I thought who it could be and decided that as far as I knew it was only the cleaners and me in the building so it had to be them. But it couldn't be! ...hat was the chance of the two cleaners having sex at work let alone together. I thought again; what if it was one of them and a bloke. Perhaps their boyfriend or husband had come in to meet them. I listened again at the door and was sure that it was the sound of two women I could hear. I decided to take a chance and gentle push the door open. If. I was amazed, that was the best sex we had in the last 20 years, and I would soon find out that was just the beginning.The week rolled around, and I fucked Dee in just about every position I could imagine. There was one difference, Dee had suddenly liked “rough” sex, the rougher the better, twisting, probing,pain, she was a “new” woman and I liked it.Thursday came ,and when I got home Dee told me,”Dottie called she wants a few of us to go to a crafts show this weekend, is that OK”Yeas ,I have. The big stud kneed her jaw hard, catching her as she fell unconscious to the floor.When she awoke, the nun found she was in a strangely narrow room, a small area partitioned off, just to the left of the area where the other sisters were being incarcerated. There were the usual rings in the wooden walls and there were two narrow wooden benches set end to end. Obeying Joe, who saw she was now awake, she climbed up to one bench, watching as Jack shoved the other against it tightly."This way."Jack. "If I pull it away what will you do?" "You'd better not" warned Pam "or the consequences will be extremely severe." "Hold it up" she said. "Higher" she snapped."That's better." She raised her hand in the air to deliver the first of the series of exercises comprising what, in her trade, is euphemistically called correction. Seconds later the leather swept down rendering a "thwack" peculiar only to this device. This caused Pamela's breasts to bounce in equal an opposite reaction to that just.