Starting tonight. I walk over to Mike and grab him by his tie and drag him to the chair facing the couch and I tell him to watch. I walk over to James...who has his pants back up but not yet buttoned. I kneel, rip his jeans back down to his ankles and take his cock back in my mouth. I need it hard again, and it doesnt take long to get there. I take my mouth off of his cock, stroke it lightly with my hand and look at mike. How does it feel, watching me stroke another mans cock? It is way bigger. But she had never expected to meet him personally. It was his email that had arrived a couple of days after that fateful visit that had brought her the most comfort. His praise of Tommy’s character, his bravery in the face of combat and his final thoughts of her had touched her aching and broken heart, brought tears to her eyes and given her courage to face the funeral that was just hours away. Her fingers shook as she fumbled with the door handle. She squared her shoulders and faced the man. Thomas struck Michaela with the paddle again. And again. And once more. Looking down at her bottom, he noticed it had started to turn a shade of crimson and purple. Thomas was very good at delivering just the right intensity for a spanking. It's why he was generally given the task of paddler on Spanking Days.While Michaela was managing her pain well enough, suddenly the realization of her exposed nakedness to the entire town proved to be more humiliating than she could bear, and she began. We were againvery desirable women so at the end of a month we stood naked in front of thewoman as she examined and felt us all over before telling us we would beprepared and shown to the audience that very night. In the early evening shetold us to undress then put rings through our pierced nipples and labia. She attached little bells to thesesaying how the audience would be fascinated with the sound as we walked around.We were given French knickers with wide legs, and then dressed in low.