Maybe I should have knocked but I thought it best to keep out of it." Sarah looked apologetic. "She must have hurt you badly because the spanking went...on for quite a while."I nodded and said, "I won't be sitting on a hard chair for a while."Then the questions started. Why did she do it? Why did I let her? Why did I ask Ben to come over and not one of the girls? Why Ben and not one of the other boys? What was I going to do about classes? Was she coming back? I tried to field these questions. The fires lit during her first orgasm were flaring; her body aching again.Taking hold of the hem of the shirt, Jeff pulled it over Michelle's head and threw it onto the rumpled covers of the bed. Now she was fully exposed to his stern gaze."Don't move," he told her as he snatched her jacket; pulling from its pocket the ropes that she had been hobbled with.Kneeling down, Jeff lashed her ankles together, tightly cinching them so her legs seemed welded together. After making sure that Michelle was. I told her about the treat I am offered with. She told me that she don’t mind and also said that it would be good as there will not be any company for me in her absence. She reminded me that I must look after me myself because she could not inquire about me in the night because our home telephone is dead.In the evening I went with my superior for the treat he offered in a bar attached hotel. We ordered food and drinks and spent there nearly three hours. He bade good-bye and I was alone. This. " I agreed not to say a word to anyone, and Mary went on to tell me what she'd invited me in for. "You know now that Peter likes to masturbate into my dirty underwear" she said. In my embarrassment I didn't know where to look, she was talking as casually as if she were discussing the weather! "And you also know that when he's ejaculated into the underwear, he likes to show it to me." I nodded in agreement – I did indeed know this from last week's drunken revelations. "Well, Peter and I have.