And then it did happen. I screamed out in a mixture of pain and ecstasy, my vag clenched his fingers so hard, and my back arched. He knew. The spankin... slowed and ended, his fingers still inside me as I held them captured, he stroked me to relax.I cried profusely from pleasure, knowing I had disappointed him, and the stinging I could now vibrantly feel. He helped me stand, and holding me in front of him, he lowered his head and licked all the wetness he could from me.Holding his shoulders for. She just lays there and waits, since there is nothing else she can do: Every evening he put the isolation hood on her and makes sure she is deaf and blind. Because her arms are cuffed on her back and her feet are hobbled, there is never a chance to escape from her box in the stables. At first this had freaked her out and she had trashed and wailed, cried and struggled and completely lost her mind due to claustrophobia. It had taken weeks until she had finally gotten used to spending her nights. The panties also remained where they were,hugging his crotch for dear life. Getting frustrated and panicked hetried to rip the shirt top off since the bra was unreachable. Try as hemight, the white shirt wouldn't come off either."Get off of me! GET OFF!"Last but not least he pulled at the long hair. Twisted it. Turned it. Nomatter what he tried it wouldn't come off. Then the blue light returnedand everything felt like it was burning.His entire body, Chris felt like he was melting. The pain was. Then I add, "And you'll never guess what she wants for her birthday."He doesn't even try to guess and I tell him about the vibrator. He smiles at that and I add, "We're going to have to watch her. I think she's, shall I say, becoming friends with Tom."Erik smiled. "I seem to remember her mother becoming friends with someone at about that age. Seriously, she's got a good head on her shoulders. I think we don't have to worry about her moving too fast, do you?"I shake my head. "No, I don't think.