I was told that I had a choice: I could either take twenty cane strokes onto the palm of my right hand, or lose my panties. I rashly chose the latter ...ption - after all, I still had my skirt on.However, the next impossible-to-answer question followed hard-at-heel, and I was not given a choice this time: twenty swats with the paddle, skirt uplifted. Again, I lay across the desk, my bottom facing “the board”. The organiser lifted my skirt, revealing my bare bottom and possibly a little bit of. Down on my knees, I eagerly gobbled it up, sucking and spitting, trying to gather lubrication for my throat. In no time, Jay was as hard as a cucumber with me driving his mushroom head well past my tonsils.Jay was shifting and moaning while all you could hear from me was, "Mmmm," in between the slurp, slap, slap, slurp, slurp of my lips sucking his black dong."Damn Britt. You bringin the 'A' game, fo' sho," Them lips are off the chain! I'm gonna flood that pretty mouth up if you keep workin. Ashort pink top come next, very low cut making sure I showed off all mynew assets. My belly button was pierced and I had a diamond shiningbrightly above my waist. A short pink skirt finished my outfit. White 4"heels in size 8 complimented my look. With the black hair, I looked likea teenager with huge tits. Jane looked at me, held my hands and kissedme on the cheek. "Take care dear, you are very beautiful and I hope youenjoy your new life." If she only knew where I was going. I held herhand and. "Certainly Mademoiselle Josie," replied the smug Frenchman. "Please,this way. Madame Winthrop is in the small private dining room."Josie was dressed in one of his twelve business suits, a light graysummer wool skirt with a mid thigh hem and bright yellow blouse.After being seated by Maurice, Josie looked at Helen expectantly.Helen smiled at Josie and after their wine came, to the point. "Wehave been invited to dine with Melody and Scott this evening. As youcan guess, this is mandatory and.