I stopped at the front of the stage and posed like Jasmine hadcoached me. I walked over to the left of the stage and posed again,then finally walked ...ver to the right to join the other girls who hadalready completed their walk.I had to admit, I wasn't sure how I'd take the attention being focussedsolely on me, especially being rather more exposed than I would normallyhave liked. But liked it. A lot. I could see now why Jasmine enjoyeddoing these pageants.When the last girl finished her. So far Donald has only hand spanked her. This will be a new dimension.Without speaking at all at first, Donald’s hand comes down and spanks her right cheek, then her left cheek. It is only when her bottom begins to burn and turn rosy that he says anything.“Emma, you must learn to follow directions and the timetables that you are given. Otherwise, you will find yourself in this position too often. And if too many times, a pearl will have to be taken away.”This brings Emma to tears, so fully. She was young in the face, with a cute little body tiny tits and tight butt. I loved her tomboy figure to a point I thought I might be a little gay. I saw her often in her summer swimming suit. She did not look very old, mostly because she was a teen, she was tall, slim, and with just so little up top. No matter of her youthful stature, she was my little doll. My wife would notice my dirty horny looks at her. I was just her Uncle who she knew her whole life, and I was one that bathed her when. ‘I can’t shut up. I’m sorry!’ ‘Shush up now, let Daddy talk.’ Blinking her eyes clear, Carol looked up at him. Did he just call himself, Daddy? She took a deep breath and responded with: ‘Y–Yes, Daddy.’ What the fuck’s wrong with me? Now I’m doing it! She derided herself, and then blushed for she knew she was lying to herself. ‘I want to know when all this started. Tell Daddy what you can remember, okay precious?’ Carol was so hot at this point that she had a mini-orgasm. Precious … where did.