I didn’t feel right, but I had to go to her anyway. I had no choice, but to obey. The balance of power towards ‘hanky panky’ had been tipped. I ...chemed to get a spanking administered by Lauren’s brother in a somewhat playful and erotic way.Brian couldn’t believe his luck. Becca’s ass turned a brighter and brighter shade of red with every hard spank that landed on her wiggling ass. All the time her shapely legs kicked and parted and waved showing her pretty brown haired vagina and tiny teen pink. The was sort of an underground club of girls called The Mascara Posse. She desperately wanted to join it so she could become popular. She walked into the bathroom where the 5 girls were having a meeting. They were smoking pot. ‘Can I have a hit?’ she asked. She had never smoked it before. A girl handed the joint to her, and she pretended to inhale. ‘Hey, can I join you girls?’ she asked. ‘Girls’ the leader Monique said. ‘We’re fuckin’ women.’ ‘Well okay, can I join you, uh, fucking women?’ They. Capital punishment in the old sensewas on it's way out anyway; many called it barbaric and it didn't bringback the victim, not like what they had now. For a long time there wasonly magic, high, low and dark.Low magic is the kind everyone learns at school; how to pilot a broomstickor a flying carpet; how to heal small wounds, lift heavy objects and thelike. It's fully accepted and legal unless used for evil. High magic isfor megaspells, hugely powerful spells that only governments know how. The door opened. I found nobody there as soon as I stepped in.Meena: Stay still, do not turn back.I: I stayed still with my heart beating fast.Meena: She blinded me with her hands.I: Hey, what are you doing? I caught her hands and brought her in front of me. I hugged her. She was trying to get away from me and I was trying to remove the scarf.Meena: Please do not remove. Just keep it for few seconds.She took me to her main drawing room. Then she removed my scarf. She asked me to open my eyes..