I looked at him through tear filled eyes as he was asking what I thought of the demo so far, which could only mean there was more to come. I said noth...ng as he informed me that I would receive another 18 strokes but with the heavy cane, he whispered into my ear that the light cane whips the flesh but the heavy cane whips the soul, I just lowered my head onto the bench and waited. The first stroke of the heavy cane felt like it penetrated right through me and made a meaty thump, driving the. Brad Simms was a honcho from corporate, here to "shake the trees and rake the leaves" in his words. Sales were low nationally, and our R & D department here wasn't doing a lot of developing. Rumors of downsizing and reorganization spread like a grass fire. This evening at the country club was in his honor, attendence by us peons manditory.Brad's speech was on duty, production, organization, and corporate loyalty. It was a mixture of pep talk and veiled threats. He had my full attention. I. Sissy Heather solved that problem by a long,passionate kiss that transferred my saliva to her own mouth."Dewithious," she said provocatively, licking her lips with her tongue."Now twy again." It was obvious she was enjoying her job. "Thrithybawthy arillth," I bubbled. It was going to be a long lesson I thoughtas I struggled with my new name for the twentieth or so time.I had lost track of how many attempts I made to say my name right, butmy jaw ached from the repeated effort. Sissy Heather must. With a little laugh she followed him down, laying atop of him and for the first time, letting her lips find his.The kiss they shared was soft but loving, their care and adoration for each other being displayed as his hands reached up to caress over her waist, her own hand caressing his face, her weight settling down, breasts pressing firmly to him as they enjoyed the lingering kiss.Breaking it after a few minutes she let out a little contented purr, a smirk breaking across her features as they.