"She did that while I took the bread out of the bread maker. "How many slices of bread each?" We'll have two each, I think. Thick, please." Me too." I...cut six thick slices and put them in a bread basket.Sam brought her stash from the fridge over to the counter, next to me. "Do you mind if we have some Brussels pate too? We love it, you know." No problem. You can have anything you fancy." Not the pickled herring, though. Yuck, raw fish." Sam made a face."So no sushi either or smoked salmon?". That was what Miss Foster had demanded when agreeing to help Miss Jackson. It was also agreed that the punishment couldn’t be as public as a detention and so the cane was the obvious choice. It was quick and easy compared to, say, a spanking, which took far longer to give and had more chance of being discovered.Miss Jackson stood obediently looking at the dominant Miss Foster. She had a severe attitude and Miss Jackson was as wary of Miss Foster as the students were of her, which was funny as. . WHACK...Mr Dorking reaches around places a ball gag in her stunned mouth and fixes the straps firmly . Her arms behind her back are handcuffed. A dog collar attached and tied to the wall mounted coat rack. Opening the door he calls for Ms Petty to come in he finds her standing at the door skirt hiked up knickers around her knees hand between her legs rubbing her pussy the other on her braless tight t shirt covered nipple.Like mother like daughter Ms Petty grabbing her blonde hair he pulls her. I think he also wanted to watch me being used like this. As theysay, great minds think a like.I felt a hand rub down my ass and a couple fingers slid into my wet, wetpussy. Thomas slowly fingered me. In and out, in and out, in and out. I was sowet, so horny. I could see the faces of the guests watching intently. Ohyeah, in and out and then Master Thomas turned up the juice in both my buttplug and my nipple clamps. I went straight up on my tip toes and then downonto the stage, crashing on my.