Chapter 35 Principal's Office Two

Mr. Anderson gently placed his hand on my still trembling ass cheek and stroked it, careful not to touch the still sensitive red welts that stripped my ass. The rough skin of his palm barely made contact with the soft smooth skin of my bottom. He paused for a moment and then pressed his hand firmly into my flesh, squeezing it as he spread my cheeks apart so that he could get a better look at my wet gaping entrance. I pressed my ass back into his hand, affirming his actions. He released his grip and I feared that I might have acted too soon. I dreaded the thought of him telling me to tidy myself and leave.