Besides, she still needed to receive her punishment. Pulling Isabella away from him, he looked down into her heavenly blue eyes and his heart was punc...ured by the disappointment he saw in them. He surveyed the room and nestled in a dark corner was an old battered chair. Its covering was torn and dirty, missing one arm, but the perfect height and width for Isabella to begin receiving her punishment. Master Paul instructed her to pull the chair from the darkness and into the light of the low. I used to be able to ignore the little cunt but lately, she has been teasing me and the other night she teased me once too many times and I took action. Anyway, here it goes.It started while I was out working on my truck. I had just pulled it in to the garage and I was getting ready to give it a tune up. She had been on a trip at school and I had just popped the hood and was up inside of it when the bus pulled up in front of the house. I watched as she got off the bus. I could tell that she had. You're going to need to learn a few things."Shannon hesitated for a moment, then closed her eyes and obeyed. 'That's one punishment for being too slow and one for covering herself' Penny thought to herself. She crossed her legs, knowing the girl would see up her skirt."So," Penny spoke up, "you got a name?" Sh- Shannon. My name is Shannon." Shannon, huh? My name is Penelope, but my friends call me Penny. You, however, will call me Mistress. Understand?" Yes." Yes what?" Yes, Mistress, I. Sated by her own huge release Carol collapsed onto her young toy-boy’s sweat covered chest. Her head flopped down and she felt his chest heaving as he sucked for oxygen. Carol felt his big paw stroke her hair gently. The young lover kissed her lips tenderly. She sighed with contentment. God how long had it been? Her brain was dazed. What a huge orgasm. Carol’s old marriage was officially over. Carol was a hot wife now. She smiled. Maybe she could be happy now? No she decided—she would be happy..