"Miss Bloomenfield?" Sara asks. "May I have my caning?" Yes," I say. I remove the cane for a second, and then give her bottom a light tap. It's import...nt to tease before a caning; it heightens their senses and helps builds on their dread. Sara jumps at the touch of the tap so I know my method is effective.I wait about ten seconds and then I administer the first stroke.WHACK!Sara squeals."One, ma'am," Sara says. She follows directions well. There is a reason she gets sent to my office less often. Abby would normally just play games on her phone and Jeff would also do the same. Over the past few months, Matt noticed Jeff had been staring at his daughter’s panties whenever Abby sat in the living room and he noticed a huge tent arching painfully in Jeff’s pants. Recently, Matt spotted Jeff hiding behind his curtain on the first floor of his house and using his binoculars to peep at Abby while she sat on the sofa in the second floor living room watching TV with both feet on the sofa with. It did not take long before Anthony made her cum on his fingers. She broke away from my cock breathing heavily and said "Let's continue this party inside."We followed her into the house, but I was surprised when she passed the living room and headed straight towards our bedroom. I was wondering what she had in mind. Was she ready to have sex with both of us tonight? Once we got to the bedroom, she pulled the covers off the bed and laid down. Anthony and I joined her on each side.I started. Typically, she only wore enough covering to avoid getting arrested during her walk to work. She was running a bit late this morning so she hurried to hang up her coat and remove her boots. Given a choice, she would have preferred to wear at least a bra but it was simply not an option. Her husband had arranged for her to get this job and despite the indignities and the humiliations she endured, she also knew it could be much worse. Kathy took a moment to glance in the full length mirror.