Sometimes It Feels Like A Sex Crime

When I was a little girl I used to like to play school with the other kids. Somehow I always ended up playing the teacher, and everyone needed a spanking.  I wasn’t happy until there were welts. Large raised weals of red flesh, hot and thrumming under my cold fingertips.

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