“My poor, beautiful little girl! Why did you have to go through this?”My Dad had regained his composure by this time. “Debbie, kids, do you re...ember the adage, ‘What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger’? I think this is a great example.”Tara nodded. “It certainly has changed me. Seth has shown me that love and compassion are the only things that really matter in this world. Everything else is un-important window-dressing. My parents had raised me to know that, but I had almost forgotten.. I take it that you have no objections to being punished in front of Miss Fox here as the witness to your punishment. Emily?” Amelia focused on the tall girl with the short brown hair.Emily Richardson looked across at Amelia’s secretary before returning her attention to the Head Mistress.“No Miss,” The girl replied in a whisper.“Chloe?” Miss Marks turned her attention to the other girl with the long blonde hair.She shook her head, looking down at the implements that Amelia Marks had laid out. I clamped my legs around him and felt his rock-hard cock under the crack in my bottom. He gently laid me back and, one at a time, lifted my legs up and over his shoulders. He put his hands around my waist and slowly worked that 'sausage' into my super stretched pussy! He wasted no time on the gentle love-making stuff...just started pumping and fucking me like a wild man until my clit felt like it was on fire from the friction! Then he lifted me up of the bed, pulled me tightly against his. The day she decided to run would be the day she accepted the metal collar’s purpose as her fate. Much to her own surprise, she wasn’t there yet.The light did sting her eyes, but not so much as the sight of herself in the mirror. God, did she look lost. Her lips were a little dry, but the ring of bruises around her neck was gone, as were the marks that had once bloomed so colourfully upon her breasts. Her flank was littered in streaks of crusted blood, though. She startled when she felt him tear.