?Slip your hand inside your skirt you cock tease.? Your right hand now slipsfrom your breast and the fingers work themselves inside the waistband of y...urskirt. You push down and with your forearm inside your skirt you can rub yourpussy through the sheer material of your thong. ?Are you wet slut?? you mumble that you are. ?I said are you wet?? you are surprised at the tone of the voice and immediatelyreply. ?Yes.? Your blouse has slipped down off your shoulders and is bunched aroundyour waist. " After I said it there was a long silence. I was thinking that I had crossed the border and mom had decided to put an end to the subject. On the other hand she hadn't made any attempt to move her body away from mine, our bare thighs were still pressed together."Please don't stop, it's so good." She protested when I stop caressing her back."I was trying to let you sleep." She moved her body even closer, nesting her head against my chest. The warmth of her breath on my neck and her breast mashed. Vicky was adamant. “Yes a spanking, Emilie. You have both acted childishly and so your punishment should be one usually given to a child.” Marian said,” Emilie is right, Vicky. We are surely too old to be punished like children?” Vicky replied sternly, “Well if you want to be treated like adults then you will need to accept your responsibilities like adults. That means I tell the vicar and the other seniors in the community and you can explain to them why you did what you did.” Vicky could. As it turns out it wasn’t for plants, but for me. As they started to strap me into it, I struggled and pleaded with them. ”No wait, I’ll do whatever you want. You don’t have to tie me up. I’ll do what you say!!” I struggled helplessly as they strapped me into the harness, suspending my body in the air. Before I knew it, I was trussed up and suspended my legs spread wide, my arms cuffed to the lines hanging down from the ceiling and my head hanging helplessly upside down. I lifted my head and.