So, while I'm sorry you got your heart broken, or whatever exactly happened, I hope you learned some things along the way." I did, for sure. I think e...ch time I learned a little more about how to tell who I can and can't trust." Well, then it wasn't for nothing, you know?" I know. And you know what else, Lauren?" What Sweetheart?" I think you're like, the best! I feel like you really, really care about me. And it feels so good. And I trust you." Oh, Bridget!" It was my turn to feel like I was. I lay there defeated for well over an hour. I would go from wild struggles and screams to resignation and defeat. I can almost still feel the bite of the ropes on my elbows that first time, the band across my knees. Eventually I just gave up. I was completely trussed up and unable to escape until some kind of help arrived. Perhaps Dan would snap out of whatever trance he was in and come back, apologizing for his temporary insanity. Or Betty would hear my hoarse cries for help, spotting my bound. Vickie knew Dee was impressed with her husband's dick. She also remembered Dee saying she would love to have him fuck her.Vickie was also interested in Dee's husband Red. She had never seen a dickhead as large as his. It almost looked odd or deformed. The large cut head was the size of peach connected to a long shaft with average girth. Regardless, she wanted to feel it deep in her pussy. The girls continued their discussion and made a plan to share each other's husband before their vacation. Of course, as I write down rule 1, this is always fresh in my mind having happened only moments ago. The embarrassment at stripping for discipline always edges in front of the trepidation I feel at my impending spanking, at least temporarily.Next comes "The discipline is mine and mine alone." Deep down I know this is true. I do have a safe-word, and I have no doubt that if I used it Daddy would stop. But I never have. Even as I fret about how much a spanking hurts I know how much better it.