” I said, passing the drinks around. I made a show out of making sure the virgin one went to Abby, but in reality, they all had to go to the right ...eople. “So what grade are you in Abigail?“ Donna asked.“I'll be entering 7th in the fall.” Abby replied. She was obviously very shy, so she spoke softly, but with respectful manners. Donna continued the small talk, as I got ready. The drinks hit in about 5 minutes. Both Abigail and Jessica stared blankly and silently in to space. We positioned. Now it was time.I took my bat large end forward and pressed it against her cunt with my fingers I spred her lips wide. she begged ram it in me please Daddy. and so I did all at once ten inches of four inch round bat went up my little girls cunt all at once it went into her womb the shriek she made scared me, but the look of pain and delight on her face made me know she was in heven, pain was her pleasure and I was her instument. I twisted the bat making her cum agian and started pumping it. What I’d done was to attract a lady that suited my taste visually and superficially, and then attempt to sell her on a lifestyle of a female-led relationship; one based on corporal punishment/training of the male - myself - with her as the disciplinarian.Invariably, once I had revealed my perv self, she would escape, convinced that I was simply a weirdo. This made sense, as I’d come to believe that very few women would find such a relationship to their liking. Little wonder that my approach of. Eventually the flight was called, we boarded and the plane taxied for take-off. The engines revved, then wound down and the plane returned to the terminal where we were told to disembark.The airline staff then announced that the plane had a technical defect, and would not fly that day. We were told we would be given a hotel for the night, and meal vouchers.We were taken by bus to a nearby hotel, went to check in only to be told that we would have to room share. Barry and I agreed it would be.