“Th-thank you…sir… … please… may I have another?” I managed to get out in a rush, finally. And so he continued, five more strokes to each...buttock. He landed each exactly on my sit spot, leaving me purple at the bottom curve of each check, a nice contrast to the glowing red that he had already achieved with the earlier spankings. It would be a long time before I even thought about sitting down. “Twelve, thank you sir” I sobbed with relief as he delivered the last stroke. “Congratulations” he. He will receive regular punishment, in front of you all, indeed you can choose and even administer it, if you wish. Has any of you ever spanked or caned a man old enough to be your father?"None had, although several of them relished the idea, usually triggered by memories of their own fathers."How many of you have been able to hold, and explore, a nice firm cock without its owner trying to tell you what to do with it?"None admitted to that experience. By now most of the girls had taken cocks in. She was certain she even had repeat gropers because she generally rode the same transit at the same times. She really liked it when the stranger made her feel extremely dirty with the treatment of her hidden holes. A hard rough entry into her dirt-hole tended to make her squirt her female juices right down onto the filthy floor of the train. At all times, Debbie contrived to keep her face blank from any expression no matter how depraved the groper treated her private parts. Sometimes she would. I want you to strip down to your underwear and slowly and seductively play with yourself on the bed.” “I want you to think of my sexy hot body as you do this. I want you to picture my huge tits as I soap them down. I want you to picture myself gently cleaning my pussy for our sexual escapades.”“A couple of rules – First no peeking. You need to stay on the bed. Next. You can only touch your cock through your underwear. You cannot release your cock from its confines just yet. I want you to be.