“BOTH OF YOU,” he yelled.The girls just nodded their heads yes and said, “You’ll have to wait until we get our little slut up from here so she...can eat.”With that, they saw Tracy was nearly awake, and began to untie her. They helped her off the table and she just about collapsed to her knees when she touched the floor. The girls said, “Good, that’s where we want you anyway,” and placed her food on the floor. “Here’s lunch slut, “said Linda, “and you better eat it all and be finished by the time. The girl with the shoulder-length brown hair was crying into her arms but was trying her best not to make as much noise as her friend was across from her. The Head Mistress leaned over the table once more and picked up her large American-style wooden spanking paddle. She held this in her right hand and smiled across at Lauren Dickson, who was watching her, absolutely fascinated by what she was witnessing.Amelia held her prized possession out in her right hand and gestured at Charlotte Cranston,. It was soon apparent she was close. Moving my fingers across her button as I licked her nipples she moaned louder and then.I could feel her juice trickling over my fingers as she buried her face in my shoulder to stifle her groaning, as she came. She grabbed me and snogged me furiously as I withdrew my fingers, unbuttoning my jeans I pulled them and my boxers down, with my solid wood in my hand I turned her around and whispered in her ear “Put your hands on the wall”.As she did I gathered up. "Anything," I confirm."Clothes off, in my room, on the bed, now," you demand.I quickly follow your orders. Removing my blouse and my plaid skirt. I eagerly unhook my bra and let it drop to the floor. I slide off my lacy pink panties and let them join the pile of fabric around my feet. Now fully exposed, I prance to your bedroom and sit softly on the edge of your bed. You follow.You walk to the tall wardrobe in the corner. The wardrobe contains all of the items we would ever need to fulfill your.