? ?For god's sake...?, Jessie whispered. ?Don't.I--I can't take any more. Don't whip me again. I'll do what you want. I'll doanything. I can't... Don'... whip me any more... please...? ?Oh no, slave?, Rachelsaid smiling. ?I'm not going to whip you any more. No. There are too many otherpleasurable things I can do to you to make you into the docile slave I know youcan be. It's time now to change.? Still smiling, she put Jessie?s arm and ledher to a darker corner of the large room, a darkness made. "That's right, Walt," she said, "you especially." Why me especially?" Listen, Walt. Listen carefully. I've noticed the way you look at me atwork. You're very attentive, and I must admit it's quite flattering.For my part, I like being around you. I like it a lot..." But not enough to get involved; is that it?"I interrupted."I don't know yet. I do know that you turn me on. But not as muchas...as..." Not as much as Elaine does?" I asked."Not that," Donna lowered her eyes. "Not as much as I get. Then I turn and face Wesley. Thetears are still streaming down my face. I daren't wipe them away.Adopting a contrite posture, head bowed and hands clasped in front of me,I sniff and say"Um, thank you, Daddy, for disciplining and punishing me. I know I've beena bad girl, and I deserved it. I'm very sorry, Daddy, please forgive me.I'll be a good girl in the future, I promise I will. Please forgive me,dearest Daddy." Hmm, we'll see. I think you need some corner time to meditate on yoursins. But. At this point I have a raging hard on. I felt her pussy hair through the thin fabric.Once we waited for the luggage (around 9:30), we went to our car but it was very bright outside with several lights and very busy. We went a few miles away behind a restaurant in a parking lot where several trucks had parked, it was very dark and quiet there. I must have been tired because for some reason she was driving and I was in the passenger seat. As soon as we parked, I pulled down my pants to free my.