I told her of the times I'd been caned and slippered (all punishments at my senior school were administered on the trousered bottom with either a slip...er... a very thinly soled gymn shoe... or a cane). As I told her of my canings and slipperings I could see that she was much more than casually interested and further noticed that she was pressing her thighs together as though she was desperate for the toilet. When I had finished telling her of my beatings since her days, she began to tell. Mistress.?I chuckled. You think that a promise and an apology is going to get you off the hook? No! your promise is not even worth the dirt under my nails! You will pay dearly for what you have done.?Again tears rolled down kitty’s cheeks.?Have you ever been severely punished before??Kitty burst out crying. ?Yes Mistress I burnt down my room playing with matches and my father took a belt to me Mistress. Please Mistress don’t punish me like that please, please I beg of you, Mistress.??Stop your. She laughed as I pushed her down towards my cock, now I wanted it. Badly. Then she looked at me, straight in the eye and as I looked down on her she began to lick like a kitten. At the feeling of her tongue on my dick I let out a gasp and pulled at her hair more tightly. I then felt her sliding her hand up my thigh, and around my cock as she closed her mouth around it. Just at that point, my dressing room door opened.“Hey Jay, great show man that intro was just - ” Zak looked at me, then to the. "That was awesome!" Jamie cried, then she staggered dizzily away for a few steps, almost falling before catching herself. "Whoa, wasn't ready for that. Guess I should have been though, considering the rush when we merged. Are you okay, Walter?"I looked, and Walter had reverted to his beast form. He still looked a little shaky to me, but as I watched he stood up into human form again, shaking his head."I am well, Milady," he said. "I assumed that four feet would serve better than two. It did not.