I turned her over, so that she was now kneeling on the floor, face down on the bed."Beat me, Master, beat me!"What man could resist such an invitation... Refuse such a requestt?I lost count of the number of times the leather of the belt lashed her skin: the taut flesh of her butt, the tender flesh between her legs and for variation its upward strokes on her pussy. It was a joy to watch her every shudder, to listen to the slap of each stroke on her and see the reddening of her skin.But she was. Ben had complained about his parents on occasion too. This was one of my hot button issues, though."I've always thought that it was a terrible waste of human potential when parents didn't encourage their daughters to follow their dreams." Perhaps my reaction was a little strong.I was gifted with a dazzling smile in response.And then again, perhaps my reaction was just right.She cocked her head to the left slightly, a mannerism that I remembered preceded a change of subject. "So seriously, Todd,. "Steph, if you're done with your boy, will you get the salads out of the coolers and find the plates and plastic utensils?" Sure, I can do that. Damian, why don't you go say hello to the kids and mingle while we get lunch ready." Damian’s mom pushed him in the direction of the other youngsters, with a knowing nod of encouragement."Okay, okay...don't push," he grunted. "I'm going, but is it okay if I go wash up first?" Yeah…Maggie won't mind if you go in and use the bathroom. Right, Maggie?". ...That was enough for now. Tyler pushed the Send button on his phoneand returned it to the headboard. Then he stared at the ceiling for aminute or two, in the dimmed light of the dormitory, and eventuallyclosed his eyes.He was startled to attention by a beep and a buzz from the other side ofthe room. Amber rolled over in her bed and patted around blindly for herpurse. Finding it, she took her tablet out and tapped on it a coupletimes. Tyler rolled toward the noise, propping his head up on his.