In a way, she liked Trixie.No, that was not accurate.It wasn’t that she liked the woman. She lusted for the woman’s tongue, her perfect little ass...cheeks and her charming way that she groaned when she was feeling in the groove. She also enjoyed watching her Dan spank the feisty Diva with her panties down around her ankles. The sight of the tears in the corners of the beautiful woman’s eyes was strangely satisfying to her almost as if she had been doing the spanking instead.When she came out of. Every touch inflamed the burning pain, she was sure she'd have dark bruises by morning. Her nipples hurt too; the bastard had drawn blood from every part of her body. Somehow with excruciating pain Maddy walked to her bed and climbed in. as she lay her head back against the pillows her body shut down as if it was trying to numb away the emotional as well as the physical pain.Maddy woke up late the next morning, not that she had slept, just half hour here or there. She got out of bed and taking. . well, you get the idea." "Yeah, I guess I do. Listen, meet me by the front entrance at the last bell. And if you can get your homework done in school we won't have to carry books." "Great idea. I've got study hall fifth period. I'll get it done then." "Okay, meet you at the bell at 3:30." And they put away their trays and were off to their next classes. Mike managed to get all his homework done during study hall, and surprise, surprise, he took a shower at the end of his last period gym. But try as she might, she couldn't get the panties to sit comfortably on her well-rounded buttocks, the material in the rear bunching up in her crack whenever she moved.A soft knocking at the door of the dressing stall made her look up. "Gwen honey, are you dressed yet?" her mother asked from outside the door."Just about, Mom," she said, returning to her efforts to twist the uncooperative panties into place. The constant tugging and pulling of the tightly stretched fabric over the lips of her.