Did Carla really just—“Ooh!” said Laura in a mock-scandalized voice, looking back and forth between Carla and Will with a hand over her mouth.Sh...’s really okay with this? How is she so happy with her and not me?He unfolded the object, revealing the same pink, string-tie lingerie from the photo earlier that week. Under the light, the crotch was noticeably darker than the rest of the fabric “I can see that, Carla,” he said, glancing down at the garment. He winked at her, then put it on the. Nora is a smart woman, and she’s quick with math and picking up things. So the clerical part of the job was easy for her. The owners were happy with her work ethic and were very lenient with her as far as time off. But if she didn’t work, she didn’t get paid, so it wasn’t a big deal to them.The staff of the place consisted of Bill, the owner, his wife Cathy, two sons, Will and James, and Will’s wife Jane. The sons were in sales and Jane was an assistant in the warehouse. The other eight. Then another, and another…I could feel my arse burning. Her attention moved to my back, one blow then another maybe ten the last stinging like crazy. Mistress moved round to my front and attack my tits. Again, the first strike was not too hard but soon she was using the flogger with venom. I glanced down at my breasts, red marks covered them. ‘Now my favourite target slut, your cunt’ My poor pussy was whipped mercilessly, then Mistress changed to the paddle, slapping my cunt so so hard. She. The food smelled terrific. I opened us a beer each and watched her bustling around with the food preparation. We made small talk and I continued to watch her, and her ass in particular. It was big and round and stuffed tight into those jeans. I could see a faint panty line and that started to turn me on. I also remembered how amazing it had looked when she was on all fours inviting me to fuck her from behind. While I was daydreaming she’d asked me a question that I had missed completely and had.