Becca pressed her forehead to the wall and cried softly in shame. Punishment was bad enough but to require punishment before the crowd was nearly too ...uch for her to bear.Becca stood facing the wall, her arms pulled up and apart exposing the soft smoothness of her back. The jutting prominence of her bottom cheeks was thrown into relief by the securing of her ankle in a widespread pose revealing to all present the soft fig of her sex.The touch of the paddle startled her. Becca made a soft. I felt so slutty.If only my tits were Bigger I could excite him more. It can't be done in the usual ways. It has to HURT. OH GOD! It has to hurt me terribly so I can deserve bigger tits."And so, I've been building tits for her. A half-cup size at a time. She was only a D cup when she arrived. Of course, it turns the slut on immensely. I havent allowed her a cum since she got here. She's a regular masochistic exhibitionist, you know. She teases ME with them. And I torment them for her while. ”“Oh? And what are my other talents?”Susan giggled. “You know what they are.” She leaned across to kiss me. Annie turned to face the front of the car, blushing.Tom caught us kissing in his rearview mirror. “Please, you two—get a room.”“We’ve got one, thanks,” I said. “And if you put you foot down and get us home, we can make good use of it.”Annie must have been really mortified now—even the backs of her ears had gone red. “Now look,” said Tom. “You’ve embarrassed my poor, innocent. This was a nice way to spend some time relaxing.Anita said she was going to fix lunch. Carlos said he had some chores to do. This left Julie, Mary and I sitting together in the shade."Ladies." I began. "It's time for me to go back to work. So far this vacation I've been on has been exciting, enlightening, profitable, and very unusual. However, I have an apartment I need to go dispose of and a job I think I need. I'm really not sure if this investment stuff can really support myself and what.