You’re out of luck,” Carl said.“Ha, ha! Very funny,” Sam said picking up his horseshoe. “Don’t listen to him, Pepper. We got the point. He...��s just jealous because they’re throwing like girls.”“So the score is three to four, right?” Pepper asked.“Right,” Sam said, “At this rate, we’re going to be here until tomorrow morning.”John said, “You guys are still up first.”Sam let loose with a horseshoe and watched it cartwheel past the post. He shook his head and said, “I really need a beer. I really. Do I make myself clear!" Yes, ma'am," James replied. He wished he could fight back a little more,but she had him over a barrel."Now, since you need a little more, shall we say punishment, rules fordress, you will do the following: you must always be well made-up; youwill always wear a slip or petticoats and seamed stockings; when enteringmy office or Susan's, you will curtsey; and, I want to be able to hearyou coming, so you will wear heels at all times. Oh, and I would like youto get better. She is presenting herself. Legs slightly apart, ramrod straight, bright, red buttocks raised to welcome each stroke. Gradually he slows the pace and the intensity of the caress until it is a whisper of a glance of his finger tips. She is making soft noises now. He releases wrists but they stay in place. His two hands cup her throbbing cheeks, one dips between her thighs and he is pleased to discover that she is hot, sticky and bubbling for him. Did I hurt you? Just enough. Then his hands stop. For the next stages Madge had decided that Ishould be blindfolded so I would only see the endresult when I was'ready'. The blindfold was a sort of a black velvet visor so as not toruin my hair and make-up.I was then sat down on the bed while Madge was gathering the rest of my"exquisite vestments for the evening," First was a flimsy item that feltas a extremely ellaborately decorated silk pair of french knickers. Aninvoluntary shiver went through through me as I felt them being drawn upmy.