Without me wanting it to, this had turned into a standoff between Helen and me. If I stopped without her apologizing, then I would lose all authority....On the other hand, I wasn't mad nor cruel enough to cause her serious pain, just to preserve my ego. I continued spanking her without much conviction.When Helen's cheeks turned crimson, I stopped. "Okay, you win," I panted, realizing that my arm hurt from the exertion.Helen raised herself off my knee and hugged me. "Thank you, Stan. That was. She seemed to enjoy the attention given to those lips.I was desperate for my own release, so started rubbing my finger up anddown her wet slit, swirling round her clit and down to her entrance. Itried to stick a finger into her."No, not yet, I'm not ready....when I say now, I want you to cross yourfingers, then twist them into me ... NOW!"She was shaking, her face and upper chest were very red, as I twisted mycrossed fingers in and out of her. She was racing to another screamingorgasm. Her. Crying and sobbing are permitted but no shrill screaming. He ran his hands over her butt cheeks, then down the crevice and into her genital area. He ran his fingers along her slit and up to her very sore clitoris. She stiffened when he touched it. He found her to be very wet and wondered if she was turned on by the spanking or the restraints or something else. Evenutally, he would figure out her psyche and what made her hot little body tick. He walked around to look at her face, pulling. "Hey Bill" Vicky bellowed. "How's it hangin?"God that woman can be annoying. Her voice reminded me of fingernails on a chalk board."It's hanging just fine Vicky, if it is any of your business. Kit wanted me to drop these off on the way to Tyler." I said as I handed her the package."Well you can't just hand them to me and drive off. Come on in for some coffee."Now I don't like being rude, even with someone as irritating as Vicky. Besides, I wouldn't get to see Pam if I just drove off. "I guess a.