Uh, never mind.”“What?” I asked a few moments later as we arrived at Suzi’s room to wait.“It was stupid. Good, she’s almost done.”“Tel... me, anyway. If it’s dirty enough, I might just go for it.”“Shit. What are you, horny for my ass or something?”“Maybe,” I said teasingly while running my hand up his crevice.“Fag,” he teased back, then when I poked his butt with my finger, he jerked, turned around, looked me in the eyes and said, “Okay, wise-ass, I’ll tell you. I was going to say I wish you. The dogs rush from place to place, nose to the ground, sniffing excitedly. The handler needs to keep them going in an organized pattern or they’ll bounce from one side of a crime scene to the next and back again.Although I’ve never worked with a trained dog, I tried to keep King going methodically up and down each row of shelving in the basement. When we reached the far side of the basement, somewhere on the north side beneath what had originally been the library, King began whining and. " Yes, Sir," she dared breathe."That's not how I taught you to dress, my pet." Then she felt the sting of a riding crop across both ass cheeks. Then another and finally a third, which made her cry out in pain but brought a rush of moisture between her legs."I'll save any further punishment for later," he said. "Get up now, get properly dressed and come with me."She stood, her knees like water, threatening to drop out from under her at any moment. Her panties came off and she left them lying in. Cindy tried to protect herself with her hands and Mr. Walters simply said, "Every time you do that, there will be ten more." He began spanking her bare bottom hard as she squirmed and tried to get away. Mr. Walters stopped her punishment and asked, "Are we beginning to communicate yet?" Cindy replied out of breath.,, "Yes Sir." Mr. Walters again continued to redden her smooth ass. After several more times, he stopped and asked. "Are you going to act like a little young lady in my class or a.