I watch as you lean forward so your hands are before you and rise and crawl over to the porch. you do not look at me but at the ground as you crawl fo...ward til you reach the steps of the porch you rise to your knees and kneel before me saying." I desire to be punished for striking you Sir" I stand up from the chair, and walk toward you and down the steps of the porch, I linger on the last step. Your eyes are downcast but I know you see all I do. I walk past you to the truck, you hear the. I would have fallen forward under the power of his thrusts and the weight of his body hitting my buttocks, but for his hands, his “claws”, either side of my waist holding me firm in front of him. “Now, Bitch!” he spat into the back of my neck. His gruff, growling voice now took on a vicious irony, “This is where you get what’s coming to you!”The tears welled-up in my eyes as the sweat poured from my body in the cool night air as he kept up his relentless thrusting and ramming into me. All the. This can be uniquely erotic and pairs well with stroking the testes, perineum, etc. Feathering is somewhat similar: dominant hand’s fingers face up, palm open, on the underside (ventral) ridge, and oscillate ring, middle, index in an upward (towards the head/glans). However instead of drumming, the oscillation Is more of a three-fingered stroke-stroke-stroke towards the head. Think of a motion similar to wafting a smell towards your nose, but each finger is wafting, wafting, wafting. Feathering. Thank you.’ You pause and the smile vanishes. ‘Grandad, they’re ... transparent. I can’t wear these when you can see me. I’ll be ... naked.’‘I’ve already seen you without any clothes.’‘I know, but that was just the once. If we’re in the same bed, you’ll be able to see me anytime you want. I feel exposed, revealing everything to you.’‘That’s the whole point, honey. Whenever I want to see your titties and kitty, I can gaze at them.’‘Oh!’ You screw up your face, as you struggle to digest this new.