It was nothing thrilling.Then Thursday afternoon I surrendered. Searching my phone’s contact list for “Shuan”, I hit dial when it appeared. Havi...g just read my Diary, the conversation came back instantly. I probably did not remember it word for word, but it sure seemed like it.“Yeah?” “Hi Shuan, it's Jill.”After a pause, “I don’t know no Jill, bye.”“Wait, wait!” I shouted. “From Saturday night at the club. We... ah... well we got together.”“Oh, yea. You the white chick I banged in the. He took the time to enjoy the sight of my body, breasts on display and my pussy barely hidden by the scrap of black lace of my panties, before he spoke again. “I think you’re ready for the final phase of your discipline this evening”, he said sternly. “Have you spent your corner time wisely? What have you bee thinking about?” “Yes, sir” I whispered. “I’ve been thinking about what a naughty girl I’ve been, and how much I needed to be taught this lesson.” “Anything else?” “Ummmm… that I’m. “I don’t have a condom here, you can’t cum in me Mike” she moans out as she feels his hard cock rubbing up and down her slit.“I won’t cum inside you, I want to cum on your big tits sweetie” he says as he rams his cock into her hot pussy, not stopping until he hits bottom. He can feel her pussy closing around his shaft and squeezing. She cries out, he isn’t sure if it’s pleasure or pain but that doesn’t stop him as he pulls all the way out and rams into her again and again.“Oh fuck Mike, you are. She looked over at Pattie, bound with straps from ankles to forehead andknew that she would soon be wearing the same. Pattie's boots wereidentical to those on Jane except that after measuring them carefully,Kurt had determined that Jane was an inch shorter and therefore the heelsshe wore were one inch higher. This matching of heights seemed criticalto Kurt as was the meticulous confirmation of waist sizes. Janeshuddered as she had watched Kurt use all his muscle to bring Pattie'swaist to.