Some were still celebrating Halloween. The way some women of the night dressed, every night was Halloween. It was a busy night and we were still talki...g to some of the prostitutes. That along with doing our regular patrol made for a quick night.It was almost midnight when Jen and I were headed back to the station. As we walked in the door the desk Sergeant called to me and said I had a phone call. I was rather surprised, since no one ever called me at work. I answered the phone and it was. That is everyone except Brothel Whore 3321-A her punishment was administered by her mother. Apparently the two of them specialized in mother on daughter domination fantasies. As such her mother was to administer all of Brothel Whore 3321-A's punishments.--Though their focus at the moment was the lecture Madam 3613 was giving them about how it was the madams that decided the cleaning assignments or how four them had rules about pleasure from lesbianism. Along with a few other things that. Oh yesss... A faint sigh escaped my lips as my finger was the first thing to penetrate me, right here in the bus, where everybody could watch.My other hand was having fun with my clitoris, which hid right between the upper ends of my pussy lips. Playing with it wasn't much different than playing with your cockhead, encircling it, squeezing it, making it happy with all the pressure and the fast movements... This was not a wonder though, I had seen how my dick shrank and shrank and became this. "Why did you do that?" she asked him."I have my reasons," he replied. "Most of all is because I like to do it. I get off on it. But there are other reasons. Training is another. I want you to be able to take pain babe. And I want you to associate pain with sex. From now on, for the rest of your life sex without a bit of pain isn't going to really do it for you. All those boys who will be pawing at your tits and pussy will leave you cold babydoll. It will be ok, but it won't be mindblowing. Part.