"I have to pee. I'll be right back," Jan announced as she walked away. I took the opportunity to check out her ass as she made her way to the bathroom... Her ass was impressively toned.I was looking over the bras from Jan to try one on as Mitchell entered the room. I instinctively covered my boobs. "Oh, I'm sorry!" Mitchell said, "I was looking for Jan." "It's ok," I replied, "Jan is in the bathroom." Hey Mitchell," giggled Jan as she returned, "Claire and I were just trying on some clothes. Do. Did you like fucking my arse? I know that I liked it. Will you be doing that more often now Yes, I liked fucking your bum hole. Yes, I want to do it again, when theres just the two of us. But how do you feel about Freds expectation that we will repeat tonights threesome with him whenever he comes to town to check on progress on his contract? Im not going to lie to you. I hope that I dont ever need to lie to you. I really enjoyed tonight and Im really looking forward to next time. But in the. "I heard you say that. Jenny's dead too isn't she." Yes sweetheart," I held her right hand in mine, using my left to caress her hand and forearm, "they're both gone. You will be too, soon. But it won't hurt, I promise." Despite my reassurance tears began to trickle down her lovely cheeks."I don't want them to be dead." Her voice remained quiet and measured even through the tears."It's really all for the best. Don't be scared - there's no reason to cry"She sniffed back her tears. "I don't think. "The broken humiliated sissy said, "I'm a naughty sissy girl and I have wet my pretty pink nylon panties and I deserve to have my sissy bottom smacked Madam Joan." I should think so you disgusting sissy, wetting your panties in front of young ladies, bend over the chair." said Joan.He bent over the chair, his pink panty clad arse high in the air, tears of humiliation poured down face as he awaited his punishment.Joan taking the leather belt off his trousers, raised it high above her shoulder.