The worn comforter adorning her bed covered her modestly. Her hands lay atop the comforter, clasped serenely upon her lap. Sensing the movement in the... shadows, she raised her eyes to his and smiled."Bonsoir, Monsieur Erik. You wished to see me?"Erik blushed at her words and not for the first time did the thought cross his mind, that this slip of a woman enjoyed tormenting him with words, which held two meanings — one, innocent and one, not. His eyes shifted towards Madame Giry whose eyes were. Something was wrong here..."When I left earlier with your body, I went ahead and called Cindy to setup a little meeting after she got off work... I went to her house and wecontinued watching the movie where you guys left off last night, and Ihad a beer or two to keep up appearances. We ended up fucking. I had toknow why you did what you did. I must say, shes pretty good, shes prettyhot too, and doesn't have a loose queefing pussy to boot," Cindy whenon..."So yeah, I fucked you both today. Just. I'd bet no more than about 115 pounds, about 5 foot 4, and petite and sexy as fuck. God, I could not believe I was standing there looking at a sixteen year old girl naked. And what I wanted to do with her.I looked at her, she glanced down, saw my dick bulging, and said, "Do you want to?" and I wasn't sure what she was referring to. So without a word, I didn't say anything. I just pulled my underwear off. I was standing there, my dick jutting straight out, a massive erection, and without a word,. ..what kind of punishment Madame?” she croaked out at last in a hoarse whisper.In response Madame Courvelle turned her attention to the bar and caught Hanna’s eye. “If you please Hanna.” she intoned. Hanna nodded with a grunt and reached down behind the bar for something. She stepped out from behind the bar and crossed the room to join the conference. Yvette caught her breath with a gasp. Over her left arm Hanna carried a clean tea towel. In her right hand she bore a polished length of rattan.