<i>More... </i>Mikie couldn't help it, it was one of her favourite musicals after all. "MOOOOORE?" She roared in her best impersonation of<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D7tOkpntQtBM&amp;hash=6307d281fd9b021f9784c5e0ae48efdd" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7tOkpntQtBM" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Sir Harry Secombe playing Mr Bumble.</a>Then she sniggered, said "Your wish is my command!" and began raining blows as hard as she could all over  the generous expanse of quivering flesh.<br/><br/>After a few minutes her right arm began to get tired, and she moved away a bit, back to where the abandoned breast she'd freed earlier still hung loose beside the central bench. Using her left hand, she swung the paddle up, parallel to the bench, hitting the stiff and dangling nipple with just enough forcer to set the whole breast jiggling.<br/><br/>Mikie did this for a minute or so, then positioned the paddle so Sam's engorged nipple was poking through one of the heart-shaped holes in it. She pushed the slab of stiff, thick leather upwards, while pulling down on Sammie's teat with the other hand, forcing the soft flesh through the opening that was too small, until enough of her breast was pushed through that the paddle stayed put. Mikie grinned and paused to squeeze her own clit.<br/><br/>Returning to Sam's rear end and picking up the flogger off the floor where it had fallen when Sam started wigglig, Mikie paused to admire the clearly displayed, puffy folds of her sub's pussy. "Mmmm. You know, your panties are practically transparent right now. If you're okay with me tearing them off, I'll buy you a new pair. Or we can change the scene in a bit and I'll take them off then."