He turned to see Paula sitting cross legged on the stool across from him, his eyes drifted first to her breasts, another button had been undone and he...could see the join in between the cups of her bra. His eyes then drifted to her tight trousers that hugged her legs all the way to her ass cheek. He then met her gaze. She looked at him with an eye brow raised. She looked very sexy.“Wanna drink?” He asked matter of factly. She nodded. “Vodka and Cranberry? He offered.“No,” she said, “Get me a. I wondered if I could make it to six.Her heels clacked. I could feel her eyes on me, drinking in my pain. I didn't look back at her.Tap tap tap. Swish CRACK!Right on the bottom crease of my buttocks. Hardest one yet. I felt slightly sick from the pain. I knelt up and my hands flew to my cheeks."FUCK!"I could hear the cane tapping her leather boot, not impatiently."Please don't stop now." She said.I turned. She had her hand on her clit and her face was flushed. She looked as if she was just. After my ex and I split up, I felt that I needed to continue suffering for my orgasms. I outfitted the Chamber for solo play and refrained from masturbation that was not tied to punishment. For visual stimulation, I secured a number of tease videos, ones where a model slowly and sensuously removes her clothing, and I devised a special method for viewing them. In the Chamber is a short stool with a 6" dildo protruding from its seat, a DVD player, a video monitor and the ErosTek-312. I typically. "So, you have questions, is that it?" Well, kind of, really more of, um, could he like see what a girl looks like? Like up inside and all?" Paul asked.Well, here it is. My brothers wanted to see me naked. I guess I'm not surprised knowing the way my body has changed in the last few years. I've got B-cups boobs now, really nice and hair under my arms and on my pussy though I shave that, of course. All the girls I know shave their pussies even though for many of us, no one else ever sees them.But.