I stopped after the crop had whipped across her backside five times. ‘These last ones are going to hurt, Jasmine,’ I said. I detected a shiver in ...er tensed legs, drew back and let fly. Jasmine cried out as the leather cut deep into her reddened globes. I left no time between the strokes, thrashing the leather whip across her backside, now a mass of reddened weals, without mercy. After the last one, I dropped the crop at her feet.‘You’d better go and get yourself cleaned up,’ I said. She didn't. I guess I must have eaten something, but I couldn't tell you what. At some stage I decided that I'd go upstairs for a quick shower. As I passed through the hall to get to the staircase, I heard a front door slam. Peaking out of the window, I saw Warren walking down his path slipping a pair of white buds into his ears, wearing a short pair of blue nylon shorts and a blue sleeveless t-shirt. I watched his beautiful ass as he jogged away down the street and briefly wondered if he'd forgotten his. I was left hanging as the first of the zomboids came within arm’s reach. Thoughts of karma and balance crossed my mind. I kicked backward, landing the heel of my shoe somewhere I’d never want to kick a real person. It felt like I’d kicked a steel pole – a sharp pain shot up my leg and I wondered if I’d crushed my heel. But the strike did knock it backward and into the far wall, pushing aside two others, one of which fell off the broken walkway into the dark. It fell for three seconds before I. I sensed the stiring reaction, I was starting to feel and started walking past her towards my office. As I passed by she reached out and brushed her hand on my thigh and I turned to her. Cassy spoke in a soft voice that I knew only the two of us could hear. "It's going to be a wonderful year with you around coach."I wanted to reach out and cup her glorious orbs that sat only a foot away from me. She stepped closer to me and I could feel her stiffened nipples through my own shirt as her hand.