Trudy began teasing me that I may not get to find out if she was a true blonde or not. She dealt the next hand and lost, so off came her shoes. We alt...rnated dealing and eventually I was down to my undershorts and Trudy was in her bra and panties. It was my turn to deal and I was praying she would lose and sure enough, she did. Trudy took off her bra and her breasts were amazing. They weren’t big, but they did have a noticeable puffiness to the aureole. The several minutes was filled with. He hung a large bulletin board in the kitchen and at the top was a banner saying “Jennifer's Punishment List” and below was incidents that she would be spanked for. Peter showed Jennifer the list and next to each item was a number that would represent the number of strokes she would get for each infraction, then check marks for the number of times in a week that she broke the rules. Peter set the bar too high to begin with because some of the rules were things that he realized after a few days. I was half carried, half dragged over to the big metal bed mum and dad slept in, when I saw what was there I struggled even harder. It did me no good at all, between them they lifted me onto the bed and while four of them held my limbs the fifth one tied me up with the ropes fixed to each corner of the bedstead, by the time they were finished I was spread-eagled and helpless.Struggling against the ropes I tried to reason with my brothers, but when that did no good I pleaded with them, my pleas. Remembering what Millie had said about her guy John, I agreed it would be dangerous to leave him there and offered to help.Between the other man - who I never did get a good look at in the dark - and myself we hoisted the drunk up and carried him back to his boat, the wife or MILF guiding us by torchlight. Getting the drunk onto the boat was no mean feat, but we eventually achieved it. Getting him down the stairs into the master cabin, I thought was going to be impossible. In the end, the.