AH! He found what he was looking for. It was a beautiful skirt, made of black lace over a deep red silk under-skirt."This is far too fancy for office ...ear," he said, turning on the girl. "Where did you wear it? Who were you with?" I have not worn it at all, Master. It was just so pretty that I had to buy it," she answered. "I did not lie to you again."He took his pocket knife from the trouser pocket and cut a panel, two inches by twelve inches from the lace and similarly from the silk. He cut. It was so much more severe and painful than her one-stroke caning had been.She was determined not to cry. She was sixteen, nearly seventeen, a woman but tears leaked from her eyes.She then held out her left hand and the pain was even worse, she groaned and the tears flowed. She tried but couldn't hold them back and they flowed as the cane struck her palm. She let out a scream but held herself together well.Then it was over, her palms were on fire, the pain was something she would never, ever. She pushes against me and I toy with her, moving away from her. She moans with lust, “Don’t do that.” Her body is well poised for a fucking, I push against her sliding my way into her pussy lips as she moans deeply. Her hands on my back holding me tightly against her as I slide in deeper and deeper. Inch by inch my 7 inches make its way into her slippery opening. Her moaning are getting louder and louder and I’m getting deeper and deeper at the same time we’re fucking harder and harder. She’s. Perhaps I would have her leave her husband, or fuck a football team while I watched. Anything was possible with this slut.Karen stood with tired movements. I motioned her over to Tami, the other side of the desk. With a smile she complied. I was motionless as I watched my naked secretary bend down and kiss Tami on the lips, I could see the tongue enter my cousin-in-laws mouth. Tami took it all eagerly!That was when I began to fuck her. With my left palm holding the dildo firmly ito her asshole.