“Daughter, I’m fed up with your behavior. Tonight was just a small introduction to the pain I can inflict. If we have a repeat of your antics we...won’t go to my den. This is where we’ll deal with it. If that becomes necessary we won’t film it. If we end up here a second time I will film and make you an internet porn star; at least you would have a career. Now before we go I want you to slip out of your robe and bend over my whipping horse; you can keep your nightie on. I’m going to give you. It stopped; she cried out in frustration; eyes searching his face. But no! He was not disgusted- his expression held respect, admiration, and pleasure in equal measure- but that was all. ?I think your front has had enough.? She looked down at herself for the first time- and her eyes widened. She was a bright pink from her lower calves to her armpits, with an overlaying tracery of heavier red lines, and a few darkening bruises already forming on her breasts- yet it did not hurt; it was a. There was a narrow strip of trees on both sides and the track went through several cuttings. This was a regular route for me to take for either a short bike ride or to walk the dogs. I found the wooded strips ideal to walk in naked and I liked to climb the side of the cuttings and masturbate in the bushes hidden from any by passers-by below. I was out early one morning exercising the dogs. I was horny and looking to have a nice wank. I crossed the fields, got onto the old track, and walked. Cole’s wife and daughters went to a bridal shower at a spa and would return the next day. Cole said his son, Clay, has a meet coming up and was training at a camp. Cole was very proud of his son. An accomplished student and was on the varsity football, swim and track teams. He winked as he whispered that he thinks his son had inherited Cole’s love of showing off and speedos.He gave me a tour of the house which included a carriage house with a guest room, full steam shower and home gym and.