The two gas giants were visible in the night’s sky like a pair of moons.“Everyone OK?” Called out Captain Tasha; leader to the group just making...their way out of the pod and gathering their things. Hoisting a satchel filled with supplies, the tall woman combed her fingers through her long brown hair to clear her vision while the rest of her crew made their way out of the pod.“Some bruises and a few light burns from the heat ma’am, but for the most part we’re alright.” Called out Jacobs the. “I was just thinking the same thing. Five smacks to each ass cheek will do, I think,” you grin at me wickedly. Giggling, I turn slightly giving you a view of my ass, fingering at my clit still with my free hand. I land five hard smacks to my left side, leaving a nice glow on my white flesh. I let out a stifling moan with each one, feeling my pussy clench with each blow. I turn to give you a view to my right side and do the same thing, giving the same results. Moaning with each one, thinking of. " "Of course. Of course." She rang a bell. The same large gentleman who had ushered me in reappeared. "Roscoe, please show Lorenzo to the library. Stay with him. When he's finished please escort him back here to me. Thank you dear." I started to leave. "I will see you soon. Yes, Lorenzo? You don't wish to leave after your little viewing, do you?" "Nothing would please me more than to visit with you, if I may. Thank you, Gwendolyn." In the library I saw the painting before anything else. It was. Mr. Pope was watching as I punched in a minute before I was scheduled to start. Going into the warehouse, I started to finish unloading the trailer from yesterday. What should have taken an hour maybe two, took almost 4 hours. The truck driver arrived and had to wait about 45 minutes for me to finish. I really didn’t want to be there; shit was going through my mind at a 1000 miles-a-minute.Why the hell did she do it? Did I really want to know why? I knew there was no coming back from what.