No, yet she realises that Dragan is right

Tamara or Lady Tamara, as she was called by her exclusive customers, hoped in vain...

A careful look over her shoulder revealed to the hardened dominatrix that her nemisis still seemed determined to do anything. The young Ms. Gretchen's choleric outburst was now followed by cold anger, which Tamara, who was well versed in human nature, could tell from the look in Gretchen Fischer's blue eyes.

Well, she had put herself in this position, she had wanted to know whether this streak existed in Ms. Fischer and now Lady Tamara found out that there was a price she had to pay for this knowledge.

With her head held proudly, she gritted her teeth as the rubber caning that Gretchen had converted the King Cock into hit her tight, gorgeous ass hard.....

Only when her bottom glowed red and Tamara was sure that she would only be able to sleep on her stomach and work standing up for the next few nights did the young teacher let go of the brothel boss.

"So I hope this will be a lesson to you!"

Gretchen said coldly and was inwardly shocked not only by the coldness in her voice but also by what she had just done, what she had allowed herself to do and yet.....

There was this little voice inside her that made her feel like she had not only done the right thing but also been completely herself for the first time...

Disturbed, she remembered how often she had dreamed of dealing with unruly students in the same way as she had done with this Tamara...

Lady Tamara looked at Gretchen and noticed the young woman's inner confusion. Yes, it felt similar to her back then when she began to understand the pleasure she felt in punishing others as she saw it fit...