They were also quite comfortable and Ihonestly didn't give it a second thought that Mother would have a fashioncrisis over my undies not coordinating....Get to your room, now!" she demanded. I walked a few feet in front ofMother as she followed me into my bedroom. "Dump all your panties on thebed," she directed, pointing me toward my dresser. I opened the topdrawer and pulled out a large handful of my panties and placed them onthe bed. She demanded I remove the panties I was currently wearing and. ----------Later Sunday AfternoonIt was getting late and Marcus, Grace, and Abby all had to leave but we were able to mess with each other one last time. They wer packing up their stuff naked before they noticed that I was super hard. Abby was the first that darted over to me and got onto her knees and began to stroke me off with the help of her sister. Marcus got down on his knees and began to finger both of their pussys. Both of their moans vibrated through my dick. Grace was the first to get. Here, let’s hide him”, she whispered as she gently moved my swollen dick so that it was vertical, the head held behind my waistband, and no longer as noticeable.“There we go”, she said with a smile. “Now shall we?”We entered the room. I walked awkwardly, not wanting my penis to pop out of its restrained position, although, considering how focused Eric was on his computer screen, I probably could of stripped down and done a river dance, my hard dick bouncing. He laid the cane against my cheeks. Without preamble or lecture, he sung the cane and it landed with a muted snap on my panties. The glow was delayed and softened by the panties, but I didn’t have time to react before the next blow came. This one stung worse as the stripe hit in the same spot. The blows came slow and forceful. I began to moan, but I knew better than to protest. “How could I have forgotten?” I regretfully asked myself as he caned his slut’s ass. He tugged down my panties to my.