I was very specific in myinstructions to her. She was to wear a recognizable dress (she chose andinformed me it was a black dress with white floral p...int), heels, nopanties and to have a freshly shaven pussy. She had shaved her pussy andsimply informed her husband it was something new she wanted to try, Ilearned later. She was to ride the escalator's up to the 3rd floor where the bar islocated. As she did this she was to keep her eyes on the ground near herfeet and not look at anyone. I paused for a moment questioning whether I should refuse. I knew I was in deep trouble as it is and I didn’t want to anger mistress any more than I already have, I silently obeyed. She offered me her hand and helped me up out of the chair and held onto me tight as we made our way to the front of the office and into the car. I knew I was in for it. “How dare you question my judgement?? HMMM? ANSWER ME CHARLIE! The superintendent was coming for a check and we all had to be there, and being in. “What about him?” both her parents replied.“Look at him. You got his thingy all hard and then you left him without taking care of it. A good slut always makes sure every cock around her is satisfied.”Rebecca was taken aback by her daughter’s wealth of knowledge on what it meant to be a slut, but she couldn’t disagree with her. “You’re absolutely right baby. How rude of me to get Bruno’s big hard doggy cock all turned on and then just leave him like that. I’ll just have to be a good little. 'More!' her clit demanded urgently.She stood up and tossed off her robe, threw herself on the bed and scratched the projecting head of her clit with a fingernail even as she crushed it. Still it begged for more and, as she had done thousands of times before, she succumbed to its demands. Satisfying it was becoming harder and harder. She pulled the short leather belt out from under the pillow and began to thrash her pussy with it. Every time the belt caught her clit, her back would arch and.