”After fingering her until she was wet I dipped into my Slut Accelerator Kit for the other two items: an Exacto knife and prepared script. Pressing ...he knife against her neck I murmured: “Ok you stupid cunt. You have one last task. Read from this script.”“You’re k**ding, right?” she asked, voice quivering.After removing the blindfold and breaking the skin of her neck just enough to let some droplets of blood flow, I replied “I’m not k**ding you dirty cunt. Read from the script and you’ll get to. Whatever it took to get him in line. Margie couldn’t do any of that stuff, could she? Actually she may as well give it a whirl. So she drew one of her guns and stuck it in his face. She didn’t think she could shoot the guy in cold blood but he wouldn’t know that. The guy smiled. ‘Ah, so it’s the devil, after all. Oh well.’ ‘I’m not the devil. Just do what I need like a gentleman and I won’t shoot you, because I won’t have to.’ His response was to grab the gun by the barrel. He didn’t try to. Happier, she unzipped her skirt and let it fall to the ground before stepping out of her knickers. Debra stood naked below the waist and now self-conscious having her hair mound on show. She didn’t have much time to worry about it though as Karen commanded, “A spanking first, I think.” Karen sat on the chair and told Debra in a firm tone of voice, “Over my lap, girl.” Debra looked down at Karen’s lap and remembered how she had so often dreamt of being put across a lap just like hers. She took a. The sizes of her bosom were perfect D, the curves perfect maintained. Well, she was an Arab-return. So I hope that gives you guys a clearer picture. She was graceful, elegant and sexy. It so happened that mine was always the last drop while hers was the first. The pickup vice versa.The training was absolutely dead and not much of talk in our cab journeys. Two months passed and we were assigned to first night shifts. Since my place was horrifically far, many employees preferred not to travel on.