She had been taught count. Another whack and the sensation of her clit rubbing the wood of the pole was starting to make her wet. “2. Thank you si.... May I have another?” she spoke. After swats you could see nice red and purple boot prints forming on her ass. He put a big finger in her pussy as the juices began to drip down his hand. “Your pretty wet young lady. Did you learn your lesson?” “Yes Master.” She quickly answered him. “Well now, what are we going to do about your wet cunt then. "The rest of the game was anti-climatic as we scored a few more and Detroit scored a couple, but the final of seven to two was decisive. It was a 'Holy Shit', or would that be an 'Oh Boy' moment?I sat in the clubhouse with a bunch of food on a plate, stuffing it into my mouth while my teammates were toasting each other with beer. I had that satisfied feeling of having done what I was being paid to do, having had a two for four day with the home run. My infield work was perfect with Zobrist and. Startled, Fay jerked forward, bumping her head on the shelves before spinning on her heel and gawping, alarmed, at the man standing in front of her. ‘Hello, girl,’ he said, sternly. ‘I’m…ah…sorry…errr…’ was all that Fay could manage, her eyes darting between the man in front of her and the fat man she’d noticed over his shoulder who was leering openly at her cleavage, wantonly displayed in the silly maid’s outfit. Fay opened her mouth to speak again, far too confused and a little scared by. If he wants to see you about that cabin, you say you bought from him he'll send for you. It's my guess you were set-up—by him—so don't think he's going to be any help, lover."Hack jerked and spurted. Zelda laughed, dressed, and bade him "goodnight."Irma Thiler, accompanied by an officious Magda and a muscular bodyguard, visited the Kaiser women the morning after the Thiler's arrival.Fiona remembered Irma from the dinner party she had thrown to celebrate Hack's successful business deal with.