Tied on her tiptoes
Gingerly she approached. The protruding wood was just at the height of her crotch, and she was not sure what was required of her.
“Straddle it,” said the Principal. “And lie flat on the desktop.”
Toni raised her right leg and swung it over the wooden horn. She had to go on tiptoe to do so, and the wood felt cold and hard against the flesh of her sex. Then she slowly lowered her body forwards, her tied hands making it difficult to keep her balance.
She gave a little intake of breath as her nipples brushed the leather, but forced herself down, until her whole torso was pressed against the cold, hard desktop, her head turned to one side, facing her tormentors.
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