"So smooth." Then she turned to Kimberly. "What'snext for Steph?" Facial and body oils." Nice."We left and on the stairs I asked for my panties."Well,...you're going to have to take them off anyways for the body oils."We pushed on and entered a small room with a woman behind a desk. Shelooked at a chart then at Kimberly."Stephanie Davis?" Yes," I said."Okay," she said. "you need to remove the rest of your clothes."I did so and placed them into a basket that the woman presented to me."My name is. Can't escape the nasty weather, right? Apparently the storm yesterday was from the outer fringe of a hurricane. That's why we got that really gusty wind and all that rain. Go figure; I need to start listening to the weather.Denise and I arrived at school a little earlier than usual this morning and we were congratulating each other that this was our last Program day. I had decided not to tell her about my discovery because she might get scared; hell, it scared me! The school doors would be. The woman with the paddle turned to face the crowd. She stood there quietly smiling and waving slightly while the slave made pitiful noises behind her. She seemed to be waiting for something. Finally the slave cried out, “Please! Finish me! Finish me! Make me cum!”The woman’s smile widened as her arm moved suddenly in a tennis backhand that brought the paddle down exactly across the needy slave’s ass cheeks. She then put the paddle back in place and walked backstage.The slave gave a very, very. “Have you each collected a mask on the way in?”Again mumbles of yes and of course.“For heaven sake Mari darling,” called some one. “What is all this about?”“What indeed,” she replied. “Well I’ll tell you shall I?”“Yes,” called out almost every one.“Tonight is a very special masked ball indeed, for you see though everyone must wear a mask, the rest of the night and you attire will be spent like this!”So saying she shrugged off her startling blue silk gown from her shoulders, leaving her standing.