The timbre of his voice had dropped an octave and he was oh, so close to her now. She shouldn’t be feeling this way. This man infuriated her at eve...y turn and had since his first day at the Post Office two months ago. He was the bane of her existence, infuriating and intractable. He was impossible to work with, withheld information until he deemed it relevant, and was constantly criticizing her wardrobe, her hairstyle, and her ability as an FBI agent. So, why was she standing here, fighting to. "Money, a masage, more money? You name it." The door unlocks and opens. Two girls named Ashley Thompson and Amanda Smith meet him at the door. Amanda is pretty skinny woman who has pretty good looking boobs and she is very sleek and slender with good curves. Ashley is about the same way, except she is known for pranks. Jim runs into the room and goes to his closet. Amanda pushes him away while Ashley shuts and locks the door. "I have to get to class!" yells Jim. "Class is cancelled, Jimmy,". Then I went to it, a full hand-and-wrist delivery of the flogger across her left breast. She yelped in pain behind her gag, and the breast immediately turned a deeper red. Three more lashes and the red had become crimson. The muffin was now crying out desperately behind her gag.My breath began to come in short gasps more from arousal than the exercise. I could feel my cock begin to stiffen again.More lashes on her right breast, and then with practiced accuracy, lashes on the upper and lower. It was designed to force a novice to think. Nadia, it seemed, was more adept at this than most. It had taken her less than a week to realize her hands could not endure the constant beating of the trial. And on the morning of her fourth day, she showed up to the training yard with thick strips of cloth securely tied from her elbows to her knuckles.I took a sense of pride in watching her work. She displayed a single minded determination in her training. No matter how long we worked in the yard,.