" I rested my riding crop on her butt and instructed her to apologize, to explain what she'd done wrong and why, and to ask me for punishment - while ...ucking my cock. "But it'll sound ridiculous!" she wailed. "That's the idea." Well, she followed my command, of course. Every time I didn't understand a word, I cropped her. She quickly improved her skill at talking with her mouth full! Next, I perched slightly awkwardly on the chair so I had a lap. Ariadne bent over me and I handspanked her, then. Iplayed with how my hair set around my shoulders and on the sides of mybreasts. The sheer sleeves felt so smooth brushing against my skin. Iloved how the frilly sleeves or chiffon layers at my hips would tickleme. Everything really felt wonderful down to my stockings and heels. However there wasn't a sexual pull to it. More of a sensualsatisfaction, an almost release of matching what I felt with how I seenmyself. Looking in the mirror I liked the girl I appeared to be. Ithought this is. As he did, she whined and mewled and shook her body atop the log.Mandy was dazed and unhappy. She didn't know what was going on, but her body felt tense and wet and itchy. The itch was most pronounced between her legs, being so itchy and tingly that she kept trying to touch and scratch it. The women wouldn't let her though.The strangeness in her belly grew and grew and she began to whine, then suddenly, she felt something push firmly against her cunt opening. She mewled with pleasure for firm. It was probably pretty nasty.?What does that matter?? she asked, ?he died while raping me, not from the scissors.??Are you qualified to make that sort of judgment? Can you be completely certain he was dead???Okay, look, he choked me then died on top of me. I was unconscious, then when I shoved him off me, he just fell. So obviously he was dead.??Ah, so now he choked and raped you,? the cop said as he pushed her into the back seat of the cop car.At this point, Stacy, being an intelligent.