I met her half way back in the middle of the first row. I grabbed her and gently shook her shoulders and with a voice that could be heard in the fi...st three rows said “ I told you not to come here alone. You have to be punished.” Z said, “I know.” She opened her medium size purse and handed me the black paddle that we had bought at the last trip and said “when and where?” I put the paddle in my coat pocket because she was definitely in for a spanking tonight! . I had to get away, think things through." What things. I thought we were happy together." We were. There were other considerations." What considerations?" asked Linda as they entered the front room and sat down. She poured them each a drink."I... I can't tell you. I'm sworn to secrecy." And this secrecy is more important than our relationship?" No... but it is necessary." Well, if I can't be trusted..." said Linda, the hurt evident in her voice."It's not that. It's just that in the last few. His words sent tingles directly to my pussy. I lay down on my bed then and sent him a saucy photo of me squeezing my nipple, stretching it away from my body. I felt so dirty sending these, knowing they were just for his personal viewing. I pictured Mr. Davis in his dark apartment, slowly stroking his cock in privacy.J: How about now, Daddy? Can I see? Please?D: You sure know how to make Daddy horny.He sent back a photo of his hand on his cock. I remembered that cock pounding into my pussy as he. Chantel assisted her each day with her showers, followed bylong bathes, making sure that depilatories were applied andreapplied, until once again, henrietta was as hairless as a cueball, and this embarrassed her, for she felt very ugly and weak.But Ms. Chantel continued to be kind.And each morning and evening, she was allowed to show herappreciation by licking Ms. Chantel's lavender smelling pussy.These memories were vivid to her, crouched between Ms. Chantel'slegs, and giving and receiving Her.