I said yes I am. He then leaned down and started kissing me and rubbing my ass. I reached down and rubbed his cock thru his pants and wasn't sure I ...ould find the end of it. It was huge as large as the big black dildo I had fucked myself with. My panties were getting wet thinking about it. He stopped kissing me and put his hands on my shoulder and took this as a sign to get down and suck his cock. I was unbuckling his belt and pants as fast as I could then pulled down his pants and boxers. She dropped the bottle between us on the bed and I realised it was empty."What are you doing?" I quizzed."Duh," she answered. "Spin the bottle!"Had I had a mouthful of beer I would've spat it out in shock. "What?" I asked in disbelief."You know, spin the bottle. If it lands on you, you have to take off a piece of clothing."I knew the rules, very clearly. I had often imagined this very game with Katie. I was now starting to think I had passed out and this was just a very pleasant alcohol induced. ”“Does that mean we could have lived and just been imprisoned or banished or something?”He shakes his head. “Death is the penalty no matter the offense.”“Then what the hell would have been the point of not hiding it?” she asks, feeling the old familiar weight pressing down on her shoulders.“A quicker death,” he answers solemnly.They look at each other. “Thanks for telling me in advance.”“You must make quite a living at the market,” he says after a lengthy pause, trying to turn the subject.“It. "What's the matter"?, he asked. "You wanted me to see those little panties, or are you just a little cock tease?" He tugged at her wrist.,,"Well?" Cindy began to sob, "No Sir" Mr. Walters looked at her and told Cindy, "You WILL NOT cry, and you Will take the appropriate punishment that I see fit, Right?" Still sniffling, Cindy quietly agreed, "yes Sir Mr. Walters." "I believe in the old school", Mr. Walters said. "You are long overdue for a spanking"."I want you to pull your panties down and.