It was an hour and a half later that we came on their camp. I counted forty three men and no family or captives. The lack of family disturbed me thoug....I pulled back and gave the dozen men an accurate assessment of the camp. There were no signs of sentries but I was going to check first before we did anything.The thirteen of us split up into three man teams but I stayed by myself. There were many accesses to the camp and these would be where the sentries would patrol.It was almost an hour later. How Mark could ignore the evidence simply amazed Helen.Amazed and frustrated enough to even go along with the prank, Helen's assistant suggested and while it was an extreme it would most certainly make her point. Had it not been Mark's own words that doomed him she wouldn't have even considered it:"If you can get me to do something that I would never, or ever consider doing and prove that I've done it on my own, then I'll believe you." And Mark's days as a skeptic were almost at an end as. Good." Why?" Sophie stepped out of the same room, wrapped up in her robe again, giving a slightly shy smile to them both as she walked past."Why? Why not?" Fair enough." Gavin turned back to his reading, and Sophie headed off to the kitchen with Caerys in tow."You know what he'll think, now." Sophie stared across the counter as Caerys sat down."Maybe... depends on whether he sat there and listened all night." Sophie blushed, deeply, and stared back."I..." Sophie tried to say, but clammed up. My feeble resistance melts away in the face of your demonstrable power over me. “Oh you duplicitous creature, I can see that you need to be taught a lesson”. With that you bring a large, strong, manly, hand down firmly on my feminine, soft, round, upturned bottom. Again and again your hand falls, spanking me hard as I writhe in your lap and kick my legs in a useless show of defiance. “Such a naughty girl”, SLAP, “such a disobedient girl”, SLAP, “untrustworthy”, SLAP, “rebellious”, SLAP, “lying.