We all do, at least once a day. Watch out!" She lifted her ass off the chair, showing faint redness from a recent spanking.Katherine shifted to show o...ff her red ass. "At LEAST once a day. More if we're bad, and still more if we're very, very good!" She giggled.Brenda felt like she was burning up from a high fever. "But wait! What have I done to deserve that? I've agreed to everything!"Alan spoke up. "Brenda, I'm your master now. I OWN you. I'll spank you whenever I damn well feel like it,. ”Mary and Betty forgot they had already earned extra strokes for rubbing their freshly spanked bottoms, and the next moment both women forgot about anything sexual about being caned and gasped as the first stroke landed on their bottoms. That stroke, Mary told herself immediately, was far harder than any that she had received to date, yet somehow the second stroke was harder and then the third stroke hurt even more. She clung onto the seat of the chair with all her strength, again remembering. ” Mandy was almost pleading as she held out a shaking hand. How could I, or any red blooded guy, refuse such a plea the beautiful creature laying before me. I took her hand and crawled in next to her. I turned the lamp off but left the bathroom light on. The light coming from the bathroom gave Mandy a beautifully soft glow. Mandy cuddled up to me and we kissed. Softly at first, the kiss slowly built in passion. When we broke our kiss, I slid down her body and resumed kissing and sucking the. The staffing was a nightmare. The lady I talked to wanted me to come up today, fill out an application and do an interview right away, if I could work nights. None of the part-timers wanted to work nights.I said, "I would be there in an hour."In an hour I was sitting down in front of Mrs. Shirley Short, the Human Resources rep. Mrs. Short questioned me for another hour as I filled out the application. The HR rep took all the paperwork plus my Marine paperwork I had brought to copy it. Mrs..