’t been checking. She was praying he had forgotten and that would be one less thing she would have to worry about.

Paul began by running his hand gently over her bottom, assessing the lay of the land, so to speak. Then he raised his hand and gave her a swat. He felt her give a little jerk but it was more surprise than pain. He hadn’t hit her that hard. Idly he ran a finger lightly down the crack in her ass and felt her respond. Then he smacked her again, harder. She bucked and he resumed the gentle rubbing. For a few smacks, he alternated the gentle caresses with sharp smacks of his hand.

He gave her a series of hard smacks on the lower under curves of her ass, causing her to wriggle and begin to kick. He took advantage of that by sliding his hand up the inside of her thigh but felt her close her legs when he got too close. That annoyed him so he smacked her again several times, harder. She was starting to react more strongly now and he again slid a hand up her thigh, trying to touch her slit. Still she resisted. Yet again he smacked her, their silent conversation being closely observed by the rest of the students.

Her increasingly frantic wriggling was getting to him. He was increasingly aroused. He didn’t know if she noticed with her bottom getting redder and redder

The pain was starting to get to her. She had no idea how this was turning Paul on, well other than having a naked teen over his lap. She had no intention of letting him feel her in that spot while they were in public. They both had a point to make and he was in the lead.

�I thought you said you weren’t going to make me throw up? If you keep this up I am.� She knew she wasn’t going to, she just hoped she could maybe fake him out. Her bottom was growing more and more sore. The hand spanking was awakening the earlier spankings she had received and it didn’t feel good.

Paul immediately felt guilty and stopped. He just began to rub her bottom. When he tried to slip his hand between her legs, she closed them. He slapped her bottom hard and she got the message and relaxed. He touched her but again couldn’t bring himself to continue so he stopped and let her stand up.

She was glad her guilt trip had worked. Maybe there was a chance for her after all. She didn’t like him touching her there, at least in public. It wouldn’t be so bad if he did it in private but she knew he had the right to make all the calls.

After she was up, she could tell Paul still felt guilty over the incident. She thought about sitting down and decided it best not to and crouched down beside Paul. She decided to change the subject. �You think your dad will agree to you continuing to take ‘charge’ of me after school lets out? I’m not so sure about mine, especially after this morning. He seems different, though I’m sure if your dad talks to him he might come around.�

She smiled and took his hand. �I know your trying to help me and, in a sense, I believe I’m helping you.� She wondered if he got where she was going with that last part. She knew the eyes were still on her. She leaned in close to his ear. �Don’t get mad but I really wasn’t sick.� Before he could reply, she gave him a quick kiss on his cheek and stood back up.

Paul was torn. He really liked the kiss. It made him feel wonderful but he was mad that she had outsmarted him. He decided to let it go for now. Just then the bell rang. It was time for their next class. �I have English next. But frankly I think you need a break from the spanking. So if any of the teachers want to do it, I will object and tell them that it is taken care of. You just have to behave. You’re probably going to have to cum once more though at some point. But I will leave that to the teachers. If they don’t ask, I won’t either.

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