Her tight little arse, was gripping a skimpy pink thong, giving me a full view of my target. Now when I struck her bum; I could feel the muscle compre...s beneath my palm, the smoothness of her skin and the heat radiating off her with each blow. I struck her bare cheeks 10 times. "You ok?" I asked, looking down at her bright red tushy. She nodded. "Yes sir. Over halfway." In that case I think we should up the ante" I said. And I went over to my desk drawer and pulled out a paddle. It was a good. These men were all conscripts, so they had no love for their masters. The men were controlled by threats to their families. Horse suggested that they help him get his load of copper ore and return with him to Wolfton. Horse would present their case to me and hope that I could come up with some useful ideas.Horse explained to me what had happened and why he had brought about 250 "visitors" with him to Wolfton. It turned out that this was a repeat of the attack on us, and we could expect to. Oliver is watching in the rearview mirror. Isabel looks up at him.“Let’s go to my place; it’s not far.” She gives him the directions, then returns to kissing Quinn. As Isabel kisses her, she slides her hand up Quinn's thigh, pressing on the inside of her legs, forcing them to part. She begins to rub Quinn's clit causing Quinn to moan. Then she slid a finger inside Quinn. Making her moan so loud that Oliver almost ran off the road, trying to see what was going on. Thankfully, they were not far. She then slides her fingers down the inside of her thigh as she opens her legs for access so she can slip her fingers to the edge of the leg hole of her shorts feeling the edge of her panties even with the edge of her shorts. A tingle begins an inch or so to the left of her finger tips as she thinks about how her tiny hot pants are barely big enough to cover her panties! Sliding her finger one inch to the left she presses slightly on the inseam of the shorts as it lays slightly depressed into.