Anna’s face slowly filled with color, it turned an angry red, “I’ve had it with you, Sam! Time to put the cards down!” her voice dominating Sa...’s persona.Sam couldn’t help noticing the change in Anna, “You’re scaring me Anna...” she mumbled in fear, thinking she had pushed her luck too far.“I am not the one you should be scared of Sam,” Anna changed her tone, “It’s the government you should fear...”“Come on, not another conspiracy theory please.” Sam always hated those.“Wish it was Sam, but. The other hole, I am reliably informed are for my testicles.Rebecca smiles at me as she helps me wriggle into the pants. With them snuggly pulling in my resistant flesh she opens the fourth hole as wide as she dares and reaches inside. After grabbing my balls she pulls them through the hole and lets them dangle there; free as a bird on the outside.I wasn’t expecting the leather strap to be all that effective until she tugged my testicles downwards.I had to smile at her as she giggled; obviously. I shoved her legs wide apart, alarmed when the lower right one slid off the bed swinging from her knee, but alarm turned to delight as the full glory of her snatch was hinged into view. She had a neat set of pubes, not unruly and not sparse, which framed a pair of puss flaps that would have graced St Bartholomew’s Hospital main door. I mean they were huge sort of gates, folded and curled together in a big untidy knot. I thrust my hand up and felt them. The silky warm texture gave way under my. I shifted around nervously, trying to hold my hands behind my back, but aware that my erect cock was pointing directly at the tall, blonde-haired woman sitting on the seat before me.“Auntie Natalie is going to spank your bottom and the backs of your legs until they are red – as red as my blouse,” she smiled.“And then, I’m going to use Auntie Wendy’s clothes brush, then my carpet beater, wooden paddle and then, you lucky boy, you’re going to get the cane from me,” she continued.I stood there in.