“Yes, Miss,” I replied and tentatively made a move to bend over her green-skirted lap.I was stopped by Wendy’s small right hand slapping me hard...across the back of my right thigh.“Slap!”“Aargh!” I yelled as the pain registered in my brain.Mrs. Taylor watched me move around in front of her and waited until I had calmed myself.“It’s Auntie Wendy from here on in, Peter. Are you going to be able to remember that or does Auntie have to give you another over-the-knee hand spanking to remind you?” She. I climbed up about 60 feet to the top of the wall, and saw the spectacular view of the whole of that side of the mountain and the expanse of the Glacier above.I descended another short ridge littered with large boulders, then after about an hour, I dropped down into a small valley which retreating ice had formed that merged with the foreshortened horizon. I stopped for a minute and let the view direct my gaze... that was when I spotted him.He was on the far side of the valley moving toward me. A pair of steel shackles on her wrists andankles?. It was going to be beautiful. Damn, it was alreadybeautiful. It was so hard not to slip out of his clothes and just ravish her.To tie her upright with her ankles spread far apart, wrists tied up to theceiling and take her crotch harness off. He could stand behind her, while shewore the hood and just do what he wanted. She wouldn?t mind and in fact would probably welcome itright now. The way she was moaning and perspiring, she?d be glad of any. Bob pulls back and looks at me with a warm smile."Well Dana, Why don't I sit right over here while you suck my dick?" Ooooo! Excellent!" I squealedBob pulls down his pants, takes a seat and waits expectantly. I kneelbetween his spread legs and can smell the familiar odor of sperm as Iget close. My mouth waters in anticipation. I grab his cock with onehand and begin licking his balls.He has a big set of golf ball size nuts in a low swinging sack. Imassage each with my tongue and begin to stroke.