My Breathing Quickened
I Watched As Jen Flexed
Then I Felt Carol Slide
They Both Stroked And
My Hip Thrusts Were
I Attempted To Turn
| Right now, however, Cynthia had something else on her mind as she thought about just what was in store for her. Sometimes I made her go without it all day, even at work, and it often produced good behavior for a while.
She would spend the day horribly self-conscious because although Cynthia was no Dolly Parton out front, she did have lovely full 34Bs." This always floored her because she absolutely hated the punishments I imposed that reduced her to a ish state. The one she whined about the most was my insistence that she remove her bra before a spanking and that it not be put back on until I allowed her to do so.
"Yes, you will be spanked, sweetie," I declared, now smiling in a way that she knew would not mean good news for her. "But we are going to have some other discipline so that you start behaving more like a big girl." She cringed at my decision, knowing better than to begin to question it, and merely murmured that she knew she had been bad and probably deserved the spanking she knew I was about to give her. Cynthia faltered for a moment and said, "Louise, I'm just cleaning it up" but she knew she couldn't avoid my order so she handed me what she had wanted to get out of the way, a cute pair of hicut pink panties, but with a rather prominent smark in the back.
As Carol Did This Jen
I Raised My Left Leg
Watching Them Concentrate
Her Technique Of Stroking
I Had No Choice But
The Smooth Feel Of Her
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