” And arches up for another spanking. Her master smiles even more and gives her another. When she stops she watching as her slave arches up and down...in anticipation for the next blow. “That’s a good girl.” she tells her rubbing her red and sore ass.“Now stand up.”Amy does as she is told. Her chest is heaving, her face is covered in her tears. Her long brown hair in her face. She feels her Master’s hand between her legs and knows she can feel how wet the spanking got her and her faces turns even. . Is she a willing slut? We do not need any trouble. Yes she agreed to be trained after some persuasion. The bitch was given the choice to learn to submit to me, or pack her shit and leave without a penny to her name. I have endured enough years of her being a control freak and abusive behavior to Emma, and myself. Very well Ed says. Strip your slut and let us begin.Dad pulls mom's arm making her stand where he says.. Strip those clothes off bitch. She glares at him defiantly. Rip them off the. She was no dummy, she knew exactly what I had in mind. Walking over to the bench she looked back to see me right behind her. She bent over pushing her beautiful butt out and looked back as I approached.With all of the groping - I mean massaging - Kelly was wet and ready. I stepped in behind her and slid my hard cock home. Kelly gasped, I moaned it felt so good. Now I wanted this time to last a while. Our bodies had other ideas. As I pumped in and out of the most wonderful pussy, Kelly started. “Meg, if you’d be so kind as to stand so the public can see the kinds of intellectual might I’m bringing to bear on this front?”As she stood, there was a gasp from the audience at her young age—even though many already knew of her work. She cutsied, which won over even the most skeptical critics, before sitting again.“Meg has personally convinced dragons, demons, devils and sundry otherworldly creatures to assist us, including defending me from attacks from those few rogue beings. She, like.