I lingered a moment too long. “Hey Dad, do you like having your legs smacked” I heard Zoe ask just as her hand crashed against my leg, then a seco...d third and fourth time. I quickly bent back across my daughters lap. The stinging of my bottom and tops of legs started again as Zoe thrashed me with the strap. My sobbing and tears quickly followed. Me thinking I really have to improve my behaviour was something I decided I really had to think about. This is a seriously painful spanking and one. Not just regular sex, sex with guys, sex with horses, gerbil sex?! All of it penetrative with me getting it up the pussy I didn't own. Damn why couldn't I have been born as a bitch?The Lieutenant caressed my hairless smooth cheek; I moved to lick her fingers."You have to ask for it, of your own free will,? she said"Fuck me!" the words were out before I had even given it an instant of thought."I thought you might want to" smiled the LieutenantShe ran her finger down the groove between my muscles. An hour or so later she was dressed in crazy red spattered white spandex, looking incredible, but serious. She was near tears."My god Angela. What?" I said."We have to talk," she said. I had to read her lips she was so quiet in the loud room. Luckily Connie was there to cover my butt, working effortlessly with the waitress, his lover, Hazel.Once we were safely inside my apartment, once I had closed the door, she crumpled to the floor. I lifted her up and brought her to the bed."Rewind the tape.. "Tell me your husband and daughters names and ages"Jane responded immediately in a flat tone "David is 38, Julie is 18"Peterson continued "I have complete control of your mind - do you understand?" Yes, I understand" replied JaneSuddenly Peterson heard a noise from upstairs"Are your family here?" Yes, David and Julie are both in today" replied Jane"Call them down please"Jane called out to her husband and daughter who both came trotting down the stairs. As soon as they entered the room, Peterson.