It was going to hurt her far worse than the first twenty strokes she had already received.And then, an unexpected surprise.“Mike?” Kaylee asked in... a low quiet voice.“What, Kaylee?”“It's my fault, Chantelle doesn't deserve any more. I'm sorry if this sounds like arguing, but it's not, okay? Whatever more you were going to whip Chantelle, you can give to me instead. I was bad and that's not her fault.” Her whole face was quivering, but she was looking me in the eyes, not in defiance but in. Presley had been to a receiving once when she was a little girl, some distant relative or another and she remembers now the whole affair being rather boring, though perhaps it would to any five year old,she was simply hoping the whole affair would be over quickly and the guests would not linger. By early evening Presley is still sitting in a high chair, focal point of the room, black dress billowed out like a cake around her legs as she slumps back slightly, the long line of people having. I did not mind one bit that I was still naked in the corridor on show to anybody who might come along. In the room the men soon had their clothes off and joined me on the bed. I was one hot slut, willing to do anything they wanted me too. Chas soon had my legs bent over his shoulders ramming a cock up my juicy cunt. Adam was next in line, turning me over into doggy position and fucking me furiously from behind. Rob couldnt wait his turn and went around my front and shoved his fat cock in my. "And... ?" he prompted."A problem has developed, and I am not sure how it will work out. I therefore decided to check on the availability of other positions for the next school year," I told him."And this problem was caused by?" he asked."The Head of the Magic Department," I told him."You are running the PhD program, and you are not the Head of the Magic Department?" he asked in a shocked voice."No, I'm not," I told him and went on to explain about meeting Lelia and how things had.