Then she pushes me deep between her legs again. “Fuck me with your tongue baby bitch.” Her voice is thick with command and arousal. She is gettin... off on this as much as I am. I do as instructed, stiffening my tongue, making it hard to push deep into her cunt. She rides my face, grinding her hips, pushing her clit against my skin, as my tongue strokes her insides. She is not gentle, but harsh, pulling my hair hard, her hips jerking all the faster, as she takes her pleasure forcefully from me.. Her long thin ginger hair flowed freely and matched her eyebrows. Her green eyes set in a pale attractive face with a scattering of freckles suited her small facial features well and she looked pure and innocent.She froze on seeing me and I couldn’t believe my eyes and stood gaping at her. She was wearing a grey tee-shirt and lime green combat trousers. When I say wearing her trousers that wasn’t exactly true. They were down around her ankles. A quick scan around the small room told me she must. I also think she thought she had a choice to make about being your submissive and could refuse to accept your punishment. As you have pointed out this was a glaring misunderstanding of the true situation. As a result I think that deserves at least another ten spanks. This would make it thirty spanks in all and thus match the punishment handed out to me." I think that would be fair," Charlie said, "But mum is new to this scene and is not a natural submissive. She may find thirty spanks too much. From there we were placed into a cage house where Lady Brenda was curled up sleeping. The turncoat Gerald was in another corner holding his wrist where his hand had been burnt away during his attack on Lady Brenda.I had expected some depravation to have occurred but Brenda appeared to be in good spirits. She told me that the giantess that had captured us was actually a good soul that was just trying to help her grandfather, a giant that made his appearance a bit later."SO THERE ARE MORE OF YOU.