I stood up and followed her smiling back. She entered the washroom and turned on the hot shower. She got wet. I entered the shower and stood behind he... and held her boob from back and kissed her neck. My penis was poking her back. She felt it too.She held my penis but couldn’t stroke as she was facing the other side. I turned her and kissed her lips again and was playing with her boob. My penis couldn’t hold any longer. I pushed to the wall kissing and tried to put my penis in. It wouldn’t. “I am here to make it all real for you.” “Please no.” She said with faltering voice. His hand lifted from her knee and reached for the key on the table. Moments later her wrists were free. “That’s okay.” He told her as he let go of her wrists and handed her the key. Laura gasped again but for different reasons now. “You might regret it though,” he told her. “You would have enjoyed what I had planned.” She shifted in her seat and felt the dampness from her excited state. “W......w.....what. ” “You can do anything you want, my baby. Remember, you are in control,” I reminded her.With her legs outside mine, she positioned mine tightly together and raised her body high enough off me at allow me to rub against her tight, hairless pussy. Her hand moved to my cock and rubbed the tip between her wet pussy lips until I was coated well enough with her juices to allow me to penetrate her with a minimum amount of discomfort. She reached her hands between her legs to separate her lips and. The master flexed his thirty six inch cane and sliced it through the air twice before tapping it across the centre of the girl’s rump. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him raise his arm. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth as …WHACK…the first stroke landed across the centre of her bottom. Like most of her predecessors, she gasped and lurched forward. Her thighs sagged and her bottom dropped but rose rapidly back into position as his voice barked ‘Get that bottom UP Girl. How can I hit.