”“I got an estimate on how much it would cost to paint the place. You earned it,” Mr. Catchums said. The amount was slightly less than half of t...he estimate he had gotten. With the amount he had for Suzie, he had gotten the building painted for about one-third of the price he had been quoted.“Wow. Maybe I should be a painter,” Sean said. He held his arm out with his thumb pointed up like he was some sort of artist.“I imagine that you’d like a day or two off to take that little lady of yours. He spins her around and instructs her to stand in the corner. He pulls her dress up and stares at her for a minute, taking in every inch of her submission. "I don't want to see your hurt yourself with drugs or alcohol anymore and I do not like the way that you speak to me. Your attitude and behavior needs some serious work and I care about you enough to punish you, do you understand?" "Yes Sir, I'm sorry, and I do understand" she answers. She listens as he grabs his belt. The sound of the. Maybe I was a bit vindictive, but I wanted to have that memory the rest of my life. Every time some one gives me a hard time in the future, i’ll think about what I did with the miserable wife of the cheap, bastardly boss I once had. Then i’ll think how I don’t take shit from anyone, although one could successfully argue that I was taking some from Rachel at the moment. I kept an eye on my watch as I drilled Rachel. As noon approached, I pulled out and moved back up to Rachel’s face and pumped. It was very loud in Laurels space. She was hooded before they took her and strapped her into her space. Laurel was naked all the time now and she heard the comments of the men as she was walked to her space in the club or whatever it was. Apparently her tits were really stretched out but they still swayed as she walked, her nipples in pain from the weights hanging on them. Once she was strapped in, they removed her hood but it was quite dark with the only light coming from the hole in front of.