Standing to her left side, I asked, “Ready?” She nodded, and SWAK! I delivered the first blow. “One. Thank you, sir,” she sobbed. SWAK! “Two... thank you, sir.” SWAK! “Three, thank you, sir.” And on it went. Incredibly, other than the rippling of her ass flesh at each blow, and the jiggle of her young tits as she absorbed the punishment being delivered, she did not move. This was okay, because any extraneous movement on her part would have interfered with my realization that spanking her. She lied. Her voice called to me from the bathroom asking me to come upstairs. She was having a bubble bath and wanted me to wash her back. I obliged and softly massaged the soap into her back. Once done she stood up. The soapy water dripping from her body made a bulge form in my pants. She asked me to dry her off and I did. Once dried she left the room and laid on the bed face down. Ann asked me to kiss her backside like I do in the morning. I was more than happy to do so. My cock was begging. She even had Connie Klaus and Jane Constan there so we could see what it looks like. They each accepted 75 lashes a short time ago, and their whip cuts have only just scabbed over. But when I asked Connie if she would do it again, do you know what she said?"Karla could only shake her head in horror."She said that she would accept another 100 strokes on the spot, if that was necessary for her to maintain her position as a slave in training. But then, dear Queen, when I looked into your eyes. Herm and Betsy looked at the message and the photos, and then helped me search the Internet for references to Shirley, or to Tasha, or "Tasha Divine."There were a number of hits for girls named "Tasha" and several of them were good-looking young women. One of the Tashas maintained her own web site -- evidently solely for the posting of scantily clad photos of her.But none of the photos was of Shirley, and there were no hits at all for the name "Tasha Divine." Girls on Fire" turned out to be a.