On this third strike, she let out a small “Ow!” and danced around the horse as much as her restraints allowed. This entertained the crowd, who app...auded the spectacle.William Davidson did not applaud. He was watching his wife intently as the guard applied the paddle. He had hoped that he would never have to submit his wife or daughters to a Spanking Day, but her behavior had left him no choice. It had to be done. Thomas struck Michaela with the paddle again. And again. And once more. Looking. I quickly looked up in the rearview mirror and was relieved to see that he hadn’t witnessed me smelling your panties. I checked in and made a hasty retreat to my room. After dropping my bags on the floor, I took my shoes off and stripped out of my clothes. I pulled the comforter off the bed and lay down on my back, spread eagle. I brought your panties again to my face and noticed your stains in the crotch. I slowly brought them to my mouth and nose. I could still feel the wetness, for they. Waken HIM from HIS slumbers.Smell the man sex emanating there from HIM. You are blessed that HE is yours to adore.Pay attention to, and feel HIS attendants, the sacred globes that contain the holy seed, feel the weight of them, their fullness and fertility. Imagine the millions of seeds that HE makes there to give you orgasmic pleasure. See how HE stirs as you touch them .Now HE wants you to give attention to the holy altar of the anus. Spread those butt cheeks and let it feel the air. Wider-. He’d been painted into a mediating role he wasn’t certain suited him. Then, when he’d heard the gunshot and known he hadn’t made the difference he’d hoped for, that Bristol had taken his own life, it had rankled Calix, setting him on edge. He felt like he had failed – and he hated the feeling.He’d pushed the feeling down, struggling to compartmentalize it so he could be strong for Heather, whose sobs and tears indicated she knew what had happened just as well as Calix. He pushed the feelings.