The caning

Lorelei says "No, Sir", quietly but clearly; you just manage a shake of your head. Jessica, however, speaks up with an effort: "I just wanted to say I am sorry, it was a poor mistake to make. Thank you for punishing me." Her voice shakes only very slightly, but her fingers are restless, trying to grab on the smooth leather covering the bench.

"Very well", Mr Brown says. He confirms the punishment as a "moderate" caning in an official tone of voice, presumably for the audio record, steps forward and lines the cane against Jessica's exposed pink cheeks. It seems to you that all three women in the room are bracing themselves rather than just one. Then the cane strikes with a thud; even through it you can hear Jessica exhale audibly but she makes no other sound, as a dark red welt is rising up across her bottom.

Neither you nor Lorelei can look away as the cane comes into repeated contact with the poor woman's skin. The strokes are places perfectly, years of experience clearly telling; each new welt is raised immediately above the previous one, neither overlapping nor leaving an inch of Jessica's bottom untouched. You lose the precise count around the tenth stroke but Jessica still remains largely motionless, the pain she is in only being betrayed by her increasingly gasping breathing and fingers clutching onto the bench.

Her resolve cannot last infinitely, however. It must be about two dozen strokes when gasps become rather obvious sobs; by the end of the third and final dozen Jessica is crying without reservations and thrashing against her bonds after particularly painful hits... not that you can blame her for the lack of self-control. Her bottom does look pitiful and you wonder how can she be expected to take the same amount of punishment on her (sizeable as they are) breasts, but fortunately the former only receive a single dozen... Even though that dozen quite suffices to reduce Jessica to a screaming mess with all control and dignity long forgotten.

As the first proper punishment you observe comes to an end, you find yourself in a state of mild shock. Somehow this sinks the new reality even deeper in than your own ordeals (or the fact you are still bottomless in front of two colleagues and a stranger) did. While you feel sorry for Jessica, however, you find yourself thinking that the punishment was not undeserved; her mistakes, as far as you could tell, were avoidable. You also find yourself aroused beyond any expectation once you manage to tear your focus away from the sight of Mr Brown unstrapping Jessica's limbs. Even though the realisation is sudden, you now know the arousal itself was not; it was building up for quite some time now and frankly you are lucky not to be dripping onto the floor with no clothes below the waist.

You are suddenly overcome with the urge to go home with someone rather than alone. This is really not like you, but the magic of the new world must be playing its part. You look at the three other people in the room. Mr Brown positively was not your type... But the sight of him with the cane painted him in a very new light. Jessica might appreciate friendly company to help her in her state, of course... But you would guess that in her place you would hardly want any sexual attention, assuming she is attracted to women at all. You cannot make that assumption about Lorelei either, but at least she is not in obvious distress, instead waiting patiently for Mr Brown to be done with Jessica and talk to her... And you are quite sure you saw a look of excitement on her face earlier.

Or... you could forget this madness and go home on your own to process it all.