There was an almighty swish followed by a crack like a pistol shot. Laura immediately felt an excruciating pain from her nether region, leapt up and s...arted rubbing her bottom. She hadn’t expected such pain.?You do need to count the strokes and please get back into position?.?One Sir. Thank you?Laura bent over. There was another swish and crack.?Two thank you Sir?She remained in position and received a further three strokes.After the fifth stroke she was told to stand up.?Mrs Harper. Mr Mates. Even some of my team mets said joking to marry them and they will talk to my husband…In a quick time I was like talk of the town in office and when I wear jeans and tshirt to office….. My god I got many proposals… Some team members joked that they will kill my husband and give life for a window. Even girls gave feedback that I should wear western dress more frequently and that suits me..I started liking the attention that I got in office and slowly becoming comfortable with my dressings…. I use. The most logical evolution for her. She was to become an object of lust. Of sex, suffering and denial. An object of torment and humiliation. There to be used and tortured for another persons enjoyment as they saw fit to use her. And at just that very moment, when she felt the chill of a viscous and transparent dollop of her own vaginal mucosa that had been hanging in the air until then touch her right ankle, did she take him into her mouth for the first time.He did not make her wait long, but. Well, I had been reading an erotic novel about two women, and had literally almost nothing on, on the living room couch. Ashley and her dad had spontaneously gone out golfing and I was in a state of, well, I had been fucking myself, ok? Anyways, instead of running away screaming or excusing herself or whatever one would be expected to do in that situation, she just comes right over and asks what I’m reading. She read the back of it, asking if she could read it when I'm done, saying she’s.