He stretched her out on the bed again, placing the punishment gloves back on his hands."No, don't touch me with those. You're going to tear up my fles... with them," the thought of the pain the tacks would inflict on her body, especially her more intimate areas frightened her. She felt the hands touch her lightly, motioning her over onto her side. When she hesitated, he pressed harder, the tacks indenting her skin. "OK, I'll do it, just don't touch me with them," turning over onto her side, her. "Hmmph?" Maria questioned."Wiggle your ass!" Janet repeated. "I want to see that switch twirling in the air!"Maria looked pleadingly at her mother, her eyes wide with fright."Do it or I'll shove it in further!" Janet hissed.Maria began to slowly move her ass back and forth. As she did an amazing thing happened. The motion caused the external part of the stick to waggle around like some perverse tail, but internally the flexible end of the branch twirled and bowed, sending little pleasure jolts. It was fun. She really should spend more time with her kids.Joan came home earlier than usual, and surprisingly decided to join in the game. Really, it was remarkably pleasant. Caroline couldn't remember the last time they'd all done something together, except at meal times, yet here they were, chatting and laughing over a silly game of cards. At length, Sam finally said that if he was going back to school in the morning he should get some sleep. Caroline was surprised to realize that it was. Fuck. Types like Tony normally played the cool checker to compensate for all they were missing between their legs, and I hadn’t guessed him to be an exception. But that cock was above average in length and width, a perfect specimen if I had ever seen one. “If we have to fence, I need a sword too,” I told him. “Impertinent little slut.” My eyes roamed back and forth between that cock and the orange pill he was holding up to tease me. “Horny bugger! Get on with it!” “I heard Andy say that you.