Miss Sanchez stood behind Cindy and gently touched the end of the paddle to one cheek of her naked ass. The girl flinched at the contact, but then relaxed as her teacher simply slid the piece of cool wood over both of her smooth, white cheeks. Then she lifted it about six inches and brought it down with a quick flick of the wrist.
Cindy let out a startled yelp and instinctively pulled away, but as the crisp shot of pain shot an electric charge to her p***y, she moaned and stuck her ass back out.
The smack of the paddle felt so much different than Miss Sanchez's hand had felt landing on her ass. Her hand had stung a more broad and soft-edged area, where the end of the yardstick lit up a concentrated little rectangle. And the hand-slap had faded quickly, while she continued to feel the bur
