He grabbed me and positioned myself over his lap, and lifted up my skirt. He told me to count each one and say thank you daddy. I was to get ten, and ...he first one really caught me by surprise. After each one I’d groan a little, count the number it was, and reply thank you daddy. After the last one he asked me if I learned my lesson to which I had just nodded, holding back tears from the rather surprisingly painful spanking. I hadn’t quite noticed but apparently spanking me turned him on. She pushed them off onto the floor, then arched her back in the seat. As John watched through the gap and Anita looked down over the back of the seat, a pile of clothing appeared at Caroline’s feet, first her designer jeans, then a flannel shirt, and finally a lacy white brassiere. Finally, she slipped the boots back onto her bare legs and zipped them up. “There!” she exclaimed, half-turning in the seat to face the audience.“What in the world?” asked John.“Just getting comfortable,” said. She told her about the strange CD she received from Professor Dawson and how she could not escape dares and bets. Natasha’s eyes widened as she put two and two together. ‘So that’s why you started wearing skirts? Because I dared you to?’ ‘Yes!’ ‘So why aren’t you wearing one now?’ Janine almost blurted that it was Coach Carter who gave her control over her dress sense, but skirted around the issue and said dismissively that she received a blanket rule to return her right of choice. ‘Well, if. . it's just that he was... energetic for an older man," answered Laurel. "I guess I will never get used to having a man in my..."Yuki gently rubbed her lover's rear."Yes, I feel the same, but men seem to enjoy it so."They both looked to Vickie's room as they heard their Mistress' harsh command."Come here, both of you!"Yuki grabbed the serving try and she and Laurel hurried into the bedroom. Yuki served Vickie and both slaves stood at the foot of the bed silently as Vickie took her time.