"I went around to the back of the motel, hoping I could look in their window. Luck was with me, because they hadn't closed the d****s on the back wind...w. I suppose they knew there wasn't anything back there but trees, or maybe it was because they were so interested in each other when they came in, they didn't think of it." Go on," Findley urged."The first thing I saw were two double beds," said Laura, "and that was very interesting. It gave me some idea what the boy and his mother had been. This time on the bus, I didn’t cry but smirked at what the little shits had chanted.This went on for the next few weeks.I was no longer offended by their chants.In fact I started to giggle now when they chanted.They could sense it wasn’t offending me anymore, so they tried a new tactic.A few of the elder boys, started standing up and pulling their cocks out; for me to see.“Chew on this, bitch.” One of them, bellowed.The group giggled in hysterics.I looked at it and at him and then. The gentle massaging became more intense, deeper still and faster and her canal began to tighten ensuring that there would be no easy escape for my shaft. Her breathing intensified. She moaned and then whispered, “more, deeper, harder, faster, NOW please!” I increased the pace. One hard thrust, then another, and on the third I simply exploded uncontrollably. I projected my load deep inside her like an erupting volcano! The vibration could be felt through every sinew of our bodies. She squealed. .OW!” she shreiked as the cane came to rest. With the six strokes skilfully placed close to each other, the lower portion of Judith’s bottom felt like it was on fire. “OH IT BURNS!....IT REALLY BURNS, SIR!” she whined as Sir Jolyon gave her permission to rub herself. Judith clutched her bottom and began frantically rubbing her wounds, the feel of the raised weals through her fingertips resembled a ploughed field and she immediately wondered whether the marks of her punishment would be gone.