They were the pinnacle collection. Hermione was bent over the counter decked in boughs of holly. Her black cotton canvas shorts and sheer panties were...down around her ankles. The instant photo captured as she performed a spank induced ballet dance on her tip toes. Hermione’s hiney stuck out now a pleasing Halloween orange-red color as she leaned forward over the counter. The last picture was my all time favorite. It showed a chastened young lady with her orange bikini panties pulled up and thin. Master occasionally spanking me as my bum swayed in front of him. I walked far enough into the room to allow them both in behind me and paused. “On the bed on all fours, slut.” I moved into position, “And you,” he gestured at Andy, “sit on that chair and watch.” Andy did as he was told and Master moved to stand behind me. I cried out as the first spank landed, this turned into little gasps as more followed. They came down at a steady pace, slowly building in strength and speed, I could feel my. But as soon as I let out a muffled scream and released the grip that I had around his steel hard shaft, he blasted away in short powerful spurts until he was completely out of breath. He dropped me to my feet andheld me the best he could so that I wouldn’t collapse under my shaky, rubbery legs. It was a joyful exhaustion that came on with no thought and no planning, only a desperation to be together away from the watchful, meddlesome eyes of my parents. As soon as I caught my first normal. ‘Next, he lifted her skirts, revealing her soaked underpants. Grinning, he spoke softly into her ear. ‘It is your choice, my beautiful fly. Simply ask, and I will free you from my web and send you home. No more letters, no more flowers, never again a chance to be trapped on my web and used like the dirty little creature you secretly wish you were. What do you say?’’ ‘What do you think she said, Jenny, my love? What would you have done?’ ‘I’d have let him have his way with me,’ She gasped,.