I made a right turn at the next intersection and after a mile turned right again into my old neighborhood. It was populated by small one story ranch l...ke houses. A few scattered houses had fallen into a bit of disrepair as people followed the trail to better housing currently extending the outskirts of our city, but the neighborhood was still fairly well kept, and safe. I pulled into the drive which was on the side of the house, as my home was on the corner. As I put the car into park I. "And you're no good girl."I didn't hit her hard, just enough to warm and blush the skin; it is never fair to hit the young ladies in my courtroom exceedingly hard: that's up to their husbands or partners in the bedroom. In all my years as Judge, only three women had ever received the whip that hung on the wall, guaranteed to strike fear in even the most uncontrollable of women.She barely made a whimper: she knew that the twenty spanks of the hand would be easy for her to take. I struck her. I looked around the table expectantly before realizing it was my turn to deal. Embarrassed again and unable to concentrate, I didn't even shuffle before handing out cards. Steve won for a change, but when he collected the pot, he set the pile aside saying, "Well ladies, what should I ante now?"I pointed to the pile of clothes beside him. Everyone ignored me."I think the winner of the next hand gets a sexual favor from one of the losers," Kirstie suggested. It was probably her plan all. I take over my over-shirt, leaving me in a black tank top and a pair of loose grey long shorts. Another battle- it's heated, but I win somehow. He whines jokingly, but locks the door and drops his jeans. I see the boxers that had teased me earlier, peeking from his jeans. I try not to stare, knowing his dick is mere millimeters from my touch.Now I can really feel his cock against my back, and it's not helping my game. I lose, and I ditch my bra, trying to stay clothed as long as possible thanks.