I protested with a slight resistance, pressing my hands against the front of my dress and whispering “no.” The couple turned around and looked at ...me before turning back around. I blushed.Cliff looked over at me silently with disappointment. “Yes.”The elevator continued its slow climb. I released my hands in concession. The elevator passed the 15th floor. The bottom of my dress continued its climb up my body, first completely exposing my naked ass and pussy. Goosebumps covered my body. I looked. "Hey! Why'd you stop it? That was really nice." She looked at Samantha and Tiffany, "The kid's not half bad. I should give him a chance, see if he's as good in real life as he thinks he is." Cradle robber." Accused Tiffany."He'd probably cum in his pants if you just started talking to him." Said Samantha.I shot her a look but she just winked at me. We still had one secret."What about the other guys?" Asked Kirsten."Alright, let me get back in ... Okay, the guy in the green shirt isn't looking. Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! I landed three strokes harder than the first on her areola. She jolted backwards violently, her breast slipped out of my hand. The chains clinked as she hung from them and screamed out in pain.?Aaahh!!! God!!! Fuck!!! ?A full blooded cane stroke across her stomach. ?Don’t swear I said! Who do you work for???I’m unemployed!? she said defiantly, ?I don’t work for anyone.?I swung my cane and caught her other breast underneath the nipple. Her torso twisted instinctively to. Then in the most casual tone she tells him, “Damion just wants me to show his daughter how things get done around here.”“Why didn’t he ask me to do it?” he questions.“Maybe because you’d be more worried about fucking his daughter than showing her around,” Harper offers.He blushes slightly and even grins. “I could probably show her the ins and outs of things.”“I bet you could,” Harper remarks. “If I need help, you’ll be the first to know.”“Well, if you need it, I’ll be ready,” he says before.