Her eyes hard and bright in the mirror, her gaze unblinking, she traces each stripe in turn, glancing downwards from time to time as I try not to moan...at her touch.By the time she has traced her canvas, all of it, pain and pleasure have merged into one and I can no longer tell one from another.Her hand falls away.When she speaks her breath is hot in my ear and her voice a purr.“Kneel for me now, David.”I kneel as instructed, and as I lower my head, the swish of her skirt and the click of her. She gasped several times and rolled hershoulders from the sudden sharp pain that radiated out into each breast thenshe started to raise her hands toward the painful clips."NO JENNY!" Her ex-boss told her sternly. "You leave them right where theyare! Understand?" He asked. Jenny's new personality would only allow her tonod her head that she understood and she bit harder on her lower lip to keepfrom whimpering. As she sat there in silence, quivering slightly from thepainful clips Beckys boyfriend. They started to say something but a little tap on the thighs stopped them.Both girls received another twelve on exactly the same spots but this time the tip of the cane landing on the opposite cheek. After three the girls were sobbing loudly, but talking back was one of the worst things you could do at Red Hill. When they stood up tears were running down their faces and when they tried to rub their bottoms better it only made it worse!All the girls were allowed to take there kit and go to their. On Friday evening, I had a visit from Alice which didn’t really answer any questions. She told me that Penny was back from Florida, but that they hadn’t reached any conclusions. I explained about being away for the weekends, so the Saturday morning computer times would be out, but that Penny could still come over on Thursdays if Alice was OK with that.“Yes. We don’t want to cut her off completely from the computer stuff, but I’m going to come with her. I hope you don’t mind.”I didn’t, though I.