From one reinforced file cabinet, with a combination lock, she took out some sort of colored card, and entered something about that. "Curt, before I c...n activate these security features, I need you to pick personal identifier codes, which will be between four and six non-obvious numbers. I'm also going to get you to set up a couple of verbal challenge codes, which you'll use variously for things like regaining access if you lose a code card. This silver card gives you access to concierge. “Yes, you are,” I said as I kissed her left breast, now a respectable size for her age, with dark pink nipples the size of gumdrops and exquisitely sensitive to sucking and stroking. “The Guides have all approved it. Your mother, too.”“You mean I can fuck now?”“Not now. After the initiation. Let’s have it next week, so you and your mom can plan it.”She smiled. “I already know who I want to have for my first fuck.”“May I ask who?”“You,” she said, and she reached over to squeeze my hard dick.. My cock is now fighting against the front of my panties and is lurching up and down as if gasping for air. "Lean forward my little panty wearing slut," Emmy says in a low sultry tone. I don't know if it's the drink talking but I have never heard Emmy talk like this before. For the briefest of moments the whole pub comes back into focus as I look around hurriedly to see if anyone is looking. No-one can see us. I lean forward as instructed and I can feel Emmy's cool hand trace across my exposed. "Misty nods and bends over on top of the pillows, Sir has let her keep her jeans on but that means they're coming off later for the final lashes.Swish …. Slap…. Swish…. Slap! The thick belt lands across the middle of Misty's bottom.Again and again, Sir rains down lashes, covering her lower buttocks and top of her thighs.The belt is clearly penetrating through the fabric."Ok, Misty, take your jeans and panties down for me!"She obeys and unzips and pulls both garments down to knee level.Sir draws.