Her father was the only man to view and use her posterior in such a manner except for Professor Longfellow at the university. The professor was much t...ken with her ability to take a proper caning far better than some of his less brave male students. She prided her firmness of character that led her to assume the proper position, count each stoke correctly and thank the kindly old pervert for each swish of the stinging cane on her tender bottom. They had graduated to her taking it "on the bare". It cleaned up real nice, and it turned out it wasn't that big a deal to take care of. OK, so I'd proved it worked, so now we can sell it.The patio the tub sits on isn't completely private. The next door neighbour has a clear view, although since their house sits quite a bit higher than ours, they'd have to deliberately look. At night, if everyone's lights are out, fine, you've got privacy, but if they have lots of lights on, it lights up our yard pretty good.One of my longstanding fantasies has. . doesn’t that mean you could ... um ... do the same to me?” The last two words went up in her vocal register and she suddenly felt as young as those two words had sounded. She almost stamped her foot in frustration.Her eyes were accustomed to the level of light such that she could actually see the whites of his eyes appear as his eyes widened.“Wow,” he whispered.“Right?” she asked. She held her breath. If he refused, she’d be so embarrassed she’d just die. Her whole body was tense.“You’d let. This pleased my brother and he secretly begged my parents to let me leave. I had overheard this, and decided that I would feed from him every night until I left. And so I did. I may have been new at this, but I had a talent. I would enter his room late at night when he was asleep. Closing the door, I would look at him and focus my will upon him, forcing him deeply into sleep. I would creep into his bed and lie beside him. If our parents walked in, I would simply say I got scared and felt safer.