I also select a rather tasteful and attractive wife beater shirt to match my ensemble. Not even gonna bother trying to stretch it down.Retrieving the ...adder from the garage I decide to start with the gutters. As I place the ladder against the house, I have to fight my way through all of the damn rose bushes my wife had me plant over the years. All four sides of the house are full of the motherfuckers. If it was up to me, I'd use some round-up on them and be done with it. Looking up there, it. “Okay, honey,” Tanya was here in front of her now, making sure Vanessa didn’t get too frightened by the newness of this torture device. “Frank’s gonna turn the motor on, and the barrel’s going to move. It moves slow, so don’t panic. And when your head’s underwater, don’t breathe!”“What?” Vanessa cried as the barrel lurched and her head began to descend wildly toward the floor. “AaaaiiiiBBBbbbblub-blub-blub!”Frank stopped the barrel the instant Vanessa’s head appeared from the water. Vanessa. It was the sweetest of kisses, it was like she and Kelly had just drifted into a warm, sensual state, they just sat there, lips pressed together and in the moment. Their arms wrapped around each other and Gina boldly insinuated her tongue between the younger girl’s lips, giving her the first adult kiss of her life. Kelly whimpered, but she didn’t pull away. ‘Are you sure you really want to do this, darling Kelly?’ Gina said, almost expecting the pretty Irish girl to back out. Kelly nodded, Gina. When she led me to the other platform, I meekly complied, even though I held myself back from racing over to the shackles. I guess it was true that she valued punishment over orgasm, but for me, it was orgasm over punishment for sure, though if punishment led to orgasm, I was all for it. One thing was clear, in those particular, anticipatory moments, the presence of guilt did not exist. I could only attribute its absence to the paddling I had just received. I was eager for more.The beguiling.