I trust you, completely. I know you wouldn’t hurt me. The way you now impatiently smack my ass, wanting me to move it just right for you, will leave...a mark. Your branding handprint will later remind me of your eagerness to take me as yours.I reward you by pushing back, totally exposing myself to your will. One last smack lands on my bared pussy, making me shiver.You take me without pardon. Grabbing my hair in a fist, you force me to arch my back, as you pound me from behind. You leave no room. Todd turned and appeared flustered for a minute before he stammered. ‘Oh Ms. Taylor, ah I mean Brandi, you look, ah I mean you need to get off, I mean get on the table.’ ‘Ok, Todd anything you say. Should I take off this robe?’ I asked. ‘Yes please do,’ He answered as he appeared to return to cocky self. Slowly I pulled the sash on the robe and pulled it open. I let the robe slid off my shoulders to the floor. I stood in front of Todd totally naked for a minute. Neither of us spoke. I looked. She looked very sore between her legs. Mary got into the shower and winced as the water ran over her newly coloured clitoris. She gently dried herself, and then led Sue into the bedroom.They both stood in front of the mirror door on the wardrobe. Sue burst into tears. “I know that your tattoo looks wonderful,” she said. But what did they do to me afterwards? “You had your pussy tattooed,” said Mary. “I know that, what else did they do to me?” “Seriously, you had your pussy tattooed twice,. As part of an award scheme they were doing they used to visit local primary schools and help in the classes or visit elderly people in their homes and do a bit of gardening, put the bins out or just have a cup of tea and a chat. Some of the students were quite chatty and all of them seemed to come from privileged backgrounds and were very polite, calling me Sir. One of the older girls always went to a local school for an hour on a Wednesday to help the younger k**s with their reading. She was.