Lisa Gentile strutted in front of the two slaves suspended from the rafters of the old barn. She was wearing the half corset she liked, which supporte... her heavy breasts, and framed her carefully trimmed pussy. The long black stockings and tall heels made her feel sexy as hell. Her shoulder length black hair made the whole outfit just outstanding. She carried a cat-o-nine-tails, with the nice light strips that didn't hurt much, but looked brutal. The other Mistress had the real thing, but her. He looked at the dog-eared slip in his hand: A205. He looked to the building to his left with the letter A on it and scanned with his eyes left to right along the balcony walkway until his eyes rested on the blue door with the room number 205. On the way up the stairs, he passed students in wheat-colored Timberland boots and big working-man type jackets. Checkered flannel timber shirts were in fashion. Girls wore jeans. Guys had short hair. There were a few ROTC camouflage pants, including a. They are not boys playing a game in the playground. I feel terrible about this.’ Well spoken May, Miss Davenshaw thought. I support that 100%. ‘Yes, May,’ Miss Davenshaw replied, ‘but it’s clear Luis is sorry, we know the kind of place we work in, there’s nothing we can substantiate and I think we should leave it here.’ May was angry, angry and shocked. Nothing to substantiate? That pig grabbed my arse! She did not expect Miss Davenshaw to let her down like this. Her shock was only surpassed. I followed you closely, delivering stingingsmacks to speed you on as you hopped about, picking upplates and cups. All the while you protested that theneighbors might hear. These complaints stopped afterI threatened to take you out front and tan your fannyso they could witness you getting punished as well.After your hurried efforts had passed my inspection,I had you fetch a towel and bring it to me so I could dryyou off. You did as you were told and I rubbed you downswiftly and thoroughly,.