And then Corinne saw that the little bitch was pushing her hand into her panties, her fingers working over her pussy, rubbing as the cane landed on her throbbing ass. Her panties were damp at the crotch too, and the stain was spreading.

"Aaahhh, oooughghh!" Susie sobbed. "Ooooh, Julius, do it, do it – ooohhb, yeasssss!"

With a scream of lust she heaved up on the chair back, her body shaking in climax, her fingers blurring on her pussy.

Julius whipped her red, straining ass to the beat of her orgasm, lashing the cane in at the peak of each heave on the chair back. Susie's scream of passion rang around the room as she came, shamelessly rubbing her pussy, her legs straining wider, her ass thrusting up for the agony of the thin cane.

"Iieeeiliuuggh!" she screamed. "Yes, it's yes, yes! Aaahhh!" And with a deep moan, she collapsed, falling across the chair back, her fingers still rolling over her pussy. "Yes, I'll take my clothes off for you!"

Julius stopped the cane and Saul untied Susie's ankles.

Susie rolled over on the chair, rubbing her ass, her dress up over her thighs, her legs trembling. "Ooooh, fuck, that was sooooo good!" she moaned.

She got to her feet and pulled her stockings straight, setting her feet properly in her high heels. Then she pouted and sliding the buttons on heir dress open, right down the front until she reached the hem. She paraded for them, showing her luscious body, the tight cincher that accentuated her waist, the tiny bra that heaved her ripe, thrusting tits up, and the equally tiny panties that they had all seen mere than enough of which she was being whipped.

Slowly, she let the dress slide down her arms, fully revealing the delights underneath. She stepped away from it and tossed it over the sofa. Shamelessly, she stood in the middle of the floor and spread her thighs, sliding her fingers into her panties, rubbing her hot little cunt.