I was prepared. I grabbed her around the waist and pulled her back onto the bed. I pushed her arms down by her side and held them there while she kick...d her feet and rocked wildly from side to side, desperate for escape. What do we have here? I murmured to her as she fell limp to the bed with hopelessness and tears streamed down her face. No need to cry, I whispered as I kissed the salt from her cheeks. She growled and thrashed, her effort renewed. Do I make you angry babe? I asked, my body. She still couldn’t quite believe the situation she found herself in – agreeing to a ‘preparation’ spanking from each of the women present at this special “family only” hen’s night, before her wedding to Gabriella’s youngest son, Anthony, was allowed to proceed. She would certainly learn the true meaning of a ‘vow of obedience’ by the end of tonight, she thought ruefully. “That’s enough rubbing,” said Stella, the wife of Anthony’s oldest brother. “Don’t waste it all on what was, after all, just. ” We checked and we each had on five items of clothing. Jenny found a small garden cane for the spanking and a note pad and pen to ‘score’ our mistakes. We agreed to ask five questions each then swap over. My extra time revising seemed to be paying off. Fifteen minutes in, I had made just four mistakes whereas Jenny had already lost her tights and blouse. The trouble was the more Jenny lost the harder it was to concentrate and a couple of questions later I lost my shoes. Jenny said she had. After licking I inserted my one finger inside her and started moving in out she was making awesome sounds and sometimes she just used to crave in pain like iiiiiiisssssssssss, oooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh, aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh, uuuuuiiiiiieeeee.With my one hand I was rubbing her boobs and fingering her…. Now it was her turn to play with me, she kissed my nipples and also sometimes she use to bite it, her bite was painful but kind of giving me pleasure she was licking my fingers and biting it too. Then she.