Fuck. I turned towards her. "It was an accident. I'm sorry. It was not intentional," I told her."I know," she said. But don't go yet. "Give me a massa...e and I'll never mention it again." You promise?" I asked her, She just went to her bed and lay down on her back and pulled her shirt over her head, leaving her bare back exposed and those pointless black shorts over her ass. "15 minutes and you're free," she said as she turned her head back.I sat on her butt and gently kneaded her shoulders and. This got a vocal reaction from Pippa and she waved her bottom around. “One, sir,” Fiona intoned.“Can you please try to keep your bottom still.”“Yes, sir, it is just so hard when you are punishing me like this.”“Number two coming up.”The rest of the caning proceeded in a similar fashion. Her final stoke I decided to make harder than the rest and Pippa let out a loud “ouch” in response.“You may rub,” I advised.Pippa stayed in position and reached behind herself. Taking a buttock in each hand she. Beginning at her ankles, he lightlyteased her flesh with the soft item, slowly moving it up her legsto her thighs. He pulled it over her legs slowly, deliberatelytantalizing her with the excitement of the play, yet he did nottouch it to her inner thigh. He then began back at her nipplesagain and repeated the same action. By the time he had stoppedshe was moaning with the thrill of the feeling, becoming hotterthan she thought she could. With the same suddenness of thetouch beginning, it. “Would you like to go for a few drags later?”Dad was pulling shifts all weekend, so I giggled, “Is making the drag what you really have in mind?”He stammered a little, “Well, uh, to be honest, a repeat of last night would be wonderful.”“I have to cook supper for Dad when he gets home, but I should be able to get out after that. You can pick me up around seven.”“I’ll be there with bells on.”“Remember, don’t honk for me. You have to come to the door.”I fixed one of Dad’s favorites for supper,.