I had no comeback to that I was being sexist and I apologized to her. I had already taken in her looks and judged her to be early twenties, a slender ...rame but well formed and short brown hair being at work she had no makeup but she had no need of it as her skin was lightly tanned and her pink lips were full and for the most were smiling.I thought she smiled cute. The music she put on was a mixture of artists,turned out they were Irish and none where known to me but they sounded good,I asked. Ma'am All but book 










 



**Mistress:** Really. Well then Get all of them now.







**Slave:** 

Ma'am... They are not here right now ma'am. They are in my lock box at my other home. Ma'am

 


I can get tomorrow ma'am









 



**Mistress:**That's two more demerits, plus one more for being unprepared.









 



**Slave:** Yes ma'am









 **Mistress:** 



How many demerits are you up to now?... ut oh, one more

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**Slave:** Ma'am yes ma'am




,. This exquisite pleasure cut short her protests and when she came it was completely uncontrolled, heavy panting, hips bucking, fanny muscles squeezing his cock while her ring pulsed closed on his thumb as she writhed with squeals of rapture.A short rest then slowly, very slowly, he began firmly thrusting, in as far as possible then back out to the tip and back in, each repeated thrust a little stronger than the last. Her hips started to roll in time, back up as he slid in, down forward as he. ” He said, as he walked around his desk and retrieved a leather riding crop from the center drawer.“No, please?” Suzi began pleading.“DO IT!!” John said, slapping the crop against his palm.Reluctantly, Suzi slid her panties down and stepped out of them. She looked at John with pleading eyes as he motioned her to continue.She slowly bent over, reaching back to lift her skirt, flipping it up onto her hips and exposing her bare bottom.“Grab your ankles.” He said, showing no emotion.John reached.