Rose continued to spank whilst her pussy tingled with excitement at putting a man in his place for the first time; she did not stop until my cheeks we...e a blur of red hand-prints. I was allowed down from the clasp of those magnificent thighs, which were then opened and my head thrust between them by Rose, who was now in a state of urgent need. My cock dribbled as I lapped at her sweet scented flower; her clitoris hard and prominent in its need for relief. As she moaned on nearing orgasm, she. “Beg for it naughty” he says, knowing what the sound of my name on his lips does to me. Knowing how very much it humiliates me to beg for the pain I crave so much!“Please Master! I need to be spanked by you! Please do it NOW!” I beg! The moment hung in the air and then he just started slapping me. No time to adjust. No soft to medium to hard; just fast, hard, stinging slaps across my ass; across my shoulders; across my back, probably 8-10 in all. He abruptly stops and presses the vibrating. It was nice and tight and showed off my young bulge quite nicely. The green shoes were the coolest. They were sturdy enough for someone to wear while trick or treating, but had these little wing-like pointed parts that went part way up the back of my ankles. The phone rang. Gloria picked it up and said, "Yes, you may all come on up. Robin is in the bathroom all dressed and ready to undress...well part way. He will leave his mask on. Remember, all of you keep your masks on for the entire. The house had plenty of grandeur and beauty; grapevines ran up its sides, its two stories were entirely made up of a beautiful ivory-orange stucco, and Spanish tile covered the roof. Although the house was lovely, the one thing that stood out to her most was its size. The house really wasn’t large at all; it’s two stories were very cute. It was like a grand mansion shrunken down. Excited, Arabella quickly began to approach the house. What’s the worst that could happen? she thought. I’d just.