From her side of the table, the evening's meal long since abandoned, CeeCee stared in horror as she struggled to process what was happening right in f...ont of her. To her mind, this was something that they didn’t teach in modelling school - although to be fair, was there actualy a right way to deal with situations like these? And in any case the more pressing question seemed to be, is he really doing this? The answer was an emphatic yes – yes, this strange little man was publically stimulating. Mind if I get dressed first, though?" No, not at all," Bea said, though she remained seated on the bed.Jake started rummaging through his bags, lloking for something to wear. After he found something, he stood back up and turned to face Bea. She still wasn't making any attempt to get up and leave, and now there was a tear rolling down her cheek, ever so slowly. Jake immediately felt a pang of hurt, seeing somebody who had been so close to him once, crying."Okay, what's going on. What's wrong?". She loved the way she grunted at each of the first two strokes and cried out loudly at each of the next six strokes. Then came the four strokes that were given in rapid succession. The woman continuously shrieked as there four strokes were given.‘I wish that was me,’ Liz thought to herself.In the second batch of four women, Liz once again selected a particular woman to watch being caned. This woman was about the same age as Liz and had a similar figure.‘She looks just like me and her dark pubic. She is 17 now, and growing tired of all the boys she has dated. You have grown tired of my insolence, and decided to have her, and punish me at the same time. You arrive at my house right before school lets out. You strip me naked, bring me to the brink of orgasm, then tie me to a chair, and hide me in my closet, firmly gagged, but not blindfolded. Barb arrives moments later, and you introduce yourself as a friend of mine, assuring her cooperation. You make her a strong drink, and then.