Kim came in a hurry. Sorry mistress, This cunt licking slut didn’t know which restroom you meant so I had to run and these heels are killing me!"You... late!" I'm .... I'm sorry mistress!"Turn around and lean over this wash basin."Kim complied. I flipped up her skirt and spanked her bare ass 12 times in quick succession with the back of the brush.Kim bit her bottom lip so not to make a noise and braved the burning pain.After her spanking I motioned her to follow me into one of the stalls.Kneeling. Pushing me back onto the chaise I lay back for him, he pushes between my legs and lies on top of me still kissing me holding my hands above my head. As we lay there his hand wanders down to my breast tweaking my nipples, still with my arms held above my head, his hand travels again down to between my legs, he finds my rosebud clit and starts to rub gently but picking up speed I start to moan softly arching my back. I bite my bottom lip and close my eyes as Professor McDonald starts using his. No, Sir. I was thinking, that stuff they put in your arm. It looked kinda like Mercury, you know, Quicksilver. And..." No, Collins, I don't believe it was Quicksilver. Mercury is poisonous. They don't want to kill me, not yet," he replied through gritted teeth."I know what Mercury does, Sir. It was merely a suggestion. But if it's not Quicksilver, than what is it, Sir? What are they up to?" Collins asked haltingly."I have a sneaking suspicion that we will soon find out, Collins." Malone. But even though Ryan was getting the cold shoulder from me (and damned little sex) he still kept after me to "expand our sexual horizons." I put up with it for almost three months before finally deciding to give him what he wanted, but not necessarily in the way he expected.It was silent at the breakfast table. I sipped my coffee while I read the style section of the newspaper. Across from me Ryan ate his toast as he poured over the sports pages. I put my paper down and cleared my throat..