She started moaning and panting again. She felt the pleasure building and she cried out, "Yes, YES!" Her thighs crashed together, clamping around her ...ands. Her ass shook as her orgasm continued to course through her. Her mouth was opened wide, but no sound at all came out. Finally, she relaxed, her eyes glassy, her mind dreamy. The next thing she knew, he was standing in front of her. She looked up from her position on the floor. He was holding the phone, the clock stopped on :12. "Not bad,. Ash, lay down across my lap... that’s my good girl.”I sat up in the bed, leaning against the headboard. Ashley crawled over my thighs and laid face down, centering her bubble butt over my right leg. She mewled as she rested her head on her hands and looked at me.“I’ve missed you, Daddy. We have, like, a lot of catching up to do.”“We certainly do, my little love.”I began spanking her lovely ass with just some moderate, borderline friendly little slaps. My hand didn’t even raise a foot off her. .Late this morning he had dragged her up out of her hungover slumber and attached her cuffed wrists to their punishment arch. She was still dressed in her very short, body hugging clubbing dress. Except now her Master had pulled the much too tight and slightly cum stained dress up over her hips. Her thin lace panty being the only thing protecting her modesty.Suspended there by her wrists, her tired stretched arms aching now, Allie remembered the last time he suspended her like this. He had. Finally as he slipped on Joan's last high heelthey could see the poor boy was shaking from embarrassment and excitementall at the same time. There stood David wearing Joan's black garter belt,jet-black full-fashioned seamed stockings that she knew he had secretlyworn jerking off in her bathroom the week before. She could tell this boy had been practicing. The stockings were worn inperfect order. The seams of the stockings were straight, garters hooked tothe stocking welts with perfect.