"Where's Benny?" I asked."Benny's on vacation," he replied, his eyes trying to scan back to the bimbo barmaids. I would not let them."Call him now!" I...ordered."He would not want to be disturbed."I sighed. "Typical Benny," I thought and looked at the man earnestly. "Who's in charge in Benny's absence?" I said, as I felt the "Titled Trollop" stroking my John Thomas through my britches."Mike. He's kind of new. He's some hotshot college kid..." I don't need his life story. Just get him for me." Who. " Laverne smiled sternly as she showed the two the silky white sheets and abundance of cord and ties that would shortly adorn their bodies, which she would now see naked. The leggy brunette barked a command which would not be disobeyed."Strip! Now!" The two discarded their clothes without hesitation; the promise of being bound and dominated while helpless was the idea of erotic heaven to both, devotees to the lush perversion of bondage, though the mystery of the 'excursion' made their anus'. I reach up and slowly start to undo her pants. She does not says anthything or try to stop me. So, I slowly slide her pants and panties down below her knees. She is neatly shaven with only a small landing strip. I flip her around so she is sitting on the bed. I bury my face into her crotch as I kneel on the floor. I am slowing working on her clit. She is gently moaning and getting very wetting. I am just focused on the task hearing only her moans loving every minute of it as I love both giving. I then asked, “Right, your boss wanted the tops of your thighs punished. Could you please open your legs so I can smack your inner thighs?”“But Sir, you will see everything,” protested Jane, not too strongly I must say, she turned her head and gave me a slight smile at this point.“Now Jane let's have none of your nonsense.”She adjusted herself so she could open her thighs allowing me a much greater choice of spanking targets. She also did indeed show me the lovely sight of her charms and what a.