Bath of them stood in front of him, trembling with what Gloria was sure was fear. They looked so vulnerable in their short uniforms, the hems of their dresses hardly reaching to the tops of their stockings. Their tits heaved as they breathed hard and stared at the whip which David ran through his hands.

"So you thought you'd get a little fresh, early, did you?" David asked. "Gloria tells me you commented on one of her nighties."

"Oh yes, sir, sorry, sir," said Mandy, her eyes staring, her breath ragged.

"Now I gave you very strict instructions, didn't I?" said David, running the whip slowly in front of her eyes.

"Yes, you, yes, you d-did," stammered Mandy.

"And you disobeyed me, didn't you?"

"Yes, sir, yes, I did," Mandy gasped and she ran her hands down over her thighs and pushed them apart, rubbing shamelessly into her pussy.

"You always do, don't you?" said David smoothly. "I am going to have to punish you very severely for that."

"Oh, yes, yes, sir, yes, you will!" Mandy gasped, and her hands worked inside her panties, pushing her dress out of the way.

"You little whore," said David with a grin. "You're going to get it tough this time. Spread your legs!"

Panting and gasping, Mandy did as she was told, spreading her high-heeled shoes apart on the floor and easing the short dress up to her waist.

"Now, bring yourself off first," said David, leaning back in the chair and watching with evident amusement. "Then you get your ass whipped."

Mandy groaned and her fingers went inside the hem of her tiny, black panties and rubbed at her clit in a fury of lust.

From her hiding place, Gloria stared in utter horror. This man, whom she was falling in love with, this wonderful gentleman, was sitting in a chamber of horrors, watching one of his maids masturbate to his command.