But for me they had not suffered enough yet.I took a long length of thick electrical cable, I started with Julie, I thrashed her buttocks hard, slowly..., for over ten minutes as she screamed, I continued until her buttocks were swollen, black and lacerated. My cock was rock hard again, I parted her cheeks and sodomized her viciously sending my hot cream deep up her arsehole. After a short break, I repeated the procedure on Emma. I searched around the garage and found two large bowls which I put. It seemed even bigger than before. But maybe that was simply because my fingers, which still encircled the member, had stopped moving. They now stood there, motionless. I hesitated for a second longer, then brought them back to life.The fingers slid down the length of the cock. They halted for a second when they reached the bottom, then retraced their steps until they had reached the head. Without bothering to stroke it, they once again travelled the length of the pole. This process was. That old standard method enabled any one to confirm that the finances were actually what the bottom line declared them. That standard was miraculously converted into software programs that allowed the accountant to manipulate the figures in miraculous ways. It was a magical process of sleight of hand in digital form.Nothing was written in ink, so nothing was sacrosanct in the accounting equation. As long as the debits appeared to match the credits, all was well. The ancient system of double. What? How had he set her off to such a degree? Had he lethimself be pushed into provoking her? Should he apologize? Jimmy was ina dither. He waved his hands impotently in front of his face, wristslimp."That's enough from you, missy," Dora announced sternly. "Up on yourfeet. Let's go."Jimmy stood and waited anxiously. "If I... I mean, if what I said..." Too late to beg for forgiveness," she told him sharply. "Into thecorner you go."He saw a very small chair waiting for him. It was.