" I'll try, Master."I went back to Vonda, and paddled her left cheek.Returned to Pyx, I swatted her in the same place.Much to my amazement, not a peep...came out. I thought she would bury her face in the mattress, but she kept her head up the whole time. "Very good, Pyx." Thank you Master," she said with a gasp.In total, I paddled each girl twenty times; ten swats on each cheek. I aimed for the same spot on the underside of their asses. That one large spot on each cheek was a bright cherry. There was a metallic snip and the material sprung back on to my skin, but not all of it - there was a definite draft on a large patch of my buttocks around my recently vacated arse hole which was now receiving an extra dose of lubricant."The slut's all yours sir," came Arifa's voice through the rustle of plastic behind me. Sir?"Yes Lisa," Claire said from somewhere in front of me. "We even told your headmaster what you'd done and he couldn't resist coming to punish you himself, could you sir?". I really was kind of horny that night and he just finally wore me down so I said yes. He told me to meet him behind the trash dumpster as he did not want to chance anyone seeing him coming and going from my house…So I headed to the dumpster. When I got there he was waiting. He didn't say anything; he just grabbed my hand and put it on his cock. Then he undid his jeans and pushed them down to his knees. Then a hard dark ten inches dick popped out.He looked me in my eyes and again not saying a. ‘Nothing, nothing! So, how do you think we should proceed?’ Jorgensen asked his protégé. ‘With the Americans, sir?’ ‘No, no, no goddamn it! Iran! What do you propose to do? With your contact?’ ‘We need to draw them out, sir. Find out what their real intentions are. Engage them, take the initiative from them. This has been the Americans’ tragic strategic failure, they are always reacting to radical-Arab initiatives, to Bin Laden, and never seizing the initiative, and when they try to they play.