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Cardio/Yoga teacher Connie Lingus has no idea the effect she has on the young women she teaches at St. Adrians. Growing up conservative, her naivety knows no bounds, completely unaware of the sapphic on-goings behind closed doors (or honestly, right under her nose).
Connie preaches chastity until marriage, good health and a positive mindset. A breath of fresh air to students and staff alike, there's a silent agreement between everyone not to tamper with her knowledge of the world - what she doesn't know, can't hurt her! Connie is a hit with the students there. At times, innappropriately so. With her.. lack of experience, signs her up for gullibility on a near daily basis. Such is today's case. Molly, who's been in puppy love with her new teacher for months now has been unable to shake the fantasy of her teacher taking her over her lap. She's heard through whisperings Miss Connie's got a sharp hand and a knack for scolding, and wants a taste herself.
It's easy enough to manuever, kick her uniform under the bed in the morning, claim ignorance when she's pulled up for it. Connie almost lets it slide, pointing out she can work out in her underwear, or rummage through the dreaded lost and found to find any spares that'll fit. Molly, fully aware of this as a pseudo punishment knows to push for a real consequence. Fully rehearsed, she takes a deep breath and lets out an uncharacteristic shriek.
"There's NO way I'm getting into anyone's minging fucking kit. And YOU can't make me!"
Molly set to make a scene, and it stops Miss Connie in place, as intended. The yoga teacher looks over her studiously, hand on hip, and a cocked brow.
"Fine. Stay put. The rest of you girls go warm up, I'll be through in a moment."
There's no need to raise her voice, the girls filter out, some of them giving Molly a knowing (and unimpressed) glare on the way until Connie's left alone with the offender. It's better than Molly even imagined, hairs standing on end as Miss Connie sighs, circling round her whilst she lectures- though the words garble under the pulse pounding in her ears, until a very anticipated "now get over here." is crystal clear.
The reality of being over Miss Connie's lap finally hits Molly, that she's in a much more dire situation than she'd planned for. The combination of her teacher's strong grip, muscular thigh holding her still and the intimate smell of deodorant that reminds her how close she is makes her feel drunk with excitement. The spanking doesn't help, firing up a masochistic drive Molly discovered when she turned 22, many years ago, and she's reduced to a complete mess.
Miss Connie is of course fully equipped to deliver such a punishment, only taking a pause to brush her student's hair out of her face, and give her a warning about her incessant wiggling, which only exacerbates Molly's predicament. Totally blind to the fact that she's transformed a fully grown woman into a brat, rutting against a very expensive pair of Lululemon leggings and teetering on an extremely dangerous edge.
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More commission work, with my new favourite addition to the teaching staff at St. Adrians. A totally naive yoga teacher, with the name Connie Lingus.... I may be truly, truly in love. Molly is a lucky girl, in an extremely humiliating position. Let's all wish her luck to not completely bust during Miss Connie's spanking!! o7
It's always exciting to draw girls in precarious situations, this one may easily be in my top 3, I really wanted it to feel hot and steamy like Molly's mind is.. I really enjoy a scene where a spankee is also secretly into it (or in this case, not so secret)
If you want a beautifully rendered spanking of your own, I'm a hoot to work with and taking commissions.
Thanks everyone!
-Furni ^_^)//
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