Diaper mistress spank

Description:A few days passed, Sam had managed to stay out of trouble, his warning from Miss Sharp seemed to have improved his behaviour, and after a while he didn't feel the need to avoid eye contact with Miss Sharp whenever he saw her. The end of the lesson soon came, and as Sam gathered up his books and began to leave the classroom ,Miss Sharp said. A few minutes later, just as Mrs Hill was announcing the end of the lesson he heard a knock at the classroom door and saw Miss Sharp enter the room, at that moment the bell rang and the class got up and began to leave the room ,Miss Sharp walked over to Sam and said, "Didn't want you to forget about our appointment young man, so I thought I'd come and get you". It was while he was coming out of Miss Jady's English class that his luck changed, he was walking down the busy corridor, on his way to another lesson thinking about how gorgeous Miss jady had looked during English, when he heard his name called out, he turned to see Miss Sharp looking at him and gesturing for him to 'come here', he thought nothing of it as he walked over to where she was standing, He hadn't anything to worry about, he hadn't done anything wrong. Sam couldn't concentrate at all through the next lesson, he was nervous about what was to come, he kept glancing up at the clock hoping that it would slow down, give him more time, by the end of the lesson he had convinced himself that he would probably be doing a stack of horrible sums, or even a thousand lines. She then got up and opened the door, and as he walked out she gave him a gentle slap on the bottom. Sam was a typical eighteen year old in some ways, but he was very young looking for his age, he was very small and was showing no sign of growing up, either mentally of physically, he quite often played the fool in class much to his previous head teacher's annoyance, he also had a huge crush on his English teacher, Miss Jady, according to Sam's diary, she was a 'stunner', a beautiful, slim young woman of about 26, with long whispie blonde hair, a very pretty face that was always expertly made up, she always wore pretty feminine clothes and sometimes very short skirts, every time he saw her at English or even in the corridor she would smile and say hello, and he would find himself blushing bright red.

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