HAVING EMPTIED HER BLADDER OVER "T's"head and soaking her hair,
Shirley brought the pan seat and lid down hard.
"You stay there slut!" she ordered and went back to the lounge to talk to Zelda.
"I want to paddle that bitch while her head is down the pan!" she said.
"Well make it quick! I'm going to send her out again. She'll need a scrub up first. Just a quick twenty then, and make her count and say sorry for being a slut with each one!"
Shirley took the long leather paddle back to the wet room, lifted the lid of the pan and explained what she wanted from "J".
"Yes Mistress, I am a slut and I know that I must be punished.
With that, she waited for the impact of the
paddle. It slapped into her buttocks and made ripples of flesh.
"One" she counted. "I'm sorry I'm a slut!"
"Louder" cried Shirley.
The treatment continued and the counting became more and more garbled. Finally the red and raw bottom had taken its full twenty and its sobbing owner unchained then shoved under the shower.
"When you've showered, get tarted up and put on your uniform ready to go out." Satisfied, Shirley returned to the lounge eager to find out more about Zelda's plan. T.B.C.
