Townsend's leather belt slashed across Stuart's alabaster cheeks. Stuart's hands were clutching the edge of the desk, and his teeth were gritted as he...bent, almost as if he was used to this sort of thing happening to him from time to time.WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Moira understood that Stuart had been raised rather strictly, and perhaps discipline was the only thing he could understand, but what a strange form of psychotherapy.WHACK! Dr. Townsend's arm was quite energetic, as? the strap continued to. Most of her clients being well to do socialites that needed another vacationing spot. I never figured why she was so good at what she did but her commission checks were outrageous and I personally thought her only goal was to see how many zeroes she could see on one check.Hell, who was I kidding, the money was good and with my thriving business we hadn’t done without in quite some time. Candace was a direct recipient to our good fortune as she always wore designer clothes and Carol even bought. "I don't think so," I said."Hey bitch how can you refuse this," The man with his cock hanging out asked.The two white men had moved to one of the bedrooms to get some very fancy movie cameras. There started setting up lights facing the large sofa."Mary Ellen how could you think I would do this?" I asked."Because you want to keep your job. If you say no, I take a copy of the video I shot at the club and put it on line. Then I send the link to the Sheriff. I'm sure there is a morals clause in. " Then she sat down on a chair and ordered the "bad" pupil to stand on a chair which she had placed before her and face the class. She then gave her a good telling off and told her to turn her back to the class. I sat back, fascinated in my horror - waiting for what would come. Mrs Strickland then lifted the skirt of the girl and held it up with one hand. With the other hand she pulled down the white cotton panties just below the bottom. The girl screwed up her pretty face, waiting for the.