asajones2: The Mirror of Shame - Number Thirty Six I will be transferring this story to my main blog
asajones2: The Mirror of Shame - Number Thirty Six I will be transferring this story to my main blog, it has been well received by you as I have wound my way through it, so it is getting promoted! It has changed itself, the secretary almost walked into my mind as she does in the offshoot to this story when she walks into the punishment room to masturbate. Once again thank you for your comments, suggestions and appraisals. Continued…. She was slouching, remember?… The girl instantly did as she was told, and stood straight. “That’s better. Now get yourself over the bench.” Once again you notice something different about this girl, her calmness. Most girls who come to your office quake in fear, and so does Kate as the flogging is just to begin. But every time, just before, towards the end, and afterwards, you see this calm young surreal ‘Goddess of a Naughty Schoolgirl’ almost drift in to and out of position, to stand before the mirror of shame. You have talked in depth about this to your secretary as you dine over delicious spanking conversations. Both of you agree that she is a total submissive, learning her trade here at school, and soon after leaving she will almost certainly develop into a pain slut. You hear the door to your left crack open, the secretary will be looking again, her knickers around her ankles as she stands peering, bent at her waist, at the door finger fucking herself as she watches. Kate looks to the mirror and smiles, she knows, you are not certain, and of course dare not ask, but both of you are pretty sure that by now, after all her visits, she knows. She knows this is not just the punishment of a naughty schoolgirl. “Put your feet against the wall, brace yourself. If you writhe about I will secure you, understand?” “Yes Sir. Yes Miss.” You stand aghast! So she does know about the secretary watching! You slide her knickers down to her knees. “Are you ready?” “Oh yes, Sir…Ohhh yes Mistress.” You gulp. The secretary orgasms but carries on faster, and harder. You walk towards the mirror for the stiff leather tawse and cane… To be continued… Asa -- source link