’ She could see him measuring distances and wriggling his arms that were as tightly bound as her own. ‘Now you see the problem.’ ‘Can you kick...your foot up near my mouth?’ He glanced over at the two men at the desks as well. She could see his eyes as he did the numbers to figure out how long they had before one of the two would try to stop them. ‘They don’t seem to have any love for the general, Aidan.’ She grabbed hold of the poles once more and took a deep breath. It felt as if her energy was. The girl was writhing in her bounds, trying to escape the biting smacks of the whip. She was twisting and turning, making her firm, round bottom an even more enticing target for punishment.Miss Chantalle made Simone watch: "That girl will get two-hundred lashes, Simone. For masturbating in bed, that little slut. After this, she won't sit on her behind for at least a week. By then she will probably have earned another whipping, anyway."While they were watching, Miss Chantalle slipped her hand. We’ve not had anyone want to join before, it just sprung up from the group of us and we all knew each other already. Let me make a few calls. I’ll let you know.?Chapter 3 : InaugurationMorning CoffeeHannah called Liz back the following day.?I’ve had a chat with the others,? she said.?And?? Liz responded.?I take it you’re still interested??Liz thought back to yesterday afternoon. She had spent the entire afternoon trawling the internet to see what she could find. Some of it had been fascinating;. I went back inside to a glare from Stephanie.“You dumb boy! You didn’t break it off cleanly, did you?”“Sure I did. I told her we were done. We discussed it. It was a clean break with no hints of anything in the future.”“Then why did she have a smug look on her face when she saw me earlier?”“I have no idea. We broke up. We’re done.”“Break-up sex again, Big Bro?”“Yeah. Maybe that was what the look was about because she more or less knows you don’t like her.”“Maybe. But I don’t think so.”“Forget.