As you pull me close for a kiss, I feel your fingers take hold of my zipper and ease it down. I make an attempt to pull your hand away, but your other...hand grabs mine and holds it away. “What are you doing?” I ask incredulously. “Just relax”, you say, “You are going to enjoy this”. I feel your hand reach into my underwear and pull my cock out. Your hand moves away then back again. As it slides down my cock, I feel something covering it. “I found a condom machine in the ladies room, I thought. First of all, she wanted to make sure that the teenage supervisors were able to give a sufficiently hard spanking and caning to any misbehaving inmates as she needed them to work hard to earn her more money. However, secondly, she was turned on by watching the teenage girl’s spank and cane the quite often granny and grandpa-aged inmates. There was a camera in the living room at the discipline house, and so whenever punishments were being given, Mrs Carson was sitting in her bedroom in her. When I went down for breakfast Karen was sitting at the table drinking a cup of coffee and Taylor was humming a happy tune as she cooked pancakes. She looked over her shoulder at me and smiled, then asked if I would like some pancakes. I declined and poured myself a cup of coffee. I was relieved that Taylor didn’t seem upset with me. The day went on as usual with neither Taylor nor I acting differently towards each other.We enjoyed our nightly routine of a TV movie and then kissed and hugged. I grabbed a towel from a stack on a nearby table and threw it at Will, and then grabbed myself one. We dried off, and then got redressed. Will left, promising he would see me on Friday. I collapsed into the chaise lounge, wondering if I would be able to stand a weekend of fucking him. I was so exhausted and sexually satisfied after an afternoon of fucking I dozed off for a much-needed nap.***********By the time Friday rolled around, I was a bundle of nerves. I hoped every woman who attended.