Mrs. Winthrop checks up on the punishment

There was the distinct clacking of heels walking on the concrete floor, followed by another more padded set of footsteps. Mindy craned her neck as much as she could to see who was coming, getting a sideways glance at Mrs. Winthrop, dressed in a very neat business suit and dress, navy blue. Her hair was bundled up in a bun and her eyes obstructed by a pair of designer glasses. The head maid walked into better view of her junior.

"Hello, Mindy. I see you're already going through your punishment." Mrs. Winthrop stroked a strand of hair out of Mindy's eyes, "Nothing to taxing, I hope..."

Mindy shook her head, "No ma'am."

The senior staff member smiled warmly, "Good... actually, all of the girls get a mold eventually..." Sally Winthrop turned and gestured to the storage up front, "it's a sort of homage to the staff that work here..."

Mindy remembered the body of Annette and nodded with a slight smile, realizing she had gotten a glimpse of what her co-worker's body would look like in the buff. Mrs. Winthrop smiled too as she continued her little lecture, "It's good that you can be accepting of this sort of thing... if you misbehave, you will be punished accordingly. If you are good, you get... rewards..." She smiled and looked to the side, waving her companion over. Annette came into view with a playful smirk as Mrs. Winthrop wrapped her arms around the younger woman.

"Annette here has been a good girl, so she gets a little treat..." Mindy's boss said, "Ah.. but don't mind us... we'll stay out of your way..."

Mrs. Winthrop led Annette out of view again, where Mindy could only hear the two behind her. Furniture slid around as Mrs. Winthrop murmured instructions to her companion. After what sounded like the two had settled down behind Mindy, there was a lull, the room seemed quiet. Mindy perked her ears to try and pick up what was going on behind her back while fruitlessly attempting to turn her head all the way around. Her ears finally registered movement. It was a smacking sound which soft and wet... the sound of lips kissing. Mindy felt a flush of warmth and wanted to squeeze her legs together but couldn't. The kisses were interspersed with the sound of clothing being shuffled. Buttons snapped loose and fabric slid down body parts as positions were adjusted and more kissing resumed.

There was a small yelp that came out between kisses. The yelping turned into gasps for air, a few seconds apart, but coming at faster intervals. This developed into a low moan that echoed throughout the room. Mindy sighed to herself, recognizing Annette's voice as well as her own labored breaths. Her mind flashed back to the statue of her co-worker, reclined with the leg up. She then imagined Mrs. Winthrop, knelt down in front, head buried between Annette's legs. The moaning continued as the kissing sounds increased in volume as well, wet and sloppy kisses now, forcing the moans to become more urgent. Moans became short labored breaths that quickly switched over to a loud scream of pleasure. The sound lasted a good while before finally dying down into heavy breathing. Mindy gritted her teeth as she wished she could just turn around, maybe hop her whole body 180 degrees, but she feared breaking the mold.

Suddenly she heard another sound coming from behind. It's was the pleasured moan of Mrs. Winthrop! Mindy cringed, wanted to see what was going out of view.