Then, she's pulling your panties off your hips, down yourspread legs, and over your toes. Next, with a quick snip of the scissors,your bra is gone,...freeing your large, meaty tits. She licks her lipsas they spill from the black lace, flattening only slightly, proud andfirm with angry red nipples. You watch, trembling, as she lowers her face between yourlegs, then moan with relief when her tongue dips into your cunt. Buther eyes are on you again. She stops. Your eyes meet hers, pleading. For at least the next few weeks this will be closely monitored." David re-iterated the three points again and asked Paul if he understood. They removed his gag but he only nodded and didn't look pleased.The punishment was carried out in same way as mine except June didn't take part. David laid the strap and cane on really hard and the welts were deep and raw. Paul yelled long and loud and swore obscenities at me for causing his suffering. I couldn't help sobbing when I saw his suffering and. I really wanted to feel my cock inside her, so I lifted her up on the kitchen table, lay ed her on her back and peeled her jeans and panties off. I slid her but toward me, I could not contain myself as I plunged my cock inside her.... Bobbi let out a low squeal as in approval. We drove our hips together as I pushed my cock in as far as it could go, Bobbi was driving her hips up and down in a violent manner just working my cock around inside her, I reached down and placed my thumb against her. Every now andthen Bev would ask how I was doing wearing her underwear and I respondedhonestly. Initially I was convinced that everyone would know, that thepanty line would show through my trousers, that the waistbands wouldpeek above the waistband of my jeans. But days, and then weeks, passedand no one said anything and I realized that a lot of my fears were justme being paranoid.And as the weeks passed wearing knickers became no big deal for me.Also, as the weeks went past, the relationship.