"Fun to tell you now, maybe," she went on. "But right there I thought I'd die. The dirty shoppers formed a half-circle and they started commenting as ...oon as they lost their embarrassment, even cheering me on when I put up one leg to insert the plastic monster. 'Need help?' they yelled. 'Wanna feel the real thing?' You know the stuff men come up with when they have to prove they're not nervous. One or two were stroking their cocks through their pants' pockets." Did they scare you, Anna?" She. She shook her head vigorously up and down and felt suitably contrite at her error.Mrs. Finch nodded and hit the desk with her riding crop."Hop to it, #6! What are you waiting for? Get those riding pants down and bend over my desk immediately!"This time the tears did fall from the corners of Winona's beautiful blue eyes. She was so humiliated at having to lower her pants for the correction but realized that any protest would likely result in further punishment. She decided that the spanking. I had no idea why. I was a knight, the daughter of a minor baron and his second wife. I was no one important.A barguest slammed into my shield. The force of his body pushed me back, my bare feet sliding across the rough, wooden floorboards. I ignored the pain of a splinter shoved into the sole of my foot. I threw my shield to the side, my naked breasts heaving, and swung my sword, cutting through the barguest neck and slamming the dying beast to the ground.Beside me, Thrak fought without. The jarring force of the front wheel hitting the rough edges of the pavement jammed the seat of the bike up into her crotch. It hit her with enough applied force on the implanted vaginal and anal devices to release some of the sexual enhancer into her system. Sally and I found ourselves in the helpless situation where a girl in the throes of a totally unexpected orgasm was suddenly steering us along a winding pathway, or attempting to, anyway. Janey had no hope of maintaining headway or her.