I whisper in her ear: So soon I will make mine, dear doddie precious pretty Princess.I open up Jenny even more for me. I tie her ankles to her wrists....All of her available.I enjoy the sight. She is so sexy, so eager to be mine at last. Jenny wants me badly.I see how wet, warm and wanton her sexy slit is now for finally my first penetration.I know how much she longs to be mine. Only mine. She the only for me, now and forever.I look into her eyes as I slowly enter my beautiful brunette baby for. Certainly the only one that I had found.What set it apart was the severity of the corporal punishment. Not the patty cake playful of the loving wife who was loathe to ‘hurt’ her beloved by ‘spanking too hard’. Such squeamishness wasn’t in evidence at the disciplinary wives site.The punishments that were described often as not brought the husband to very real tears. Spankings - and canings - left husbands and boyfriends in fear of their wife or girlfriend. Welts endured for days and, with a. She saw lips brush each other countless times. The evening wore on and the effects of the pill became stronger. The music changed, a strong almost hypnotic drum beat started, couples and groups began to disappear down the hallway only to reappear a while later, some of them without their togas. Tani twirled and as she spun a hand reached out and removed her broach. The toga unraveled to hang over her shoulders exposing her naked body to all. She tossed the toga to the side she saw that many. ”“Fine, yes my name is Jamie.”“Come here.” I tried to move but my legs weren’t collaborating. “Come here Jamie, I won’t ask again and I won’t give you your note book.”I pushed myself forward walking towards him hoping not to trip over my feet. I stopped just arm’s length from him and held out my hand for my notebook.“That’s not here Jamie.” He turned and started for the door marked exit.“Wait, my book I need it.” I called after him but was ignored as he pushed through the door and exited the.