There wasalong delay and then the second landed, just above the first, he startedto cry with the pain. Each stroke was delayed, perhaps it was almost ...sbad as the hits, he knew it was coming but couldn't brace himself, onlythink about it. Primrose waited five minutes between the fourth andfifth, just to make him suffer more.By the time it was all done, and he was back in the long room, he wasshaking and terrified of the consequences of his next fall. The worstof it was that he knew that it. He remembered feeling engaged, drawn, in a way that was unfamiliar to him at university; he listened to what she said and made mental note of how she said it, considered what she meant by it. He watched her move slowly from one side to another side of the lecture theatre as she spoke passionately about a topic that was so important to her full of expression. He remembered waiting behind at the end of every lecture to speak to her thinking of a question to ask as he waited in a queue of people. Although my tongue was very dry at this point and coated with dirt, and my mouth tasted bitter and gritty, I stepped up eagerly my cleaning effort. ?Are you satisfied with his service or should I punish him?? my Master asked my Goddess. Mom smiled and giggled: ?He licks well, and takes orders well too, but you know I still wants you to give him good punishment perhaps better for the next time or just for my sheer enjoyment and pleasure? My Master at once wanted whip me, but Mom interrupted. I was ordered to put my clothes back on. I put my skirt and blouse back on and stepped off stage.Nathan said, "Come over here bitch," and led me back over to the side. When we were alone he said, "In this next one you are going to seduce two boys. All you have to do is let them do what they want. I want to see some smiling bitch. I want it to look like you love it. Just keep in mind that I know something that you hate a whole hell of a lot worse than this."I nodded and he returned to his seat..