Janine was leaning back against Chris. His fingers played in her pussy and also with her tits. Janine was moaning softly and her hips pushed up and back as Chris worked on her.

Leslie sat close to April, waiting, his legs also crossed.

"Now," Franz said, "for this young lady's punishment."

As if in a nightmare, Renee watched as he took up the cane and came over to the chair. He pushed her little uniform dress out of the way, up over her ass, until the glorious curves were revealed in the tight black panties. The lacy garter straps running over Renee's creamy skin only made the lustful scene look more depraved.

"Six, I said, right?"

"Please, please! Don't! Let me go home!" Renee wailed.

There was a swishing sound, and a terrible agony burst through Renee's body. The thin cane lashed across her tight asscheeks, beating a red line across them. Renee jerked up, unable to believe what was happening to her.

"Aaaagghhgh! Help! No, stop!"

"I did say, six, didn't I?" Franz lashed the schoolgirl again.

"Aaaghhh – oohhh, help!" Renee screamed, pulling wildly against the bonds, her legs trembling and her ass ringing with pain.

"Wasn't it six?" Franz asked, the cane whipping cross Renee's ass in a hard stroke.

"Uuurrgghhh, help!" Renee screamed, jerking helplessly. Her little panties didn't protect her ass at all from the cane, and her flesh burned with horrible agony.

"Did I say six, or didn't I?" Franz demanded, lashing Renee's ass once more.

"Yeaahhh! Yes, yes, yes!" Renee screeched, finally catching on to the way he was torturing her. She twisted and screamed, her little maid's hat falling to the carpet.

"Good. Six it is."

"You've already whipped me four times!" Renee wept. "Please! Let me go! Let me go home – please!"

"Four times?" Franz chuckled. "Those were just to get your attention. Smarten up next time. Now, six strokes."