I could see Mistress choose a cane as i nervously started reading. "Louder" , she called , as the first stroke landed. A swish followed by a thud and ...ntense pain took my breath away. I upped my volume, but the strokes kept coming. I tried to thank Mistress for my punishment , but that just interrupted the story and led to even more cane strokes. My body was shaking and i was really struggling to hold the position. My bottom was now on fire from the punishment , but i continued to read from the. When she told me what was happening it turned me on no end and she was well aware of it. The next stage was for her to complain that her "friend" was miffed that she' called her bluff and had made a dare that she knew she wouldn't be able to do through no fault of her own . To go on a naturist beach and be photographed to prove it. She complained to Ralph that her mate knew damn well that her husband would never in a million years go with her to a nudist beach, and would go mad if she went on. She put down her book to await my arrival through the front door, but I never walked in. Curious, she went over and looked out the window, it took her several seconds to process what she was seeing… me sitting in the passenger seat with my eyes closed, seemingly alone in the car. Until she noticed the movement in my lap, the back of a head moving up and down, disappearing from sight behind the dashboard and reappearing slightly. ‘So this was it?!’ she thought angrily to herself, ‘this is why he. “Come in, Jimmy…you can set up next to the bed.” Only a second later, you saw the friendly, good-looking, young floor boy you’d met after we’d checked in earlier, he was pushing a room service cart before him. In the few seconds it took before he looked over in your direction, I saw your face change expression several times…first surprise and then a lustful grin and then a few others until you settled on ‘rich, spoiled, slutty daddy’s girl’ with absolutely the hottest, sexiest, little pouting.