You grab a candle stick and begin to let it drip, putting your initials in my chest in wax.You work your way up and down my body with your candles. C...vering my throat, my belly, my hips, and finally my slit. You watch me squirm and scream and whimper as colors cover my skin. Letting the wax cool and harden on me, you walk away, only to come back with a crop. “I want to see how tender that skin is now.” You proceed to beat me with your crop, cleaning my skin of the wax. Each blow stinging. We wouldn't want to get intheir way, so you will not use any elevators. Besides, we both know whatwhores like you do in elevators, don't we? There's a stairway at the end ofthe hallway which will take you all the way to the lobby or the mailroom." If you're caught using an elevator, I'll see to it that you are throwninto that very elevator and gang****d. Of course," she reflectedthoughtfully, "given rule #2, it wouldn't really be ****, would it?" I'm sure you're wondering about the hair dye.. I watched for a while and then just had tot my cock out , I was wanking slowly , wanting to delay as long as possible , and inevitably I ran out of coins.I pulled my pants up and went out , to get some more change , my cock was rock hard and I was totally horned up, at the end of the corridor there were a couple of people , when I looked closer I saw a man on his knees sucking a fellow with his pants down , I walked to the corner to see more , and noticed down this corridor were quite a few. We had such a wonderfultime," I gushed."Did your young man behave himself?" Yes Mom, he was a perfect gentleman." Except for the goodnight kiss." You saw?" I didn't need to, your lipstick is smeared."I couldn't help blushing."It was only a goodnight kiss." Honey, I know, just be careful."I hugged my mother goodnight and went to my room for a fitful sleep. Icouldn't get my mind off of Kurt and our kiss. I knew I was one hundredpercent girl now, well except for the obvious, but as far as Mark.