I’d been getting steadily wetter while all this was happening, and what Daddy said next had me dripping wet.“Okay, let’s try it out,” Daddy sa...d. “Stand with your feet outside the legs on one end of the bench and grab the legs on the other side.” He picked up four double-ended snap bolts and attached the D-ring on each cuff to its bench leg.When he finished I was immobilized with my butt in the air in a perfect spanking position. I looked back over my shoulder and watched as he picked up a. Mid-morning I drove her to the station, checking on her return time (early evening), then drove back home with a nice warm feeling starting in my briefs.As soon as I was back home, I checked online to make sure the train had gone - it had, then went up to my office and got my bag of lingerie from its hidden location. I set my web cam up, checked the position, then looked through my undies to choose what to wear. I settled on black bra with matching panties, black suspender belt, tan lace-top. Jones slid his chair back and stood up to reveal hewas wearing no pants and his pussy was dripping. Climbing out fromunder the desk was another late forty year old man; the vice principaltoo was pant less and was playing with his pussy. "I was so close," hesaid, "he was about to cum, I almost got some cum." Sorry Mr. Smyth, you can try again later," Steven said and turned backto the Jacksons. "So how can I help you fine people," He asked."Um, what happened to our daughter," Mr. Jackson started;. ." Cool." What's wrong Marisol?" asked Phil, setting down the cold tall glass of Sangria. He had helped her clean the pool, the pool cleaner on Oona's list of the distrusted, and they'd played like kids in it for over an hour, along with Mike and James and Oona. Everyone seemed to be having an extraordinarily good time. But Marisol suddenly looked sad, as if a cloud had darkened the sun of her mood."Nothing. Nothing now. In fact it's never been better. I don't think it ever will." When I can.