"Now Mary, I hear that there are a number of stories about me circulating about what a bitch I am and how I probably have cobwebs in my pussy because ...o one would have me, is this true?" Mary almost dropped her Coke when her boss had spoken so frankly. "I don't know Ms. Cochran, I haven't heard them," she stammered as Constance looked over Mary's petite body and it reminded her of Wendy slightly and she felt her loins begin to stir, their juices gathering. "How long have you worked here?". The rest of the day is agonisingly tedious. I can't wait for 11:00 to come around so I can see Ashley again. I usually love doing nothing, but when I'm forced to do nothing, it seems like punishment.After dinner, I ask the duty nurse to help me with the toilet and then put my new toy in. She is embarrassed but does what I ask. I don't put my knickers back on. Back in bed, I turn my toy to low speed to keep me amused for a while. I don't feel like cumming, so I turn it off after a while.I turn. They lie spooned in each other’s arms. Every inch of his body is touching every inch of hers. Memories of last night project against his mind’s movie screen. His dick, firmly ensconced between her butt cheeks, stirs in response. His hips move ever so slightly against her ass which stirs ever so slightly in response. Her chest rises and falls in rhythm with the ocean waves breaking in the background against the nearby beach.“Good morning Sweet Pea,” he kisses the nape of her neck.She stretches. It was too early, she was not ready. I started spanking her harder with my hands, until her ass turned red and was full of palm and finger marks. All the while telling her what a bad, undisciplined and disobedient fuck doll she was. In about ten spank hits she squirted and collapsed in an intense orgasm, an orgasm I did not allow her to have.I allowed her to take a breather, devising her punishment. I would not touch her pussy today, at all. I was more interested in destroying her tight pink.