"And you're spewing it in the wrong direction if you think you can bullshit me, babycakes. It may have been seven years but I remember what a team loo...s like when they come back in and you little lamb chops have it all over you. I don't even need to see your hardware to know you've been up to something."So spit it out before I have to start doing some bean squeezing and it gets real ugly. And you mister!" for God's sake she pointed right at me, "are the leader of this band of misfits so I'm. ” I said, reaching for it. “Yes sir.” she said, her face sad but her eyes showed excitement, “I will take any punishment you deem appropriate. I got into position behind her. “You may scream if you want, but you do need to count the hits out loud.” And with that, I struck her ass with the strap. It was a simple leather strap, long enough to cover both cheeks. I thought the first one was mild, but the way she jumped I might have put too much force into it. “Ahhhh! One!” she screamed. I paused,. My hands are now at her T-shirt, tearing, ripping the material away, revealing her heavy tits. They are too big for her slender body, the size of cantaloupes, sloppy and full, topped with nipples as thick as gumballs.As much as I’d like to assault her breasts, twisting them in my fingers, I do not. Instead, I start tickling her nipples, tracing them with my fingertips, watching them swell and harden. Merida’s body lurches, her cries rising, long and tortured from her throat, her open. I’m still nuzzling his cock through his pants. I’m purring on the inside and out. As I slowly regain some composure, I reach up to unbuckle his trousers. His hands stop me.“Not this time Michele. We are done for this morning.”With that he wipes my juices onto my breasts. I feel my slippery juices and smell my arousal. I want so much to please him. I want him in my mouth. I’ve never done that before, but I want so much to do it with him. I read about it, and it makes me feel so submissive to do.