Before she would call 911 she decided to quickly check the house. It seemed a little chilly when she went into the bedroom but she chalked it up as be...ng a combination of the sudden interruption and the sheer gown she was wearing. Nevertheless she checked the sliding glass door, looked out at the moon before shutting the curtains tight. Before she could turn around a rough wool cap was yanked over her head and two large, strong hands quickly pinned her arms. She screamed out but a low menacing. When Bob asked Art which of us would be first, my husband pointed at me. We had agreed to this previously, as it was me who would be over a knee. If I couldn’t or wouldn’t take it, there was no sense in continuing. Bob looked at me and I nodded my consent. Every spanking had to be openly consented to unless it was a spousal one. It was assumed spousal spankings had consent before joining the club.Bob pointed at me and then to a spot on the floor. “Get your butt over here, Gwyn! I understand. Susan Botany, the head of the plant-life division of the US's Wildlife and Parks Service. She was the one with the authority to grant our request for the privilege to live on federal parkland, with the protections of an endangered species."No way. Get off your rocker!" was her initial response."Then you leave me no choice," I replied.I tore her clothes off. Though she threatened to call the National Guard on me, I kept my calm. I got my crotch flower to blossom, and then inserted my filament. “Hey girls, daddy wants to take a walk. You get finished up in here and we’ll be right back. Remember, tomorrow is a school day.”Wow, that was close. I’ll have to talk with her about making me do things at home. If mom had caught me showing my pussy and ass, I would have been grounded and they would never leave us alone again.Once we heard them leave, Mandy looked at me and said, “Whore, I know you hate doing the things I want, but you will do them. I said before I don’t care who sees you and I.