I felt that there was some gentleness there, some kind of compassion for my situation. I felt emboldened enough to say “it stung when Mr West hit me... but it's not so bad now Matron”.That was a mistake. What she was showing wasn't compassion, it was want. A need to see the marks left behind after the punishment. I soon learnt that what aroused Matron was to see the suffering of others. To see pain inflicted, to see humiliation handed out, to watch suffering made her aroused. And when she was. By the time I reached home, it was almost close to evening. Mom checked all the items by the checklist. I updated her that the flower garlands would come the next day, as they would do it only on order.The next day seemed to be a different day. Both of us went ahead with our works. After breakfast, we started to get ready for the moment. We shared the whole house of cleaning. My mom took care of the kitchen and the first bedroom. I took care of the other bedroom and drawing-room.It was a little. "Are you sure you wouldn't like to help?" Dusty asked softly, licking her full lower lip suggestively."Help?" Shari said nervously."You know, help the guy rape me!"Shari could feel her own hot blood pounding in her throat. She tried to back away from Dusty but found it impossible. Dusty inched even closer, so that now her full round tits actually pushed against Shari's."I... I don't know what you mean," Shari mumbled.But she was full of the most curious feelings. Her cunt was wet, and she could. So…later then.’ Kainene sighed and dropped her phone on the counter. Deep down she was pleased that Lorna cared about her that much to cut her holiday short, but on the surface she was a bit irritated as she preferred being depressed in solitude. Later, as she trudged up the stairs and into the flat, she heard stilted conversation from the kitchen. She walked there and saw Lorna trying to listen to whatever Gwen was droning about and saw the immediate relief that Lorna could barely stifle as.