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Charlotte and Samantha have found their naughty bottoms in my study again. I have just chastised them. I am now stood at my implement cupboard selecting a tawse to teach them a lesson with.
I pick a stiff, long, narrow, thick inflexible one. Then I turn, holding it behind my back. “Get over to my desk, and bend over, side by side.
I love seeing schoolgirl knickers and private parts, it is a real perk to my job. As I watch them walk smartly over to my ‘Captain’s Desk’, my manhood begins to stir as my thoughts go to their tight panties. I can almost see them in my mind…
They stand side by side at the desk. The wonderful feeling of control and power surges through my body and right up to the tip of my erection, now throbbing. The Board of Education has given me this power and I love it. Obey me they must.
They arrange themselves neatly besides each other, their pleated skirts hanging loosely. My anticipation is almost unbearable. My mind is under their skirts, watching their damp little panties as they nervously prepare themselves.
I compose myself and give the command. “BEND OVEEER!!”
I place the instrument of punishment on the desk. My God, it is a fearsome looking weapon. I boom out again, in a calm no nonsense way. “LIFT YOUR SKIRTS HIGH!”
They do so. Two magnificent, firm, knicker clad bottoms, clad in tight white cotton are there before me. I make them wait, I can tell by the slight movement of the material creasing as I watch, that their naughty bottoms are twitching and quivering in nervous anticipation. ‘Let them wait for the next command.’ I think cruelly as I stare.
Focussed on the twitching crotches of those tight, white, panties, I allow my left hand to slide into my pocket for a little fiddle…