‘Quiet, Ms. Wentworth. I don’t want any noise from you. Concentrate on your punishment.’ The belt began to rain blows down on her unprotected as.... The pain was like nothing she had ever felt before, and her bottom danced sexily on the chair as Hailey tried desperately to deal with her punishment. But worse than the fire on her ass was the burning in her pussy that just seemed to get worse with each blow. Occasionally, her boss would thrust a finger into her sopping cunt and chuckle, increasing. "We might have some ideas, but if you've already tried them, then it wouldn't do any good to try them."We looked at each other, and then I started explaining. The others chipped in from time to time with what they'd done. We got a lot of nods, and when I told them about accessing the recording program of the spy eyes, they smiled."I encountered some of that," Cheryl said softly. "I like your solution. Go on."Jared described the latest threat, more perceived than with concrete evidence. "We. It hurt me listening to that.But I was getting distracted by the build-up of pleasure. Soon she entered another finger in as he poured oil onto my asshole because her spit had dried up. Next, he gave a hard slap on her exposed pussy. She let out a loud whimper and at the same time started to rub my prostate faster and harder.I understood he had trained her for this. But had not told her that she would be doing this to her former lover. I knew I was going to cum soon. I looked down at her and. Barbara considers the uniform inside.“Did you have this ready before he left this time? Or did you just make it?” she asks.“Which would make you more comfortable?” Alfred asks.Barbara rolls her eyes and holds it up to look. At least Alfred has some taste. He kept this one the same as Barbara’s own design: a gray suit with blue boots and gloves. The bat is simple and yellow.She scowls. “Did you, uh, fix it?”“Yes, Ms. Gordon. It’s specially reinforced.”Barbara looks down at herself. The bulge.