He had no clue what he was doing, he hurt me, shot all over my tummy 30 seconds later, grabbed his pants and disappeared into the night, never to be s...en again. Hardly the starry-eyed introduction I had imagined for my first time!"This was an awful lot of personal information from someone I was meeting for the first time and all I could do was mutter my sympathy as she ushered us into her parents' home. No shortage of money around here, it seemed, judging by the plush furniture and. Sarah had a wicked grin as she looked at her frightened victim standing before her.?How do you feel now standing with your hands on your head, in your knickers, shoes and socks in front of all these girls waiting to be spanked??Emma said nothing. She was very consious of her bare legs. She could feel herself blushing and pouting and hated herself for not standing up to this girl. But any resistance she may have had, left her with her trousers.?So Emma, do naughty little girls get to keep their. . I had other things to do. Witness the painful back ... swollen breasts ... trips to the restroom to rest every fifteen minutes ... and the oddest idea of what tasted good ... like dill pickles in ranch dressing ... or strawberry ice cream and raspberry jam topped with chocolate sauce ... gag.Every time I stepped in the kitchen and asked for what I couldn’t find I asked if she was sure.“I’ll be fine,” she lied.Since she had hidden my prospecting gear here ... there ... and everywhere, I must. " She continued for a few seconds, when I said, "Why don't you try something on?" She turned and blushed, saying, "Oh...I couldn't." I told her there would be no harm, and her secret would be safe with me. She thought it over and then said, "Well, maybe a couple of things wouldn't hurt." She pulled a black nylon half slip out of the basket, and admired it. "Would you like me to leave the room?, I asked. She replied, "No... I can manage... you just sit." She stepped into the slip, and lifted her.