A boy’s hand appeared in front of me to help me up and the game resumed. It wasn’t long before it happened again, but this time when I went down I...made sure that my legs were well apart. My spread pussy was there for all around to see. I quickly got up, straightened my dress and waited for the game to restart.I managed to keep away from the ball for a while, firstly to have a bit of a rest, and secondly to let the other girls get involved and I have to say that they appeared to be having fun,. “A boy it is! Which owner is volunteering his slave for a bit of fun?”“I will” said a young fair-headed master. “Up you get, Bobby” he said to his even younger slave and kicked him hard. As the boy rose, we could all see his bottom was a mass of welts, obviously freshly inflicted. He moved to stand in front of the MC. “Fetch me an instrument of punishment from that chest over there. As you are first, you get to choose.” Bobby went to the chest indicated and came back with a wicked looking. We would casually flirt she was not long out of a divorce also. Seemed neither was ready for anything but flirting. Her dad got hired in as a boss man . Not long after he started it dawned on me who he was & who she was. I remembered I had a picture of her in my lap years ago. I went home and searched and searched for it hours later I found it. I took it to work with me the next day at break I asked her if she recognized the lil girl in the picture as I held my hand over me in the picture. . I was on my way there, I had used my new found skill to do my makeup andput my hair in big, bouncy curls. I was wearing a brown, pleated, suedeskirt, a white, woolly, sleeveless turtleneck sweater, brown, knee highboots and a denim jacket. Girly, but at least there wasn't a hint ofpink.Unfortunately, the same could not be said for Monique. She answered herdoor in a pink, knee length dress with short sleeves and a white collar."Looking good," I teased."Piss off," she retorted as she motioned for.