He was panting so loudly to catch his breath that I thought that Jerry was going to wake up. He got up off of me, pulled up his pants, and his buckle ...ade a clanking noise again as he connected it. I laid there feeling our sweat together had soaked my night shirt. I was still laying there running everything that had just happened through my head, whenI heard the footsteps of the next guy approaching. I just laid there as he climbed over on top of me and fucked me while the other bikers were. ”“Okay, okay,” she said, picking up her phone, “I’ll tell him… What? What did you say?”“Sweetie pie, this one’s a keeper.”“But, but… he beat me!”“Yeah, and you came again and again, like a cat in heat, making way too much noise and begging for more.”“I didn’t make a lot of noise… At least, I don’t think I was loud… anyway, that’s not the point.”“So what is the point?”“Well… the point is that he was mean to me. And besides, sex slave? Like I can put that on a resume?”“Girl, the only way he was. Maureen lined the cane up across his backside before raising it high and slashing it down. THWACK!She waited several seconds in between strokes but THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! put three more red lines across Chris's behind.The caning was stinging like hell but his erection was not diminishing.THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!Maureen was getting incredibly turned on as she saw her husband's buttocks collecting red marks. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!She had delivered twelve stinging strokes and. I sat down and smiled as I watched them bounce at the bottom of my vision. These were everything I wanted. Maybe they would grow bigger and I would get my J-cups. I struggled to focus on the lesson, to grow my education, but all I could think about was milk.Creamy, white, sweet breast milk. I could feel the delight slowly filling my tits. I was generating more and more. My massive udders were getting ready to nurse more boys. They needed it. They had to drink my wonderful delight. So.