Legs spread and apparently bound to a wooden plank to each. Although he couldn’t see them, he could feel the same bindings around his wrists. He tri...d to work against them, but to no success. At the very most he could only deduce that they were metal. He started to feel a sense of dread as he began to wonder if he was naked, was his mask also gone, and being in a situation he is not familiar with, it may mean he had been captured and revealed. To some relief he could still feel the fabric on. I did what you said!”“You know we lie all the time, Peggy,” Robert giggled, swinging the slender switch. “But you have to be spanked, you know. We can’t have you going around pissing in your panties. What would people say?”“Yeah,” Tommy said. “A nice cunt like you, so pretty and all, pissing in your panties. You really ought to be ashamed of yourself, cunt.”“I am!” she almost yelled.“Tell us, cunt!” Robert swung the limber switch. It cut across Peggy’s thighs, very near her ass. The stinging. He was awake when I left the room; I hoped he’d go with me. It was better talking to someone when running.When he didn’t show by the time my stretching was done so I started my run. I wasn’t his babysitter. A casual pace for 5 miles was good for the morning. It was about 10 laps around the neighborhood, then walking a lap around the neighborhood to cool down.As I came to the driveway, the girl from across the street came bounding out towards me. Her name was Jackie Baird.In the seven years. Mom stood with her back to me, her ass cheeks partly showing in her 'hot pants', and started cutting up some lettuce and tomatoes.As she did so, she said, "Tell me Jacob, I know you like my bottom, but I'd like to know just what you like about it." Mom spoke almost like she was teasing me and I blushed."Well... err..." I started."Tell me honestly," she said. "Don't be shy." Well... err... I like the... um... fullness and roundness of it mom," I said, a bit timidly."Go on," she said.Felling.