She looked up and smiled. I put my fingers back in her mouth and as she was sucking them she stared at my waist. “Eyes front Heather”. She diligen...ly looked forward and I walked around behind her, turning my hand upside down so she could keep sucking my fingers. I quietly unzipped my fly and got my penis out. “Close your eyes Heather”. She did and as she was told. I walked around I used my fingers to tilt her head up. Her eyes flinched. “Keep your eyes closed”. “Hmmm-hmmm”. I opened her mouth a. The blonde's sentence was read aloud: she would be caned - we all would. Twenty strokes against her bare bottom and thighs before being displayed for a full two hours in the square bound in a pillory. Birches soaked in brine stood beside each pillory for any who chose to administer additional punishment. She would endure this at each of the ten major cities over the next two months for a total of two-hundred cane strokes plus whatever the crowd chose to administer after her official. She was talking to Amanda. She was inviting her in for a cup of tea and some cookies. Amanda accepted her offer and followed her into the house. She traipsed her right into the living room and told her to have a seat while she fixed the tea. Amanda sat down where my wife had pointed. It was directly across from me. My chair is pretty low and when she sat down on the couch I could see her bright green panties. She seemed to try to keep her knees together but every now and then they seemed to. Aaaahhhaaa Raju Raju ohhh semiti semiti kahiki bou bia ku mo munhare bhidi dela aau mu bou bia ku chusi chusi khaili. Jibha re chati chati bou bia phala aau senti ku chusi chsi khaili aau bou bia bila bhitare bi jibha marili. Bou bia pura meleijaiki nalua heijaithila aau mo banda genhiba genhiba boli heuthila. Bou jani pari godo ku mela kari soila je antheiki bou bia bhitare banda ku pureili. Banda ta ete hard heithila je nalua pola bou bia bhitare bhus kina pasigala. Aaahhhaaa bou santi. Santi.