Hannah watched his face as he came, and he could see Lauren's head turned back to see as well. Georges was smiling as he slowly fucked Lauren's vagina...Lauren loved watching Finch cum inside Hannah's body. She tensed and writhed, watching her brother's orgasming body a moment before turning back to Georges. She ran her hands down his sides and then over his ass, squeezing him, making him thrust faster, deeper. Georges fucked her harder, his groin slapping against her clit. Lauren met his. ?I think we will start the training today with a thorough whipping.?Julie had not forgotten her last punishment from the night before. Indeed, she still had the stripes along her back side. Her mind reeled, trying to think of what she had done, or failed to do, that would warrant this whipping.?Bend over this chair dear.?Julie held back, and looked into her mistress’ eyes.?But why do I have to be whipped? I try to be a good girl.??You are a good girl. Whipping is not always for punishment. . John told me to get into one of the stalls and close the door. I had no idea what he was up to, I just did as he told me as I heard him walk back out. A few minutes later, I heard someone come in. The stall door pushed open and there was a young man standing there. I was sitting on the toilet with my tits flowing out the top of my skirt. The young man stood there for a second filling his eyes full of my big tits. I told him to come in and close the stalls door. The young man came into the stall. ‘Put my bag down this instant. This has gone far enough! That’s it I’m getting up, no silly fantasy is worth this!’I was openly crying now.‘Robbie you will stay exactly where you are and how you are unless you want me to hurt you some more. How are your shoulders feeling anyway?’She giggled.‘This is no longer your bag, it’s my bag now.’I pushed her leg away in an attempt to get up. Then a flash of anger across her face. And pain exploded in my breast. She had stomped on me hard. Lifted her left.