My frigging was of a flowery nature I imagined the slow build up, the teasing, setting the mood, and my sister would sit and watch me explode, writhin... naked, my hand trapped between my crossed legs, 'You make good watching Mariel', she would add sarcastically when I had finished.'How do you cum so quickly'? She would look at me in a disdain fashion, 'A fuck is about fucking, you have to milk them before they pull out of you', she never minced her words, she knew exactly what she wanted, and. Cat..crop..cat..over and over. My muffled moans and the loudsmacking of my punishment push my Mistress over the edge, bringing her toclimax quickly in a single impassioned gasp.As the whipping continues, each woman relishing each ass-reddening blow,Mistress turns my face up to hers and glances at my smeared makeup andlipstick, made sticky by her juices. She stares deeply into my eyes.I almostforget the pain."Does the whipping hurt my poor little slavegirl?" She coos softly."Harder!" She harshly. It did not hurt that Elspeth loved to gossip.Naturally, I was a favorite subject. There was a lot of concern when I showed no interest in the various men that the ladies paraded in front of me. I can be dense. I never noticed until Elspeth pointed them out to me. When Elspeth explained about Siemens, and where Lars had been posted, sympathy gushed out. Several of the ladies were military wives during Vietnam or the Gulf War.Elspeth was also the conduit for another one of our core team. While I. Today's fracas was going to cause him a GREAT deal of trouble, so it had to be someone else's fault, and he was laying the blame squarely on my shoulders.I let him rant and rave, hoping it'd just be a short-term letting off of steam. I spent the time thinking about what I should do if it was more than just steam. I didn't want a war with the Principal, and I certainly didn't want to declare one unnecessarily, but I definitely didn't like the idea of him declaring war on me and my not defending.