The two front legs of the bench wereseveral inches lower than the two in back. This had the effect ofraising his backside to a convenient height for p...nishment. The roomitself was bare, save for the bench in the centre, four or five chairsfor witnesses or spectators, and a table. Displayed on the table was anarray of wicked looking straps and canes. Kay escorts Holly to a chairand after making sure she is comfortable and has a good view turns toWilson."Well Wilson I am sure you recognise Miss. .. But to go back to your letter - I'm sorry to say that it got your darling stepdaughter into quite a lot of trouble. You see, knowing the affect your mail often has on me, I printed it off and took it away to the toilet with me. I pulled my skirt down and took my seat and started to read. Well, maybe I'm like your secretary already for hardly had I started to read than my nipples went hard and I got all moist downstairs. I keep on reading and it wasn't long before I was fingering myself. As. Then I hit on a story of a young woman who comes home, following the end of her disastrous marriage, to care for her dying mother. The town has changed radically from the one she left with high hopes, and she realises that she has lost touch with the friends of her past, and that to re-connect she has to find her old self. At her mother’s funeral she is shocked to find that her mother had few friends. As she begins the re-connection process she realises that her mother had distanced herself. My mind was still reeling and trying to make sense of what was happening to me. I thought that they was going to take a belt or something and spank or strike me across the buttocks. I think it was Charlie that sat down over my upper shoulders and neck forcing my head to bend down below the top of the ottoman. Fingers and hands clutched at my butt cheeks and pried them apart, someone smeared a slippery substance across the crack of my butt and fingers made slippery entrance into my virginal.