"Will you just listen to me?" Get out of my way!" Kelsey hissed angrily."No, not until you let me say what I have to say!" Let me out!" No!" Asshole!"...she yelled, turning around and running towards my other door.I took two giant steps after her and grabbed her by the arm, yanking her back against me firmly."Ow, that hurts, you shit!" she cried."Sit down," I said curtly, pushing her towards my bed."What? Who do you think you are?" I said, sit down, Kelsey!" I snapped.She glared at me angrily,. I checked with her if I should wake her daughter Saumya up as she might be able to help once I am gone.The naughty Coorgi milf advised against waking up Saumya on the pretext that Saumya sleeps post-mid-night and it might be cruel to wake her up now. I saw a ray of hope and asked if I should give her foot massage which might relieve the pain and she agreed with a smile.I got hot oil, kept her right foot on my knees while both of us were sitting on the sofa across each other. As I rubbed her. He moved away again, back to the filing cabinet and pulled out a long leather flogger. He stood far back behind her and held it firmly in his hand. Chuckling he swung it in a great arc, the leather strips hitting her ass and causing an even louder and more tortured scream than shed given him yet. She slumped, hanging from her wrists as her knees gave way from the pain. Mitchell took advantage of her sagging jaw as he moved forward. He wedged the ball between her teeth and fastened the strap. Mr. Palm was sending a message with that punishment.I was a little rusty at play practice, which sent Mr. Dutton into a tizzy. I hadn’t looked at my lines while on vacation. Halle wasn’t happy with me, which made me realize I needed to buckle down. She reminded me that there weren’t retakes in a play. I took her pointed remarks in stride. It seemed everyone was nervous about the play selling out.Wednesday April 6I skipped out of school again. This time it was to go to Indianapolis to the NCAA.