We took our time driving through the great American Southwest, enjoying (if that is the right word) the heat of early summer in the desert. We all had...good, top-notch, fake ID's that would pass any detailed police inspection so we were in no hurry to get to our final destination whatsoever.In fact, we had not even established a final destination. I asked my inner voice, and it told me to ask Abigail, so I did. She was curled up comfortably in the back seat reading one of my reference books on. I on the other hand, was the complete opposite of her. I was shy and extremely quiet. I was quite a timid person and most guys overlooked me. I had hazel eyes and long, straight black hair with blue colouring in it. Unlike Candice’s tanned complexion, I was relatively pale and looked like the average ‘emo’ chick. Even with a slender figure, I couldn’t help but be envious of Candice. * It was quite a bleak Saturday morning. The clouds were grey and heavy which darkened the room. Rain battered. Even once the lift arrived, another spank directed them into the lift car, and the spanks continued as they travelled down to the ground floor. Once the lift door opened the spanks still continued as they were both led into the dining room and passed all of the residents and carers to the front.Dale had known the risk of both stealing the food and eating in her room. Stealing was, of course, an offence that could lead to a return to the discipline centre, whilst eating in her room was always an. Yasmin groaned and was now moving to meet his touch. Pierre moved his fingers to spread her lips with one hand and used his other hand to trace his fingers firmly up and down her clitoris. Pierre inserted one finger into her wet vagina in and out and then circled her clitoris again. Yasmin was bearly holding on and didn’t want to come – yet.Yasmin wanted Pierre inside her and straddled his member, slowly she inched him inside of her and then out again and then slowly in again, the pace was.