Oh god, I wanted his cock inside my needy pussy.“Mmmm Caroline...Love when your feet curl up like that! Ohh yess, bitch!” He hit them again and ag...in.“ARGH...!! Fuck...! AHH...! Mmm!”He threw the whip away and handed me the champagne. I quickly drank from the bottle. I was still so drunk, and I think Luis was too. He laid himself under my spanked and sore pantyhose feet.“Pour champagne over your pretty feet, Caroline!”He opened his mouth widely and I started pouring the lovely champagne slowly. I stepped in between the two and told them that this had gone on long enough and it was going to be settled once and for all. I made arrangements for the two to fight it out in the ring and set up a date for this to happen. Dress would be bra and panties and protective hand gloves only and anything would go. The day of the fight arrived and as I sat off to one side, I watched as Carmen came into the room and got into the ring. Lisa was right behind her and just as soon as she entered the ring. It was only when I started to get... curious about awkward matters that you started to keep me at arm's length. You still looked out for me, keeping me out of trouble, and you thought my curiosity was just a childish phase...But I knew that it wasn't. At school when we learned about marriage and babies, about relationships and so on - I learned two things. One, I learned that brothers and sisters can't marry, and shouldn't have babies together. And two, I learned, for sure, that I wanted to.. .- No bra?- Oh yes, also a bra...- You see, at your age you are already using a bra, you should be proud. You would make me very happy if you would take your sweater off...I felt very ashamed of my breast, I had very big breast for my age, and later in my life I underwent surgery to reduce my breast size because of my neck and upper back pain, and the weight was leading to kyphosis. Also a lot of bullying from the boys at school started always because of my breast, so normally I wore clothes.