When i was13 years
she was my teacher tall girl 25-27 years old... brunnet ..smoker.... angry and very beautiful.
When I was absent from school repeatedly, my mother asked my
teacher ... and asked to meet her and met at the school for the first time, and she was terrified and anxious, because my mother asked my teacher to punish me severely and watch me, and I entrusted all of my affairs to her while I was at school because of my mother's preoccupation with her mother's illness. This was one of the reasons for my fear because my teacher was severely punished when she punished a student who made a big mistake after alerting him
My teacher was always carrying a long bamboo in her hand that was burning the palms and the back of the students ... as if it was a fire that caught you
The teacher did not stop beating, despite your groaning and crying, until she finished her punishment for you completely .. She was also famous for the power of suddenly slapping her in the face ..
Everyone feared her and feared her bamboo ...
... and what I feared happened
I sent the teacher in my request the next morning to explain to her the reason for my absence and neglect of my duties and my lessons. .
I could not convince her of the reasons for my absence, and she was really helpless in front of her terrifying and sharp looks throughout my talk.
She slowly smoked her cigarette without taking her eyes off me .. Suddenly her hand fell by a slap on my left cheek, I lost my balance and felt the fire engulfing my face, but I still clearly remember the mixing of the scent of her transparent perfume with the scent of her long, elegant cigarette. And I did not recover from this euphoria except for the impact of another slap on the exact same place ... She was skilled and professional ....
After that, the beating party began with that damned bamboo ... We greeted my little palms, and often on my butt, which had been clearly marked for more than a week.
From here, another relationship began between me and smoking, so I loved it and started smoking exactly like my teacher.
I also began a long and delicious intimate relationship with my feeling the beautiful pain in my butt and my euphoria because of it.
And I cannot forget how I used to make mistakes later on premeditatedly and deliberately to punish me by my teacher over and over again every week. This is a beautiful story that arose between me and my teacher whose name is Nadia .. That teacher did not know about it, and I can never forget it.
When I was absent from school repeatedly, my mother asked my
teacher ... and asked to meet her and met at the school for the first time, and she was terrified and anxious, because my mother asked my teacher to punish me severely and watch me, and I entrusted all of my affairs to her while I was at school because of my mother's preoccupation with her mother's illness. This was one of the reasons for my fear because my teacher was severely punished when she punished a student who made a big mistake after alerting him
My teacher was always carrying a long bamboo in her hand that was burning the palms and the back of the students ... as if it was a fire that caught you
The teacher did not stop beating, despite your groaning and crying, until she finished her punishment for you completely .. She was also famous for the power of suddenly slapping her in the face ..
Everyone feared her and feared her bamboo ...
... and what I feared happened
I sent the teacher in my request the next morning to explain to her the reason for my absence and neglect of my duties and my lessons. .
I could not convince her of the reasons for my absence, and she was really helpless in front of her terrifying and sharp looks throughout my talk.
She slowly smoked her cigarette without taking her eyes off me .. Suddenly her hand fell by a slap on my left cheek, I lost my balance and felt the fire engulfing my face, but I still clearly remember the mixing of the scent of her transparent perfume with the scent of her long, elegant cigarette. And I did not recover from this euphoria except for the impact of another slap on the exact same place ... She was skilled and professional ....
After that, the beating party began with that damned bamboo ... We greeted my little palms, and often on my butt, which had been clearly marked for more than a week.
From here, another relationship began between me and smoking, so I loved it and started smoking exactly like my teacher.
I also began a long and delicious intimate relationship with my feeling the beautiful pain in my butt and my euphoria because of it.
And I cannot forget how I used to make mistakes later on premeditatedly and deliberately to punish me by my teacher over and over again every week. This is a beautiful story that arose between me and my teacher whose name is Nadia .. That teacher did not know about it, and I can never forget it.
3 years ago