Saying we don't get along is an understatement. She's one of those proper women who thinks she's above everyone else in the office. I guess you'd say ...he has a superior attitude. Always acting so prim and proper. Marcy dresses conservatively, not that the tall skinny bitch has any kind of figure. I'd estimate her age to be 45, or so, but I don't know. For a nosy little bitch, she pretty much kept to herself. As far as looks she was pretty plain. Not ugly, but she was no Jessica Alba,. Obviously the school district wanted nothing to do with me. While the young woman I was accused of having assaulted was not a student, and thus obviously not a student of mine, they wanted no part of having a lecher on their payroll. I was put on paid leave, with an eye to discontinuing my employment at the earliest opportunity.I explained to my attorney how I was innocent, and did not know the young woman in question. I knew who she was, to be sure: her name was Becky, her family lived next. This is the room best suited to whipping, because I dont care for silence. I love nothing more than seeing a marked up, screaming, sweaty bitch under my hand." Perfect! Gentlemen, I will now ask that you leave me to her."The three men walked out the door, through the hallway.Alex set up drinks in the living room, flipping on the television, to drown out the noise from the back room.Sophia was staring at him. She did not flinch, as he screwed the metal nipple clamps on her. He turned them each. The immediate painful pinching sensation causing her to squeal almost like one of their baby pigs. Giving the screws a final good tightening down, to make her whine and sob, he quickly tied a thin rope to each one and wrapped it snug around the post.“There that should make your day interesting sweetie. But now for the best part!” he exclaimed as he again disappeared behind her. Bunny’s forehead was now sweaty and crinkly from the discomfort in her tits and worry from what her Master was doing.