There was even a basement where about 10 women were living in a dungeon area under the club. I was told they were all sent there by their husbands for...sub training “under their own free” will for three to six months.The training was harsh, with whippings every evening and every kind of debauchery done to them. After the whippings, the dogs would be let in and all the slaves in training were blindfolded and tied down over benches and covered in a milky liquid, especially between their legs.The. Either you let me spank your bottom until it looks like a red and purple tinted art work or I can phone the police putting your sorry ass in student court.”I was now trembling as I knocked on the door of the trailer, my legs slightly trembling. As the door opened the moment of truth had arrived. The peeping activities I had engaged at had led me to Tawni and Sonny’s retribution. “Get your naughty ass in here.”She spoke with a voice that brooked not discussion and walked to the front of the. Heather was 5' 7", long blond hair done up in a pony tail, and big blue eyes. She wears a size 10 dress. Today she is wearing a blouse jacket which opens in the front. Heather’s blouse was unbuttoned 3 buttons showing off her 34DD breasts, a short mini skirt, stockings and heels, Lucy was wearing the same uniform as required by management at the company where they worked. “Hi Jane,” said Heather. ”Hi honey,” I replied as she walked over to where Lucy and I were sitting. I sat on the edge of. I saw his balls floating underneath his hands as he stroked his long hard penis furiously. I could see veins protruding up the side of his cock, the head swollen and red. I instantly felt horny watching this. I backed up a bit so that he would not notice me perving at him. I then noticed that he had a pair of my panties; the light blue satin g strings in his hands and was holding it in front of his nose. He must have got it from the laundry basket next to the toilet basin. I think I wore them.