When I had first bent over for the spanking Barb saw my underwear and freaked she said only girls who want sex wear pink lace underwear she had ripped...them off me and stuck them in my mouth while she stripped the dress and apron off me to find my bra. All I was left standing in was my stockings and bonnet. Stand up girl! When I stood up Barb was rummaging thought a box on the table when she turned around all colour fled from my face. Barb was holding two huge nipple clamps that looked really. Joe worked a late night/early morning shift at a place not far from my house and on a number of occasions we talked till late into the night on the net. Then last night I was online and he messaged me and said hello, and we started talking. After we had been talking a few hours he asked if I would like to come see him and chat a bit in person, as he was alone at work. I suggested that I could bring a sketchbook and maybe rough out a few ideas for tattoos for him. So I quickly got dressed and. Captain Emma had a score to settle as she had recently been subjected to some very degrading humiliation at the hands of some Amazonians and schoolgirls, her entire troupe on that day had been overpowered, stripped naked and tied up by the Amazonians before two schoolgirls found the group of helpless soldiers and toyed with them using their batons as sex toys, fucking the troopers as they lay on the forest floor, she was left with her soldiers begging for mercy as the two schoolgirls inserted. What if I massaged your feet instead?’ He didn’t wait for a response, he started tugging on my pumps and a moment later his fingers were squeezing into the ball of my foot, rubbing over my nylon pantyhose. He had strong hands and if it wasn’t for my precarious situation I even might have enjoyed this massage, but now all I could feel was anger and fear and confusion and anxiety. ‘O poor Caroline. Sshhh. Baby. Sshhh. Don’t cry.’ He got some tissues and wiped the tickling tears from my face,.