"Did you? What for?" asked a very interested Ryan."Me and my friend Sally got caught smoking by the headmistress and she gave us six strokes each, " r...minisced Gina."What on your arses?" asked an even more interested Ryan."Yes, on our arses and it fucking stung but I also found watching Sally getting caned very arousing," said Gina thinking back almost forty years."You got turned on by seeing your friend getting her arse caned?" said Ryan who squirmed in his seat as his penis got rock hard in. The temple would care for any children who were not wanted and for those whose parents were out on trading missions. Alice had worked out a psychologically acceptable program which would keep everybody happy and further promote our cult. The resident priests would be of both genders and would be selected as the most qualified to be substitute parents. Our biggest problem was going to be spoiling the kids while the parents were away at sea!Capt. Osus and his new wife had been granted a short. Your body stills and Your upper torso's movement is the only sign that You are breathing a little heavily. Stroking my fingertips over Your punished ass cheek I begin to purr,"Now there's a good boy. You know I don't like having to punish You. And we both know that You want this don't we?"My words are met by another thrashing of Your hips and a "Get the fuck off…NOW"With that I dig my sharp scarlet nails into the warmed flesh and begin to drag them downwards, leaving a set of satisfying red. Were you incorrect?"She took a few tight gasps and nodded.I squeezed her cock hard. "Say it." Yes I was wrong..." Her eyes realized she wasn't fully in the gameyet, "uhh.. MIstress Dyvia..." I smirked but she corrected herselfagain. "Yes, MIstress Dyvia, I was wrong." Good, Now let's open the rest of your christmas gifts."A smile finally truly forming on her face. "Yes, Mistress Dyvia."Several minutes later she was surrounded by a plethora of new openedgifts, mostly fetish styled outfits,.