“You need to work harder you little tart!” she said. “While you’re f*****g about in here, they’re beating the s**t out of me in there. The longer you take, the more I get hurt so f*****g hurry up!” Every few seconds she pressed the wand against another patch of my bare flesh, and pressed the button. I stood there and whimpered with pain. The worst pain was when she pressed the tip to my ear. God, that was agony!
“The next time I come in here I’m going to stick this up your f*****g skirt and fry your balls! Now get on with it!” she hissed, and returned to the lounge for further punishment from the girls.
I worked frantically, but the bath stains were the worst. Lou had to come back four more times before I was finished. As she promised, on the second visit she made me hitch up my skirt a
