"That was very naughty, running from me you know." He said. I smiled up at him very innocently. "Do you know what happens to naughty girls?" He asked ...is voice deep and menacing. I shook my head yes.I saw a smile play at the corner of his mouth. He unbuttoned his jacket and set it over chair. He rolled his sleeves up and I tingled with anticipation. He went and sat on the edge of the bed."Come." He commanded.I knew exactly what was going to happen and was more than ready, but I took my time and. I asked her if she is feeling OK. Her answer was yes sir, I heard about you and that, pointing at my dick from Sara. She said that she was sorry for staring. I let her know it was OK and if she wants I can take it out so she can see it better. Unsure she shakes her head yes. I told her better yet, come here and take it out your self. She knelt down between my spread open legs and with shaky hands, she pulls down my pants until my cock pops out just inches from her face and says holy fuck, they. Then he did the same with the other hand before stepping back. This left Chelsea with her head down, her wet hair falling around her face and her breasts practically spilling out of their cups, on the far side of the railing, and her ass high in the air on the other.It was all so strange and had happened so suddenly that Chelsea hadn't had a moment to consider what David's purpose might be...SMACK!The sound of David's hand striking Chelsea's behind -- made even sharper by the wet fabric of her. S roughly, as he continued unbuttoning the struggling 16 year-old’s top. “We’ll call this your punishment. Endure it like a good girl, or I might be forced to punish you more severely”.Tears formed in Ashley’s eyes. She couldn’t believe this was happening! Mr. S’s hand had finally gotten her shirt undone, and was now slowly squeezing her breasts, which he had pulled from her bra. Mr. S started to pinch and flick her nipples, making her flinch as they became erect. Ashley felt herself blush..