That's Petula's owner, mailed me yesterday. He wants the girl fucked at least six times a day for the whole of this week. That will keep the male Trai...ers busy but I'm sure they don't mind. You, of course, could fuck her if you wish.“„Er... thank you, Madame,“ said Quentin. He looked down to see the nefro now in full erection. A massive weapon indeed!„That was something I should have told you about, Mr Osman,“ Madame Vesta saying. „You can always mail or fax me as to how you want you slave. The next day at school, after we had taken our seats in history class, Daphne turned to me with a big, wide-eyed smile, reached out to grab my arm and said, “Hey that was fun yesterday. Want to go for a ride after school today?” “Yeah, I guess.” I mumbled, trying to be cool and not seem over excited.” “Don’t worry, I’ll make it worth your while,” she chuckled. Oh God! This can’t really be happening! I must be dreaming, I thought.After school we got into Daphne’s car and drove off just a few. She was not surprised by any of this because she used to dissolve into tears when she was given a spanking by Miss Lewis. So she knew she could not stop herself gasping as the spanks landed and she gasped louder still as Kathy spanked the backs of her legs. However, as much as the pain was getting to her, Lucy realised that she was still aroused by being across the teenager’s lap.Kathy landed spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks for several minutes before doing the same to the back of. Jason instantly dismissed them before heading back to the table where Di was already seated. She had an irritated look on her face as she stabbed her salad."I didn't mean to piss you off by bringing up school," Jason said as he guessed at the cause of her shifting mood. He avoided her eyes by focusing on eating a piece of pizza."It's not you, it's them." Her eyes flickered over her shoulder to direct his attention to the now laughing girls. She ate her salad while he considered what she said."I.