The rapid blows were worse than the hard hits. She tried to spread the paddle hits around her ass, but it was hard to do, bent over as she was. The he...t just continued to build and build on her sensitive skin.“Faster than that, girl. Five more!”She did them faster.“Five more, faster!”She cried out as she spanked her own ass faster.“Tell me you want to climax,” Wesley commanded.“Yes! I want to climax!”“Five more hits, hard this time.”Amaya hit her ass as hard as she whimpered from each hit.“Do. ‘About that book’, she said, ‘is that what you’re into’? I told her I resented the question, and by no means was I going to be put in a position to explain myself. She said she was sorry, and didn’t mean to sound as if she were judging me. I asked if she enjoyed the book, and she replied ‘kinda, yes, but, I can’t imagine people really do things like that.’ I assured her they do, and in fact submission & dominance are a part of almost everyones’ lives to one degree or another, but that I. He looked intrigued but I knew from years of listening in that they would soon be fucking and when they were full of alcohol, it would not be a quiet session. As predicted the moaning and bed squeaking soon followed, Uncle Jim was still sitting on the edge of my bed and I noticed him fidgeting. I had just assumed he was feeling awkward at hearing them but then I noticed the bulge in his trousers then he quickly noticed me staring at the bulge in his trousers. I looked up at him, eyes sparking. But I agree that they shouldn't be able to take their leave completely. I was thinking of placing them in some tight bondage." This time there were cheers from the assembled group.Robert led them over to where there was a pillory and a set of stocks at the side of the lawn. As the four naked women were looking at these Robert said, "I have in mind these - he indicated the two devices - for two of our guests and for the other two, perhaps a hogtie and maybe binding to that tree. Perhaps we.