Suzy-Jayne though, was not a fantasy and yet she was like all the fantasies I’d ever had coming together in one go. Suzy-Jayne was skilled at role p...ay and guided me through the caning, telling me exactly the level and number of strokes ‘Miss Hayes’ had said she must be given. Well, I wasn’t going to argue with what Miss Hayes had said and with Suzy-Jayne’s pert, bare bottom at my mercy, I felt like I was in caning heaven. When I finally put the cane down Suzy-Jayne asked me if I wanted to. "Lift her up" she then told Carl and as he did she moved in and when I was high enough, she started to slap and beat my tis as I tried to back off, "Hold that fuckin' whore still" she demanded of Carl and he let go of my hair, took my arms and pinned them behind me and faced me towards Sherry. For the next several minutes she slapped my face and beat at my tits, "That's it baby" Carl said "Beat the fuckin' whore" he added. "You like that whore?" he asked me as I reeled from the pain. I didn't. "For this celebration, they invited former clients as well as their fellow employees from other branches. I didn't know most of the people, just a few from Marsha's office."When I got there, Marsha was in a two-piece bathing suit in the pool. She seemed to be having a good time, so I didn't bother her. Instead, I sat down at the bar and ordered a soda, since I don't drink. I've tried it but just don't like it." Go on," I said."Anyway, I was sitting next to Joe Bussy. I had never met him before.. The humor was soon replaced by serious intent and ultimately plans were laid to jointly seduce this man some twenty years younger than they.Actually, Mark had not even been remotely thinking about group sex. There were very few single gals in this new town, and he knew how lucky he had been to befriend one of them, Helen, a woman eager to copulate. Guys lined up in the pubs and beer parlors hoping to have a dance with a female on a weekend night or to wait their turn to enjoy the favors of one.