I didn't know she had been serious. "Do you like it my loving Mistress," she asked, biting her bottom lip. "I love it slut," I cooed to her as I grab...ed the ring and gave it a nice pull, causing her to moan out loudly. "Lets get inside," I said teasingly, pushing her back into the house and closing the door. "No strip me," I ordered, and I let her remove my clothes, my jeans, my panties, and my t-shirt. I couldn't help but smile at my slut, my pussy was already wet by the time she undressed. I worked on my curve and my changeup to make sure my arm motion was the same as the four-seam fastball. Today's four-seam had a great wiggle on it. Hanigan said he had to trust my pitch or he would miss the ball trying to figure out where it was going to come in.The first three innings were three up and three down. I was batting third today and followed Will Meyers. Longoria followed me and he was followed by Joyce, so we had a strong two thirds of the batting order. Jennings hit a single, Will. His military training had focused on hand-to-hand survival combat; how to take a man out quickly with what was available. So he looked for ways that would counter opponents carrying weapons common on Chaos. He was not too worried about fitting in with the customs since he had been successful working undercover in Afghani villages. The trick was to be as nondescript as possible, keep your head down and your mouth shut.Finally, he felt he was as ready as he was going to be, and the thought of. I needed to show her I was older, more mature than my years, but instead all I do is earn a spanking. Ruth splattered that hard wooden paddle on my bottom time and again. It was far harder than Mum’s spanking. It was even harder than when my Mum spanked me with the hairbrush. I recalled just then, momentarily, Mrs. French telling me it wasn’t always strength that made a spank hard but the direction, the aim, and as I cried out I knew Ruth’s aim was to perfection. I cried out and after a dozen.