They took her to a wooden stool that was curved on top. It also had leather straps on each leg, and a wide strap for the top. “Please bend over th... stool and spread your legs so they are on the outside of each leg. We will not strap in if you feel you can maintain this position while being caned.” One of the men said.Melissa felt she had no choice but to bend over the stool. One of the men had a riding crop and flicked it many times to her upper middle thighs. “Spread your legs further. What time?” I said returning to a more business mode. “What time are you through? I don’t have any appointments tomorrow.” He gave me a quick smile and a wink. I caught his meaning and almost blushed. “I’m off at seven,” I said. “I’d like to be off shortly after seven then,” he teased. I took him up to his floor and opened the door. “Just let yourself in, and wear the slip again, okay? I like how it feels on you.” I nodded. As he stepped out into the hall he turned and we kissed again. The rest. ‘Now suck’ he commanded. “Suck that” she questioned appalled. He hissed his teeth and violently pushed his hips towards her mouth. “Open up. Use your tongue bitch!” he demanded using the words he heard his brother often say. ‘Yeah, lick it like a lollipop” She started to cry in earnest, but she obediently poked out tongue and licked the warm, stiff meat. “Shit this is awesome” he loudly opined distractively. He loved it. Loved it and in no time he was driving his little dick hard on her tongue.. "Everyone! You disobey!! I kill you! Why you disobey?"She daren't look at him. " I ..You told me to come with you and..." she began."Why you disobey?" he barked again. "Is wrong with uniform? You not like uniform?" No, no...you just told me to ..." No? No? You like her?" - he jabbed at the screen with his other finger - "You think what she think? You think blouse crap? You think boots lousy? You think trench stinks? " "No, no, I mean you said to follow you ..." You go get uniform now!" he broke.