At first Skeeter had raged, being defiant and threatening in turns. They were in an area of the Forbidden Forest not frequented by students, and with ...o real chance that Skeeter would be heard, Hermione had been content to let the writer rant on and on.Eventually Skeeter's voice had grown hoarse, and becoming calmer, she looked at Hermione with more objectivity. Skeeter's captor had a hint of a smile on her face, and was clearly enjoying her victim's histrionics. The threats meant nothing to. Jonathan thought, that would have been a real shame, but said. "I'm sorry, honey, but your mother wanted me to have a talk with you."His daughter rolled her eyes and stepped to her dresser and bent to open a drawer. Jonathan's fading hard one re-awoke when the towel rode up and he could see her shaved pussy peeking out between her tanned ass cheeks.She picked out a pink thong and stepped into it and pulled it up under the towel exposing most of her ass. His imagination let him see his wife. But then he himself had remembered that he has to run an errand for one of his female relatives, & from there we are headed over that way, & we are making with that being of the small chit-chat while he himself is driving us out that way whereas before then he himself had asked me did I want to go along, & assist him to help her out whereas I myself replied by just simply saying sure, & this is like say, or how you say like regardless of whether, or not he himself could possibly throw my way a. "Now dear, we shall discipline you." and a whip came down across my tits leaving red marks."Oh, damn, that hurt" I yelled."Gag the slave Michael." He did and tied it good so I could not really yell. Then the whip came down again and hit my nipples drawing blood this time. She moved around my body even aiming between my legs while one of her sons held my pussy lips apart and hit the clit several times making me jump and at the same time arousing me again. She stopped and said, "Okay, now fuck.