Clyde picked up the large wooden paddle and gave her a very hard smack with it. “Always address me as ‘Sir’, when I allow you to talk to me. I t...ought you understood that.” Smack again.“Yes sir, sorry sir.” Katie cried out.“Now for the last part of your spanking, you will receive the cane.” He reached down and showed her the senior cane. “I took off your ball gag so that you could count every stroke. Say the number, then ‘Thank you sir, give me another one sir’. If you forget to do this, the. " That means moving," she whined."Grab the book. I really want you to see this. I've never shown it to anyone."She unfolded from me and grabbed the sketchbook from the desk. She sat in my office chair and started flipping through it. Her long, dark hair cascading across her face and tumbling down her shoulder as she bent over the sketchbook, partially obscuring my view of her face. "What am I looking for?" You'll know it when you see it."There was no doubt when she found the sketch. She froze. My tongue worked its way around and onto her clit. She came once very quickly but she held my head to her pussy and asked for more. Her breath was coming in jagged gasps she was crying out loudly. I was afraid that the other roommate were going to breaking in thinking I was killing her. She suddenly got quiet and her entire body stiffened. I seemed like she was trying to scream but nothing was coming out. She had a massive orgasm and when it was done she pushed me away and begged for a. I can collect whatever's there, but that expert I was talking about would probably have to be the one to tell you if there's anything useful in the sample." Do that," said Dan, immediately. "Document everything you do. Take pictures. Treat the collected material as if it is forensic evidence." He turned to Bob. "Who will be responsible for finding this expert, and who will pay for the examinations required?"Bob thought of Brady Williams, the document examiner in Chicago."I might already know.