I was lookingforward to the spanking but dreading it. “Mama is soangry with YOU, little Missy!” Then she took off 2 lavender silk scarves ...nd tied mywrists and ankles. She swatted my bottom with a rulertill the stinging began stimulating me and I wasbeginning to lubricate. I wiggled around to escape thepain. She told me to be still or I would be a “VERY SORRYLITTLE GIRL!” and switched to spanking me with her openhand, diamond rings glistening.I asked her to stop but its. I didn't know whether to feel excitedor relieved, but I decided it would be less embarrassing to maintainthe charade. I decided to watch them carefully and try to act just likethem, so they wouldn't notice any difference."Our Mum never lets us wear make-up," the oldest girl added. "Did yourmum do your face for you?" My Mum never lets me wear make-up either," I told them. Well, it wastrue - and I was trying to bond with these little girls. "My Aunty Junedid it for me." My response seemed to. Her ass getting more and more sore from each spank silent tears were running down her cheeks hidden by the hood, she knew she deserved it and wanted it, she wanted to please her master.Her cheeks were stinging and felt hot from the spanking, before she could breathe and get over the spanking he pushed his cock into her, thrusting hard against her pushing against her already sore ass, again and again until he was almost ready to cum, but he pulled out before he did cum as he had other plans for. After she lowered herself she raised up her shoulders to arrange her breasts and they ended up mostly on the lounger on each side of her chest in the scant space left after her body covered most of it. I was just getting ready to swing my leg across her to sit on her thighs when she said "C'mon boy, and I want to feel this massage of yours".I sat down on the top of her thighs, reached out with the oil, and drizzled a fairly substantial amount up between her shoulder blades. As I leaned forward.