He walks back to me and slaps me across the stomach with the leather, whack. Now he smacks my inner thighs, whack, whack. He gets the paddle and slaps...my pussy hard. Once, twice, I scream out, “Ouch.” Mike grins, he smacks me again. Now he is using the feather, lightly tracing it up the inside of my thigh. Now he is tracing it down my other thigh. He is running it up my pussy lips ever so lightly it is making my pussy twitch, sending shock waves deep inside my being. Mike smacks my left. I immediately reach down and start sucking her left nipple until she moans then switch over to the right one. I pull away so she can focus on undressing. She removes her pants and eveals her lace panties and before I can admire that sight, she has removed them revealing her shaved pussy - but not too recently since I could see and feel the regrowing hair. Now completely undressed, I have her do a spin to admire her body before telling her to hop on the bed. She immediately got on all fours,. I was quiet and occasionally nodded to him in response. The questions kept returning. There were questions for which I had no answer. Was it something to do with the strangeness of the air and the lightning bolt? I wondered why I wasn't dead. Then the thought struck me ... I was dead!Just as quickly, that thought flew away as we rounded a corner and there it stood, the palace of Herod and the Temple of Solomon rebuilt. This was actually the second temple, built on the site of Solomon's temple.. I made her stand beside her daughter, facing me, also with her hands on her head. This was the first time I had seen Brenda like this. She didn't shave."Jennifer, do you have a garter belt and stockings?" She laughed. Clearly modern girls don't wear such sexist things. "What about you, Brenda, do you have another set?" She nodded shyly, and I sent her up to get a spare set from her room, and as she walked out I wondered who she had bought these for, or were they left over from her late.