" Then he simply turned and walked across to the booth he'd indicated.Settling down in the booth he watched the young waitress throwing her clothes of... and the older woman doing the same but slower. He heard John call out, "Kneel!" and watched on as the women in that half of the diner dropped to their knees. The two guys who were apparently running the show stood over by the door and looked on."No!"Bryan snapped his head around and glanced over to the men surrounding Jenny and watched as two of. This perhaps, wasn’t the hardest of strokes and as another stroke of similar force landed on her bottom, Debbie wondered if the remainder of her caning would be at this more tolerable level.Mrs. Davenport though, had been caning girls’ bottoms for many years and if Debbie had any thoughts of a lenient finale to her caning, the wily, old Headmistress certainly had other ideas. As the next stroke landed across the upper portion of her bottom with a ferocity that belied the Headmistress’s slender. Oh gosh, I've got the first e-mail from him on Sunday and in five days I am going to meet him and let him spank me! She couldn't believe, what she was doing, but on the other hand, she was looking forward for it. On Thursday, she started to feel some fear, too. Am I going to do it, really? He wrote, that it would hurt. Will it hurt too much? What if he is a pervert and will want to hurt me really badly? But in such a case he wouldn't take me to his home, I guess, where the neighbors can hear my. He handed her the two envelopes and bowed again. "What is the second envelope for?" she asked before he could leave. He smiled gently at her. "An invite to my Master's favorite boutique of course." "He prefers his young ladies to be dressed properly for such an event. I am also to say that this is the last time." Gabi looked puzzled. "Last time? Last time for the Masquerade?" she asked. He nodded. "Yes. My Master has come to the decision that this is his last chance to find his mate. If he does.