‘Yeah, no problem. I’m off in a few minutes.’ The girls slid into the bench seat opposite me. ‘On your own then?’ the blonde said casually.... ‘Yep,’ I said slurping half the remainder in the glass. I noticed the brunette trying to manoeuvre a huge holdall beneath the table. ‘You don’t travel light,’ I offered. The blonde sighed, ‘long story. Why are you going?’ ‘Nothing to keep me,’ I said slugging back the remainder. She smiled knowingly, ‘had some knock-backs down there then,’ she said. The next morning Dave found Ted and asked him to ride up to the Girl Scout Camp with him. He needed to talk with “Mrs. K” again about the emergency response system. “Mrs. K” was involved in many volunteer projects back home too. She was a stocky woman with smooth skin and the biggest tits in 5 counties. She always handed out the milk cartons at grade school for the Federal Nutrition Program. Everyone agreed the right one for the job since she had the biggest jugs around. Since her husband. It was clear she hadbeen crying. Her make-up was running down her face with tears.Matt stood in front of the classroom. She was looking down at the floorwith her hands in her romper. It was clear she had learned her lesson.Everyone could tell she was wearing her diaper underneath by the obviousbulge in the crotch area. She was 'still barefoot' when she said to theclass, "I-I-I'm s-s-sorry. I-I-I don't know w-w-what came over m-m-me.It'll n-n-never h-h-happen again." Thank you, Matt," the. "Yes Mistress" "You will receive six strokes on each hand, quite firm and harsh and count each stroke out loud followed by the words: Thank you Mistress, is that clear?" It was time for the discipline to begin. With his hand outstretched, Mistress placed the strap she had been brandishing across his hand. Taking careful aim, she raised it across her shoulder and swept it down towards the slave's palms. The look of fear on his face was palpable as the black leather impacted his skin ringing out.