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An argument about a church bus leads to a fucking good time.

I went to Seamus' place to get some relief from my horniness.

Seamus told me that I would need to be punished before he would fuck me. Never before had I been spanked as part of sex play and I was not averse to taking punishment before getting fucked; in fact, the idea made me even hornier.

"How will you punish me?" I asked.

"You will lie down on the bed face down. Your bare ass exposed. I will whip you twenty times across your bare ass with my belt."

"I'm really fucking horny right now and I'm going to be hornier after you punish me. Will you fuck me after you whip me?"

"Don't you worry; after I punish you, you will get fucked. The punish-ment is going to be pretty intense so I'm going to have to restrain you."

"I've taken the cane a few times at school across my bare ass so I'm sure I can handle your punishment."

It was true. I went to an all-girl Catholic high school and the nuns were pretty serious. They made a point of ensuring that no one who graduated made it through without being punished for one thing or another. The theory was that they would fabricate a reason just to ensure that every girl who finished will have been caned at least once. Rumour had it that if you made it to your final year, the pun-ishment would be meted out just prior to the graduation ceremony. It appeared to be true, because the entire school would be in atten-dance with the graduating class seated on the stage and several of the girls looked somewhat distressed and were unable to sit still throughout the service.

I myself was a bit of a rebel and I would get a caning a least once per year and at times twice per year. The first time was for six strokes. Because it was an all-girl school and punishment was meted out by nuns, the caning was always applied to our bared asses. We were required to wear white cotton underwear. Being a rebel, I wore a thong. When I was instructed to bend across the caning bench for my first punishment, the headmaster discovered I was not wearing the prescribed underwear and the 6 stroke punishment became twelve. The way the rules were written a stroke only counted as a stroke if the cane landed on both ass cheeks; if only one cheek was struck then the stroke only counted as half a stroke. Usually the nun would stand beside her victim, me in this case, to ensure each stroke was firm. In my case, she stood behind me and applied six strokes to each cheek, alternating between the left and right cheek.

Records would be kept and subsequent punishments would be more severe. In my final year I took twelve strokes on three consecutive Mondays which comprised a single punishment. I didn't know what time on each Monday that the caning would be administered and at some random time during the day two nuns would appear at the classroom door to escort me to punishment. Punishment from the nuns is difficult to take, but this was so much worse because I did not know when the punishment would come and I knew that the twelve I would take would be twelve on each cheek. The second caning of the punishment was meted out at the end of the school day. As I was leaving the school building, I was stopped by two nuns. Terror in the pit of my stomach...I had thought that I'd gotten free. That punish-ment was very difficult to take. Usually punishment was administered in the principal's office, but because this was more serious, I was es-corted to the punishment room upstairs. Four nuns held me bent over a caning bench as I was slowly whipped with a leather tawse on my bare ass. I was told that my screams and pleading could be heard through the partially opened window in the upstairs punishment room.

Regardless of my punishment experience, Seamus insisted that I be restrained.

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