Of course, it was locked. Ms. C came over and, with a sigh, dragged me back over to the desk. I was too scared to resist. She bared my bottom and bent...me over. Then she raised the heavy yardstick and brought it down with a SMACK! "Ow!" I cried out, fighting back tears.She delivered five more smacks to my sit spots causing me to begin crying. "Ow! Stop! Ouch! Please! Ow! No more! Ouch! I'm sorry!" I cried. She just ignored my pleas. She gave five more swats then stopped.She put a hand on my back. ’ ‘Perfect.’ Friday, June 19th, 7:00am ‘Mornin’, Boss.’ ‘Mornin’, Tommy. Got a minute?’ ‘Be right there,’ he chirped, setting down his tool box and following me into my office.’ ‘Think you could do without me tomorrow morning?’ ‘Oh … it’ll be hard, but … I guess we can struggle through,’ he grinned. ‘Thanks. I need some R & R after the last few months. I’ve been hanging out around here too much.’ ‘How many times have I told you that you were spendin’ too much time in this place? It’s a great. Elaine came back down the hallway from her daughter’s room. She was wearing Jack’s dress shirt from the other night, retrieved from the floor, with just a couple of buttons done up. Jack smiled as she came into the room. “How’s our girl doing?”“I have never heard anybody snore that loudly in my life!”Jack chuckled at that. “Must be the booze. I think we are going to have to train her up slowly before she tries whiskey again.”“No, she won’t live that long. If her father doesn’t kill her, I. Only her skimpy thong fit over her shapelyass.She was rapidly becoming the version of Claire I had programmed intothe CRS-109.She gave me a thong too, and the sensation of it in my crack got myitch going again. Fortunately, I had no trouble stuffing my limpmember and shrunken balls into the front of it, pressing them againstmy body.While her titties were too large to put in a bra, mine were too smallto use even her old ones, so we were each braless for entirelydifferent reasons. I put on one.