Over and over she strokes my nipples, making me moan constantly. Then suddenly she grasps my nipples firmly and twists. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," I scre...m. My pussy flares from the sudden sparks of pleasure her fingers have shot into me. I instinctively spread my legs, which is noticed by my tormentor.She glances down and removes her hands from my boobs. "Oh, you naughty girl," she admonishes, "you have made your shorts wet." Her finger presses on the wet spot and rubs around. I moan again. She. "That's going to take some getting usedto." Did she ask you about my company?" asked Jessica."She did." And...?" Since the circumstances behind you becoming pupils at St. Searle's arehighly unusual, I agreed. You will be allowed to work on your businessinterests remotely via computer for one hour a day." Ah hour? That's not much." On top of your academic studies it will be plenty. I've told Abigailthat's all I can give you so that when Carla Mendez contacts you each dayyou'll be making. After about a minute I reduce the speed a bit to maybe one hit every five seconds for the next minute (this is hard work!). But when I look at her foot, I can barely see anything -- no welts, no stripes, it’s barely even red. Maybe I’m not hitting hard enough? So I increase the strength with which I hit her. Anna’s humming becomes louder, and she has trouble standing still. After another minute (two still to go), there is still almost no mark on the sole. I decide to hit her as hard as I can,. I guess I called out Karen's name. Tina pushed me off of her with my cum shooting all over her, the bed, and the pillows. I wont go into the fight we had before she stormed out yelling that I was some sick bastard who needed his balls cut off. It happened at my first place of my own, having just turned 19. When I seen Karen on the couch, with her pussy looking back at me well it was a dream come true. It was thanksgiving morning and I went over early cause, I knew mom had to work late and dad.