“And what do they do at Mistress Sara’s?”Her voice quivered as she answered, “For me, spanking.”Daddy nodded slowly. “And you paid for th...s.” It wasn’t a question, but she nodded in back in answer anyway.Daddy sighed. “And now, I’m guessing, your bottom hurts.”Megan swallowed hard before nodding again.Daddy’s nod was sure and direct this time. “Let me see.”Megan’s eyes widened in alarm and Daddy’s eyebrow arched at the reaction.“I have seen your bottom naked before and I’m not doing this. Pat wasn’t flashy or sexy . . . well, she was sexy, but that sort of thing could wait. She had some snug yet sensibly comfortable denim jeans and a couple pairs of shorts, plus some generic but trendy tee-shirts. Pat had found clothes she could comfortably fight in if need be, which caused Gail to roll her eyes. But what really caught Gail’s attention were the tank-tops. She had gotten a bunch in camouflage (winter, forest, neon blue) patterns, and they all fit snugly. Pat didn’t have an overly. She couldn’t, moving ahead for half an hour. Finally stopping she cursed when she saw that he wasn’t behind her. Carefully, knowing she was breaking orders, she crept back to see what was going on. Growling she saw that the ISIS soldiers had someone hung by their arms between 2 poles.Creeping closer she took stock of everything she had on her. A 9 millimeter half loaded, 5 frag grenades, several of her throwing knifes and her combat knife. Still creeping forward she heard the guards bragging. . she shunted along the bed and rested her head on a pillow then put her legs down and using her hand guided my cock into her fanny. The thought of not having a condom suddenly came over me but it was too late for that she embraced me by wrapping her arms around me and lowered me down so that my dick was completely in her, I began to move in and out first very slowly as it was my first time but then as I felt my second Cumming sprouting up my shaft I sped up and felt the second ejaculation.