” “Good girl Emma. Come with me young lady.” Wow, that was nicely done I thought, to get the first spanking out of the way. It was then I re...lised I wasn’t even asked, just told. I was wet in anticipation. I found the walk so exciting. Following my Mum as she strode purposefully to the spare room where she had already put in place what was to be her spanking chair, with the hairbrush already on the seat, ready. She sat on her chair and pointed to the floor in front of her. She lent. “Where is he?” I asked, hoping he would be there. “In the bedroom”, she said, giggling and grabbing onto my arm to pull me to the bedroom. “Hi”, he said, as I entered the room. “Ah, Hi”, I said, feeling my nerves kick in. His sister closed the door and started undressing. I didn’t do anything at first, I just stood there nervously looking at the floor, too freaked out to even say anything. “Come on babe”, he said, “Take some clothes off”. “Okay…” I said, slowly taking my jeans off. He sat on. She caught my eye like most of the hotties. It was not my style to hit on women, since back then it was the free love era, and getting laid was just going to happen if you were simply nice to lots of hot girls and didn't act like you were desperate. Her name was Vicky.As I said, I wasn't into hitting on girls much, but I had trouble NOT lusting for Vicky's great big titties. She tended to wear t-shirts and a bra, but they were probably DD with huge nipples that the bra didn't do much to hide. ”I watched from where I was sitting as she pulled out a small step ladder and placed it beneath the potted plant that hung in one corner of the room, climbing up on it and carefully unhooked a large fern while I enjoyed the view of her ass getting my first look at a pair of sheer red panties. A short chain with what looked like the clips that mountain climbers used – I think they were called carabiners – at the one end was carefully hung from the gold metal hook by an attached metal ring. The.