Any man would pay a million to spend a night with you like this. I’d fuck you right now if given a chance. But today is the day to fulfill your fant...sy. Imran must be here at any moment. Don’t hesitate to fulfill all your desires today without any guilt. I love you always, and I love your fantasies too.”Again thinking about the future actions, I was excited and apprehensive. Soon the doorbell rang. I was told to go to the bedroom. My husband was speaking to him about me. Probably he was saying. We used the trailer of the jeep from team 2 as a table because it had a plywood top. This was going to be the most complicated mission we had done yet. There were five nets to be targeted to one extent or another, and we would be using two teams active, and one in motion. I was going to start with team 1 and two active. Team one would drop after about five minutes and team three would start up. Team one would move and as soon as they came back up, team two would drop and move. We would continue. She finished her toast and told me not to worry and went to her room. That evening about 10ish we were watching TV when she decided to go to bed, which is strange as she normally outlasts me. About half an hour later I went to the loo and as I walked past her door I heard a whimpering sound coming from her room her room wasn’t closed properly so I slowly pushed it open to see he most glorious sight of my sister with her eyes shut and her head thrown back into the pillow with one hand between. Then she started the spanking. The first stroke was a very loud, crisp, “Smack!” Slave wanda just grunted. The Mistress was very methodical and paced. There was a very regular pattern of “Smack!”, grunt, “Smack!”, grunt, “Smack!”, grunt, “Smack!”, grunt, “Smack!”, grunt, “Smack!”, grunt, “Smack!”, grunt.That continued for perhaps fifteen or sixteen strokes when slave wanda began groaning softly with each stroke. After a few more strokes, her groans were yelps. A few more strokes and the yelps.