My fascination with seeing others punished didn’t allow me to keep my eyes closed for long, but this time, the situation was very different, my arse...would be exposed and the recipient of the cruel cane.Left on my own, I cried quietly, the thought of the upcoming thrashing and my future as a Pleasure Lady foremost in my mind and I prayed David would want me back because of the stories I’d heard about the way older ladies were treated at the State Pleasure Palace. For my age, I’m still. She surely hadn't dressed that way to school, Philip thought as he saw that his sexy young babysitter/lover had on a very bust-emphasizing sweater and a nicely short skirt that showed a lot of leg. He thought she looked awesome."Stephanie, tell me, is that what you're just coming from school in?" Philip said as he stood and walked over to make her welcome to his office."Yes, it sure is. This is what I've had on all day," she said as she pirouetted in front of Philip to give him the full effect. I will adjust things for her this time, but I really don't appreciate her being so heavy handed. pass that along." I really didn't care all that much, I just wanted to voice my opinion. I found my reaction a little strong, since my programing should have caused my reaction to be 'since it wasn't going to make a difference, why bother'.I clicked off the smart phone still a little confused by it all. Being confused wasn't right either, I should have just run the analysis program, then gone with. I would make him pull off his own pants and make him make himself hard, by himself, and entice me, entreat me with his goods. His goods are good, but dammit I would make him! Oh. Thinking about his goods made my goods tingle. I gently scratched that tiny itch for just a second. And, Oh. “Baby, you better wake up or I’m starting without you.” I’ve threatened to start without him before, in jest, and he’d say he’d like to see that and I’d attack him anyway. Not this time, though. I walked into.