” The guys backed out of the room, leaving their eyes on me for as long as they could till they turned to take their seats. Amy took my hand. “Co...e on.” When I walked, I had to waddle perceptibly, and the penis wagged and bobbed with each step. I couldn’t help but laugh. I felt ridiculous and yet sexual at the same time. I held on to the penis to steady it. Amy led me out to the middle of the room. She turned to face me, and then she got down on her knees and knelt in front of me. She put. Practically throwing his alarm clock across the room, he sat up straight and sighed. It was Monday again, back to the grind. He showered quickly and brushed his teeth, looking in the foggy mirror as he did so. He was pretty good looking, girls had told him he was cute. When he asked them out, the promptly replied no however, and that's where it counted. He was tall, standing an inch under six foot, a base ball player, but not MVP.He had about 15 minutes before the bus came, so Cole quickly. Marty who had founded the spy school used a flick of his wrist to have the paddle do its job, letting his senior analyst know this was serious business. He did not appreciate being called to the spy school to spank a an employee who had gone rogue. he told me since I was unable to follow the established protocol he would roger me after my spanking with the red painted long wood paddle. After she had delivered around two dozen with the paddle, I began to wish I had not paddle his bent over my. "my slut!" I say. "Yes....yes you're slut!" She says. "What am I?" I ask. "My mistress!" She says quickly. "Beg you're mistress to make you cum!" I order her and her eyes go wide. "Please mistress, make me cum!" My smile is a sadistic one. As I put my hand back down her pants and start to rub her clit. She starts to cry out loudly and I take my hand from her throat to her mouth to shut her up. She's looking at me with wide eyes as she starts to orgasm. She cries into my hand and her legs are.