Her hand once more stroked my bottom softly easing away the sting from the smacks.++++++++++From across the room I viewed Slut’s discomfort with amu...ement and delighted in her lack of response as the sound of the two smacks echoed round the room. I knew from the past that those were not light and playful taps. When she was ordered to name us, I smiled. Her hesitancy and awkwardness were a delight. So, for today, I was to be Mistress and she was to be Miss. Usually, it was she that bore the. I just want to fuck this boy until he passes out. “Now why don’t you come over here and seal the deal. After that, I’ll save your sister and kill the fucks that are responsible.” His eyes go wide and I can see the conflict expressed on his face. He’s uncertain whether he wants to. Part of him believes it’s wrong. Society drilled it in him that homosexuality is taboo. But another part of him is curious. I can see the battle being waged inside his mind, it’s really turning me on. Now’s the moment. Bonnie remarked to Sharon that Hank was really attractive. Sharon said he was a pilot and that he lives with his two teenage k**s a couple of houses down from theirs. They talked for a little while longer and then called it a night. Before Bonnie got home Sharon called her to invite us over to their house in two weeks for a bar-b-que. Bonnie accepted and asked if we needed to bring anything. Sharon replied just your bathing suits and some wine.The bar-b-que was the perfect excuse for my wife to. Not for long.The next visitor was a young policewoman.“Just clearing up a small point from our enquiries into the case against the gentleman who lives on the top floor,” she began. “You know the evidence against him is totally discredited?”“Yes,” replied Susan, wondering where this was leading.“Well,” the young woman went on, “Could you identify these photos for us, and tell us where the incident shown occurred?”She put some photos before her. At first Susan was at a loss. It was Gail and.