I ask with mock-innocence where I would be wearing them. She smiles and walks up to whisper in my ear that I'm to wear them to her place if I wanted ...o. Before she goes back to picking out items for me, she pats my round bottom lovingly.We finally settle on a cute pink camisole and tap panty set with a scalloped edge hem and a matching satin robe. Then Joan asks me if I wanted anything else from the store, I jokingly say half a dozen of everything and we laugh. She then seemed to make up. He grinds against, me teasing me with his growing bulge. I moan as he attaches nipple clamps to my aching nipples. Gently tugging on the chain as his other hand presses and caresses my clit.His desire growing more as he bites down on my neck; I moan in delight. He pulls away from me telling me to stay. Not moving an inch, I hear his zipper coming down. His pants hit the ground and I feel him coming closer. I feel his presence, as he grabs a flogger off the table.I hear it snap through the air. "But he certainly does deserve some sort of punishment after what he'd done to all of us. And I have a few ideas of what that might be. Why don't we leave Dave here to think about what he's done for one thing, and give him a chance to worry and wonder what we're going to do while we go downstairs to Diane's apartment and discuss it over a glass of wine?" Good idea," Everyone agreed, and soon after left me to lie there wondering just that.I don't know how long I lay there, though it certainly. Now though, Ikind of like it; it's fun getting all dressed up in something pretty andhearing everyone tell me how nice I look." You bet," I added while stepping into a cute denim skirt mom had boughtfor me. "It makes me feel so special when daddy tells me that I'm pretty.I knew he was joking about my being a good cook, but it felt so nice tohear him say that."Misty and I spent several hours trying on different outfits andexperimenting with the makeup mom had bought for me. Before she left,.