However, they reconciled that, actually, if grannies like them are naughty then being spanked is probably very fair, and so maybe the girls were the o...es in the right.Abigail looked at Madison and nodded back towards the spatulas. Madison’s face lit up as they both turned around, picked up the thick wooden spatulas, turned back, and tapped both bottom cheeks. They enjoyed hearing the groan from the teacher across their lap, which, once again, encouraged them to spank them even harder. So,. The process is all over the map. Some jurisdictions have a higher awareness of the gravity of the assault. And some are better at commiseration and prosecution. But go to that exhibit — you’ll see how inexcusably uneven the access to quality care is.”I understood that my fixation on Sarah Meriwether, on ‘getting’ her, could seem a little obsessive. On the other hand, Matt Striker was dead. On the third hand, her operations manager had raped me.We were in Matt’s apartment and I was wearing a. At first I was reminded of my enema, but the hose was missing the big nozzle and the bag was too small. “Spread your pussy lips apart,” Bridget suddenly ordered me, “let’s see if we can wash out the naughty ideas from your peehole.” A dreadful knot formed in my stomach, and I froze. “Well,” she bellowed, “will you be a good girl or do we have to have a discussion of what being a sex slave entails?” I could only bite my lip and spread my pussy lips apart. The rubber hose, now that she held it. I don’t know why but I never pursued it. During that time I had filled out from my scrawny pubescence. I was six feet, blond with green eyes, and a hundred and seventy-five pounds. I played baseball in the spring and basketball in the winter. Some would think I was built slim but I worked out regularly and what I had was very solid. I guess I am attractive, as I never had a problem attracting some of the prettiest girls in school. Dania had grown into a beautiful woman at five foot seven, about.