She looked at me, her eyes full of tears, I couldn't shout at her,I went to get the cream before I set too to remove the pins, I didn't lookat her, sh... may have thought I would blame her, but I couldn't her bondswhere so tight. _______________________________________________________________________________ Monique made her grin look like a grimace, anything to hide hertrue feelings, those feeling she felt as she had when, at ten that morning,she had caught sight of a figure moving in the. After all; Timmy and I were no different to them, wewere all teenagers out to enjoy ourselves. We just useda different mode of transport.After the rockers had finished with me there was anawkward silence; no more of the false bravado, laughterand piss taking; just an embarrassed murmuring amongthemselves. When they left, it took me a good fifteenminuets to pull myself together; I just sat on thebales crying. I could hear Timmy speaking to me.“Jenny; Jenny; untie me; get this wire off. "I stroked Serena's bottom, feeling the heat and trying to stroke some of the sting away. My fingers slipped between her legs. She was as wet as I'd ever felt her. Her bottom may not have liked the spanking, but it turned the rest of her on like nothing else. I began to feel a bit better about it. I indicate that she should get off my lap and kneel before me."How do you feel, Slave?" Master, I feel owned and dominated and pleased that you care enough for me to take the trouble to punish me so. "Can you lift up?" she asked me. "Just a little?"When I did, I had to steady us as she unbalanced us by reaching down and taking hold of the bed cover and pulling it off. "One more second," she murmured, and pulled the blanket to the foot of the bed. "The sheets feel heavenly," she explained."Wrap yourself around me," I requested, and when she clung to me with arms and legs, I steered her onto her back."Such a sweetheart," she murmured, pulling my head down so our lips met.As horny as she was,.