Cara didn’t have time to process what was going on, let alone cover herself up when she saw her dorm parent in the door way. Mrs. Soames turned on t...e light of the room, revealing Cara in the most compromised position possible. Cara’s whole body had turned bright red with embarrassment and she tried to sink into her mattress pad. In the midst of fucking herself so furiously, she had accidentally knocked all of the blankets off her bed, and could only use the pillow to cover her sex-soaked body.. Pinching slightly as she pulled them from her body. Only to tell her to repeat the process.He could hear her, soft moans of delight as she made her nipples tingle with need. He knew that it would be making her wet. The slight tinge of pain as each nipple was assaulted, then released. The connection to her depths that made her squirm on her chair."Lean over the table little one" His voice now taking on an edge. As He knew what she was now to do. "Oh... and slip off the g-string. Leave the skirt,. I’m uncomfortable and feel strange, it’s hard to move. As I gain a clearer consciousness I take in my surroundings and my situation. I’m in the living room where the party is being held suspended by my wrists right in the center of the room. I feel tight leather cuffs around my wrists and they feel pressure matched by the tension in my arms. They are pulled up overhead by a hoist hanging from the ceiling of the room. (So THAT’S what they were doing with those tools . . . why didn’t I see. They were almost bearable. WHICK! Thethird slash produced a sharp intake of breath. David's knees sagged, hisgrip on his nappy weakened as a blaze of agony seared his bottom. "Ow!Oww! Ohh!" He moaned in pain and pleaded for mercy. "Mummy pweathe?" Hesqueaked like a frightened little girl. "Pweathe no? I thowwy!" Shh, baby! Stick that naughty bottom right out. Do it properly!" Janecommanded, a hint of steel in her strident voice. "You know what to do.Come on! Present for Mummy!"WHICK! The fourth.