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Caught Stealing Thongs

Date: 8/24/2015, Categories: Fiction, Asian, Interracial, Spanking, Teen, Transsexual, Transvestite, Author: willingwimp, Rating: 81.3, Source: sexstories.com

his hands on my hips and moved me closed still so that his knees were on either side of me. Then he slid his hands down the sides of my legs, then at about the knee, moved his hands to the inside of my thighs and moved his hands up, under my miniskirt and lightly brushed my crotch, just long enough to confirm that I was, in fact, a boy. He brought his hands from under my skirt and then unbuttoned and untied my shirt. He let it fall off my shoulders. "So, these are not real, I'm guessing." Out spilled the falsies, revealing my flat chest. He brushed my hair out my face. Then he unhooked my front-clasping bra and pulled it off, leaving me standing only in my mini skirt and heels. "I need to check if you are wearing stolen goods, Chrissy. Standard protocol. Take off your skirt." I unsnapped and unzipped my miniskirt, letting it fall at my feet, and then stepped out of it. And, yes, I was wearing a tiny black thong with the price tag still on it. "Chrissy, that's stolen property. The courts and the police will punish you in a way that will destroy your life." I burst into tears, shaking my head, really my whole body shaking. I totally fell apart to the point where I could hardly breathe. "Okay, okay," Mr. Johnson said. "I think we can handle your punishment privately, right here between the two of us. Just us. No word to anyone else, ever. Understood?" I looked at him with my doe-like mascara-run eyes and nodded my head as I choked back little sobs. "Come closer." I did as I was ... told. "Lay across my lap, Chrissy," Mr. Johnson said as he grabbed a handful of my hair and pulled me down. I laid my slender body face down across his lap with my cute, round buttocks raised, awaiting my punishment. "You have been a very bad little girl, Chrissy," Mr. Johnson said as he still held a handful of my hair with one hand and with the other he squeezed and stroked my young, tight derriere. His hand lightly massaged my uplifted bottom. "This is going to hurt, young lady." I squirmed on his lap and adding to my embarrassment, my cock suddenly hardened, pressed against his thighs. He pulled my thong just to where my leg meets the swell of my ass, exposing me, and then I felt and heard it--a loud, burning smack, as his open hand slapped my bottom. I gave out a high pitched yelp. "You little bitch, we can't have you screaming here." he yanked the thong down my legs and stuffed it in my mouth. His left hand was now over my panty-stuffed mouth as he proceeded with hard spanking of my poor young bottom. Tears ran down my face, I struggled, but I was helpless in his strong arms, and my cries were muffled by the thong that filled my mouth. My cock was fully erect and hard. And so was Mr. Johnson's. I'm sure each of us was feeling the other as we rubbed against each other. Slap, swat, slap, he peppered my buttocks with his open hand. My muffled shrieks turned to whimpers. My buttocks were scalding hot, inflamed, bright red. Mr. Johnson pulled me up and off his lap, but I sank ...