” She smiled before continuing.“Now you are being punished for lying to me.”The eighteen-year-old girl nodded.“I think I will take you into my...bedroom and we will finish your punishment there. I think six strokes with my strap and then six strokes with my cane will be sufficient. What do you think, dear?” Pauline gently stroked the girl’s back with her right hand.“Yes, Miss. I’m sorry, Miss.” Zofeya really had not expected such a severe and prolonged spanking.Pauline Manson deliberately ran her. Then he sent me off with two bath girls who bathed me, shaved me, gave me an enema, oiled my vagina and rectum, and warned me how to behave in his bedroom." And how did they say you were to behave, my little slut of a wife?" They said I was to go into the room and kneel at the foot of the bed with my forehead on the floor until the Emir called me into bed, then kiss her way along his legs and take his ... thing in my mouth, Master," she replied."Did you follow those instructions?" Er ... not. He was big and loud and foreign, but he told us storiesof the area and of himself, and we were enthralled byour new friend. He lived several miles further up theroad, in one of the big houses that were up there.The snow kept piling up, and it was too dangerous totake him home in our old car. He would have to spendthe night.So we all crawled into the little bed, sharing whatquilts we had.I was against the wall at first, but after I had gottenup once, I ended up in between the men.I was shocked. I was really enjoying it. She moved her hand lower and started lathering my butt. I was in heaven and couldn't wait for the sponge to find its way between my cheeks. I leaned against the wall and folded my knees bending much further down than usual, pushing my ass towards her. My puckered asshole was totally exposed to my mom's gaze and knowing this made me even hornier. She took her time, lathering my crack and squeezing the sponge. She moved it up and down several times, each time stopping.