I was left alone for the next five days. The only times when I was let out was when one of the trustees led me over to he dining hall. People stared at the welts and weals on my back and buttocks. The camp doctor looked in on me daily.

I did find out that I was correct about Laura; she had indeed been promoted to a house slave, which probably means she orally satisfies Cruella whenever the Head Mistress wants it. Afterall, it was Cruella who forced Laura to not spare the whip, or else the slave herself would feel the same lashes.

One day Mr C checked on me. He also told me that I had done a great job with his boss's wife at the party, and that she'd like too see me again. I smiled at the thought of that, remembering what a looker she was. Then the bossman told me that everybody at the party saw his boss, who is the head of the conglomerate, getting whipped by Cruella. I snickered at that, because I had indeed seen that.

"She wants you to come over to their compound in Maui, so she can cuckold her panty wearing husband."

I laughed. "You mean Mrs J wants me to fuck her while Mr. J watches?"

"Yup," Mr C laughed. "He's head of the conglomerate in name only; she's the real boss!"

I thought for sure he was kidding, but he looked serious. "I'll arrange to have you sent over there as soon as you are healed completely." I grinned, "YES SIR!"