She hurt so bad and was so exhausted she could not move. He picked her up and sat in the arm chair with her in his arms. He held her softly talking to...her. Sandra, I love you very much and I am extremely proud of you for taking your punishment like you did. I know you are in pain and sore but are you going to be alright? She sat on his lap with her head on his shoulder and arms around his neck. I am good Master. Thank you for punishing me for everything I did wrong. I know I will not need. ...I don't know what to say."We stood there in something of a Mexican standoff. Him looking down at mein shock, me looking up at him as tears burbled from my eyes. At least Iwasn't sobbing.Finally, his expression softened. He puts his right hand under my chinand wiped away the tear trail down my left cheek. "You really are a girl.Aren't you?"I nodded my head. I reached up and clasped my hands behind his neck. Istood on tip-toe and whisper close to his ear, "Yes. I am."I leaned my curves against. What happened then was quite a surprise for me. She came close, embraced me and planted a short firm kiss on my lips before she turned away again and pulled her bustier with one swift motion over her head. She hesitated a split second, then gave an involutary shrug and calmly pulled down her panties and stepped out of them. Before I could say anything she turned again to me and simply stripped my briefs off my loins so that I could only step out of them. "Now we are even" she said "and you can. Catherine wriggled her bottom as she bent over the desk. Miles couldn’t believe that she was even trying to tease me through this disciplinary caning. Not realising that Catherine’s gyrations were caused for her urgency to pee he decided to make the caning really count. Catherine had changed her panties and was now wearing a small pair of delicate lace French cut knickers. These were clearly visible through her light tan tights and as she bent over these revealed the lower part of her round.