”“Why is dad’s name signed on your pussy and how long have you been shaved bald down there?”“That’s two questions, but I’ll answer them,...and then we trade question for question. Actually both questions go together so here goes. Your father has wanted me to shave my pussy for some time. He shaved it for me the afternoon after the night you asked us if you could shave your head. After he shaved it he decided it was art work and he autographed it.”“Now I believe it is your turn, do you remember. Emma went to the cupboard and took out three hook-ended senior canes and gave two to the other girls.Everyone reflected for a while.The three teachers knew they felt differently about discipline now they were bent over the caning table. What surprised them was that feeling was not just one of submission and humiliation, but also of wanting that submission and humiliation, and each of them felt so aroused. They breathed deeply and in anticipation of the pain, but decided that they wanted it. Beverly looked at the size of Daddy’s cock and gasped. Daddy’s cock was hanging like the pendulum of a grandfather cock but it was hard, phat and silky strands of pre cum were emerging on its tip. Beverly could not contain herself and leaned to work her lips around the cock tip and letting her tongue lick the helmet edges and get into the leaky slit. Zoey’s total body shook and he tried to push her away a little but he was no match for a young girl. She asked Daddy to lay back and let her do. I would be remiss if I did not thank you for your daily courtesy. Have you worked here very long?"The man smiled widely exhibiting astonishing bright white and perfect teeth. Sue was a bit envious as her own teeth were a bit off from her daily consumption of tea or coffee. She was careful to stand well back as the man was using a dangerous looking knife to decapitate and clean a mound of fresh fish for the morning's trade."No, I am Aaron Stern and I own this business started by my dear departed.