This was so much more than she had dreamt in her quiet moments before sleep. So many emotions, so many sensations all clamouring for her attention but... overriding all, was something like a furnace, blazing in the pit of her stomach. Was this to be the occasion? Was this to be the culmination of her fantasies that had plagued her dreams for so many years? Added to her roiling emotions was doubt. Would she be able to please this man, having had no experience before? Would it hurt? Would he be. I was not surprised. She had large, uncommonly well-formed breasts. Undoubtedly men had been paying more attention to her chest than to her face or any other part of her anatomy since puberty. Some women invest a surprising amount of their identity in their breasts.When he was finished the spanking, he said, ?Would you prefer to receive my cock in your mouth or cunt??She looked back at him over her shoulder and said, ?Please use my cunt, sir.??As you wish.? He kept her bent over his desk while. "Yeah, yeah, I know. We've all heard how he runs, but he won't last long out here. Besides, he's going downhill; wait until he starts back up. He'll be walking at least part of the way and that four-minute pace will go out the window. Couple miles downhill is easy, coming back up this mountain is going to be a bitch." He'll run twenty," Carter said."No way. Five miles at the most on this mountain, I'll bet."Mayfield couldn't see the grin behind Carter's visor. "Twenty minimum."The Lieutenant. I said what’s going to happen to her, George told me to please be quiet and just observe. The older woman was openly sobbing and crying and pleading with the master to let her free. The crowd chanted nirvana will set you free. I watched in absolute horror as a larger guillotine device was brought into the room. I looked at George but his face was like a stone, cold and unmoving. I whispered for gods sake George do something ! The master turned and yelled silence. We need silence so nirvana may.