..five sir." WHACK! This time she didn't stop screaming until nearly half a minute after the impact. She was now choking with sobs. "P...ease! I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, god damn it I'm sorry!" she squeaked as she was balling her eyes out. "Jenine, you know I don't abide cursing in my office. The last of the three Hard strokes will now be Severe." Jenine then screamed in what could only be interpreted as terror. "Noooooo!! Please!" "What the hell makes. I guess that I was feeling a lot better. I was looking forward to doing things at the Mossad training center.In that light I had the doctors in Portugal send the electronic scans to Doc Burns, so I called him.“BJ, what they indicated was a crack is a healed crack from a previous fight you have been in. It is in x-rays from four years ago. There is calcification that indicated that had it has healed. I don’t know why he thought it was a fresh crack. Let’s see how sore you are from the bruising. We are at the stately home of British pop star Pixie Lott.“Welcome back to the United Kingdom of Zoo. I’m Charley Ozvik, and I’ve traveled all around the country, looking for dirty ladies with dirty secrets, and helping them all cum ... Now, we are going to help a naughty British pop star find her voice and sing a cover version of Dexy’s Midnight Raider’s Cum on Eileen.” Charley smiles at her little joke as the camera cuts to meeting with Pixie and her dashing husband, Oliver Cheshire. “She was. “I’ll make this easy on you, Shannon,” she said, gently, surprising me. She really used my given name. “Agree or disagree and it won’t change anything. Everything else I have planned will still happen. I’ll even let you sit there and cum to your heart’s content before we move on. No camera. No confession. No mention of it ever again. It’s your choice.”“I want to do it,” I whispered, surprising myself.“Are you sure?”“No,” I said, giggling softly even as I began pulling my dress up over my head.