?You will thank me for each, and ask for another stroke, is that clear?? Elaine asked firmly, her face down near the woman’s ear. ?Yes Reverend S...ster, thank you, Sister,? the woman could barely speak through her fear.Elaine stepped back, gave a couple of practice swings, then came down hard, the cane visibly compressing the ample butt cheeks as it struck. The woman yelped slightly, caught her breath, and almost yelled out, ?Thank you, Reverend Sister, may I please have another stroke???No. Then I spent the next three hours going over e-mails and responding to them.The athletic department was finally getting back to me with a list of the on the road sports events they wanted us to provide security on. It had been so long that I had thought that they had changed their minds. They did not include a list of the transportation companies involved. They wanted security on the trips starting with the first one on January 15. That was six weeks away with two weeks of vacations thrown in.. One by one, the succession of men violate me, each thrusting as hard as they can, as if they’re trying to fuck me into the next room. They dont care about me, as they just use me like the dirty slut I am, fucking me everywhere they can hard and fast and filling me with spunk. Soon the multiple loads of semen have filled my arse and pussy, and I can feel it leaking out. I am dripping everywhere, and the sheets beneath me are wet through, but It doesn’t seem to bother the men who keep fucking me.. Most of the relaxation had gone from my body and I felt like a mouse trap ready to snap closed.Finally, he said: "I'd settle for a kiss."I looked up at the mistletoe, hanging there innocently from the ceiling fan. The red berries, deadly poisonous if eaten, glowed softly with reflected firelight. And then I thought, Why not? Let him get it out of his system."One kiss," I assented. "No tongue, and no touching, either, Paul."This stipulation caused more embarrassment to me than it did Paul, who.