My Pastor

I was always in trouble as a kid in a private school. Our paster was our headmaster and dolled out our punishment. I often was spanked with his firm hand. I can’t explain why I liked it as a kid and knowing it was bad to like it made it better. I’d do something to get spanked I yank off in the bathroom.
I he made me take down my pants the first time ever and I admit I moaned a bit. He beat my ass Raw and I saw a bulge in his slacks I beat off for a month to the thought of him spanking me and making me sick his cock behind his desk. The next time I told him I learned better with my pants down. I tucked my cock and balls so they were scene and took some of the impact. I begged him to punish me. I didn’t know what I was saying it was mostly mumbles and begging.
He pushed my face into my desk all I could smell was the leather from his Bible. I confessed that this is what I wanted. I loved his hands on me. I could feel my precum dripping down my leg. He turned me about and I was gagging on his engorged cock. Minutes passed and suddenly I was choking on his cum. I swallowed and begged for more.