This could be useful if she could actually do more. A small smile came to her lips as she concentrated, then reached out to Flugret. To her and the ot...er masters there, surprise came to their faces when her hand actually appeared. Wren smiled more as she removed whatever it was that Flugret was holding.With a turn, Flugret asked the first Master, “how is this possible? Physical manifestation has always been impossible.”The first Master was deep in thought, then reached his hands toward Wren’s. Of course I was settled in before the end of that sentence! And then- WHACK! "OH!" SMACK "OWW!" Being the entertainment of the day actually made it hurt MORE. I was kicking my legs which always gets me a warning until I realized how my butt was twitching, squirming, and what a show it was-which really reminded me there was a roomful of people all focused on ME being spanked like a bratty little girl who deserved every whack.I buried my face in a throw pillow feeling sorry for myself. Crying. " She pressed in more."Ouch!" she said. "Something tore!" Oh, dear!" It stings."I put my arm around her shoulder and patted. "There, there..."She sighed.I said tentatively, "Well, you know, when you were a little girl and got a boo-boo somewhere, I know your mommy, um, kissed it and made it better."She turned and looked at me, startled. "Ewwww!" she said, though was that a little twinkle in her eye?"It feels a little better now," she said, and resumed her exploration. She got her middle finger. I wonder how she tastes, how she feels. Before I know it…the discovery of Biscuit has me sneaking into an empty stall…I lie back on the hay, confident that I won’t be discovered this early in the morning.My eyes flutter closed as I lean back and open my jeans, pushing them down my thighs just a bit. God, I am already wet as my fingers slip over my wet slit. In my imagination, I see Ella discovering me down at the lake. She smiles and is so sweet, she asks to join me, letting her horse graze.