Mrs. Edwards looked across at Amy Harket, who adjusted her short black skirt before sitting back in the high-backed chair, watching Melanie at work. T...e dark-haired Deputy Head Mistress smiled at the younger woman before raising the clothes brush in her right hand, took a deep breath and brought the nasty, ebony-backed brush down a moment later across the fleshy centre of the sixteen-year-old girl’s bare bottom. The surprisingly dense wooden brush landed with a loud “Thump!” that echoed around. She looked at him for a second and then ventured a question. "Could I ... Would you take these," she looked down at her chest, "off me."The man shook his head. "No, not yet slut. Besides once I do, you'll hurt more than you are now. But they'll come off ... eventually. Right now though I have plans for them."Jori groaned slightly. But she had to admit to herself that the pain had dulled to a low throbbing. She had told him he could do anything he wanted after all. Besides her shoulders were. I was begging him tolet me go but he slapped me again and told me to shut up lay there and take it.This time I felt the head of his cock push into my asshole I bucked again andhis cock came out. He grabbed me by the hair yanked me off the table to a chairand over his lap. Then I was told I would pay for not doing what I was told andI would learn because I was his bitch and he would do what ever he wanted to methen he started beating me with all the power he had I was crying and kickingbut the. So they both felt like they had a lot in common. As they were talking Paul noticed that they had slowed down to a crawl, and spoke with Benson on the phone. He learned that they had hit a traffic jam and was unsure how long it would take them to get through it. Paul informed Beth to the problem. Though not overly thrilled about it, Beth was not that unhappy about the chance to spend more time with Paul during this delay. ‘Well I guess that’s what happens living in the city isn’t it,’ she said.