’ ‘Oh, my. You do have quite the hedge. Come on in the bathroom and lets see what we can do with it.’ We headed to the bathroom, two bottomless ...omen, giggling like college coeds. ‘Get in the tub and stand. I will do the initial cutting, then you can finish it off with the razor.’ ‘OK’ As I stood in the tub, Marti went rummaging in her bottom drawer for a pair of scissors. As she bent over to dig into the drawer, I saw that her pussy was just as pretty from the behind. Her full lips protruded. I was standing in the middle of this large hall wearing just my underpants in front of two attractive women in uniform. Miss Philips had my girly magazine and Miss Swift was holding a swishy looking cane. I was torn between feelings of arousal and fear. Miss Swift spoke first. “Right, Jim, we are going to cane you for reading this disgusting magazine and for smoking cigarettes. I will give you six strokes for staring at the girls in that magazine and Miss Philips will give you another six for. Combine the two and...~~~~I shift my weight around again. I'm not uncomfortable in this positionbut nor am I comfortable either. I wish I could see what was going onaround me. Or hear what was going on. The only thing I can see are theimages being played on the goggles strapped over my eyes. The only thingI can hear is the voice of my master.The images are of beautiful cocks and handsome men and beautiful tgurlspleasing those cocks and those men. Over and over and over. My. When I ring on her doorbell and get into her apartment complex, she stops me before I enter her apartment. She warns me that it is a little dirty, and if the date goes well, she promises to return with me and show me the place, every inch of it, she winks, laughs, and grabs my hand as she shuts the door. We walk down the street to a local italian place. We order dinner and chat about life, her business degree, everything. During dinner I have the hardest time, both from the bulge growing in my.