He told me to spread the blankets out and stack them on top of each other to make a bed. While I was doing that he went back out of the room and close... the door. I could hear voices outside of the door and I wondered who he was talking to.I was standing next to the blankets when Mikey came in followed by eight older boys. I tried to cover my privates, but Mikey yelled at me to put my arms to my side and I did. Mikey told them that I was all theirs for the next four hours.One of the boys told. When masturbating. I ... I heard about them from a friend, and they made me so wet thinking about you using them on me, making me shudder and groan.”“You naughty girl,” I grinned. “I’ll remember to have Valarie buy some.”“Then you’ll make me enjoy it?” she asked. “God, I love it when you make me do things. You’re amazing, Randy.”A flush of warmth, that had nothing to do with Livie sucking on my cock, washed through my body. “What’s your next guess?”“Um...” She squeezed me tight, rubbing her. I gave them a few minutes to leave and told the girls to wait there for me while I went down to the house.I covertly made my way to the house and peeked into the windows. The first one I looked in allowed me to see the living room which was sparsely furnished with a couch, large chair, TV and a table. There were newspapers and magazines scattered around the floor and that was about all there was to see. There was no sign of the girl I had seen carried into the house.I then worked my way around. "You are hurting yourself you know. You should be exercising, making your body even more beautiful!" The strap whistled through the air and whacked his cheeks again. Both of their faces were red. Ms. Jones struck yet again and again. Vito could feel the dreadful stinging radiating all over his poor bottom. He tried to fight the sensation, but failed. Oh, he was twisted in knots, his crotch pressed against Ms. Jones' solid oak table. It--it felt so good! Ms. Jones stood with her feet wide apart,.