“Are you going to wash your shorts sir?” she asked and I thought that as I was doing a load it would be a good idea and when I nodded my head Jani... got excited as I slipped them off and stood there naked in front of her, her eyes were transfixed on my hanging cock as I grabbed my big tee shirt and slipped it on, “Wow sir, now we dressed the same sir” she said seeing that my tee shirt hung down to the top of my thighs which was about how long Janie’s night shirt was and although it wasn’t done. My stiff cock was making me reckless, brave, whatever you want to call it. I stopped jacking off and got up on my knees beside her left shoulder. I leaned over and closely examined her shoulder strap. There appeared to be just the slightest amount of slack in it where it crossed from the top of her shoulder to her collar bone?? I gently stuck the tip of my right index finger under it. She did not stir. I started to slowly tug at it, moving it incrementally closer to the edge of her shoulder. It. ?"Willow tried to count what that would mean. She was beginning to shake."Ma'am that would be 22 stokes." Willow was almost sobbing."Really? What about your incorrect count. What about that? I asked you how many you had coming and you got that wrong. That means the count doubled."44 strokes punishment are due." Page pronounced.The bald slave fell to her knees and began to plead, but Page cut her off."Silence. Let that untrained mouth start blabbing and you will end up with a hundred strokes. .you sucked a damn good dick and we all have heard how well you can get fucked now get out of those jeans quick and in your knees so we can get started and be finished before it gets dark...' I muttered '...anyone have any thing to use as lube or any condoms...' they all looked one to another before Raymond came over to me and fished out his cock and demanded '...you want lube, then you better get this dick all wet and shyt so it can slid up your tight ass hole. If not, it's going up your ass.