“OK I am going to give you 25 each cheek and then you are done. Do you understand?”“Yes ma’am.” “They will be hard clean blows and you wil... count. Do not lose count or try and stop the next blow or I add more. Understood?”“Understood.” Can I really make it though I thought?SMACK!That hurt so much! “One!” I said.SMACK! Not the same cheek! “Two! I breathed.SMACK ….. SMACK “Twenty-four,” I whispered though my teeth.SMACK “Twenty-five,” I said with as much defiance as I could knowing the other. Inwardly she was proud that she had a glamorous daughterOne, who was nearby said, "Yes, you can swim if you want to. The swim suits are in the dressing room."Mr. Goodfuk asked, "Shall we swim then?" His question was directed to Mike, Liz and Shirley. He too was stealing glances at the women's chest. Liz didn't want to get agree because she thought she understood him.Mike replied, "Mr. Goodfuk, how can you think of swimming now? We have been held against our wishes here. We need to worry about. Just saying it felt amazing, like someone was pressing a hand to the crotch of her slacks and rubbing firmly. She almost wondered where Anna’s other hand was, but wondering was too much like thinking and thinking was too much like deciding and she was too tired to decide anything right now. Anna could do that. She’d rather simply agree with what Anna said. ‘And doesn’t that feel good to you, Betsy, sitting there and letting someone else tell you what to do?’ ‘…yes…’ The rubbing felt even. I watched as I saw Ken, standing behind Yuka as she lay on the desk, her perfect ass exposed and Ken hammered it with his six inch dick. You fucking slut. You like my dick dont you growled Ken. Fuck yeaaaaaaah! Screamed Yuka. Shut up you fucking bitch groaned Ken, as he began to pick up the pace and plowed her even harder than before. I stood there transfixed by the sight. I knew I should of been angry, disgusted or even upset enough to stop it but it wasnt. I was enjoying it, I loved watching.