The walls were far from soundproof and Daphne’s return exhibited all the tell-tale signs of having her cute bottom very well spanked. And that was b...fore she announced her unwanted ride over her boss’ lap. “Carla, you are a smart girl and can go far in this company. Mr. Thompson ordered me to put an end to the sloppy work being sent on. Why do you think you are here, holding Daphne’s well used hairbrush?” The anxious girl stammered some. “I don’t know, Miss Dalton, what did I do wrong?” She was. "Very smooth. Very sensual," she said slowly, each syllable aseduction by itself. "Moisturise? Body lotion?"I nodded."Good girl," she whispered softly.More cum leaked out. It was getting messier. At least it was nearlyover. They wouldn't have me take my panties off."Looks like we have a couple of voyeurs," Miss Alexa said, gesturingout the windows.I turned, horrified that I was being watched and jeered at from acrossthe street."Now the bra," Mistress Rhiana said, making a turning gesture with. We chose up sides, and Randy and I wound up as teammates. The voice gave me enough basketball skill so that I was about equal with Randy, but, the other two boys were better, and beat us handily. After our game, we were all taking a breather when Randy started talking about my motorcycle, asking me questions, and looking over at where I had parked it."Would you want to go for a ride?" I can't ride a motorcycle." You can ride behind me, just to get the feel for it." Sure, I'd like that. Can we. "Raise your arms, it's nothing I've never seen before," Sarah chucklesas I comply, prompting Sarah to slip a bra over my arms and fasten itbehind my chest."This fits you really well," Sarah says as she hands me some old socksto pack into the bra cups. "That's good, the rest of my stuff should fityou well too!" I playfully cup my new 'breasts' as Sarah pulls off hersocks and jeans and takes a pair of tights out of her drawer."I'm sure you've worn tights before, but this is how you're supposed.