” I again said sorry mistress. She said, “No. you will get punished” She lay on the floor and said me to lie on her laps keeping my butt lifted ...ear her right leg. I knew what is going to happen.She started hitting my ass cheeks. She said each time she hit me I had to say, “I am sorry mistress I will not do it again.” If I missed or didn’t say the whole line completely by the time she hit me she would hit me harder and put a cucumber or her comb handle in my hole.She would keep her hand over my. Inside the house, Gina Marie and Beth were sitting side by side on the couch, each dressed in nothing but a long T shirt and each resting her feet on the coffee table. Also on the coffee table were a cigar box containing the joints and a lighter, and some potato chips and snack cakes for the hunger that always accompanied their marijuana consumption. A jazz radio station was playing on the stereo at moderate volume. Upon hearing Shannon’s knock, Gina Marie shouted ‘Come on in!’ Shannon entered. '' I told him.He raised his eyebrows a little, ''Dear Penthouse, I don't usually write in but...'' he trailed off, he had a smile on his face and as much as I didn't want to, I couldn't help but laugh with him.''Idiot.'' I muttered. ''Sorry,'' he said, ''But you got to admit, it's the kind of thing you read about.'' he said.''Kind of thing YOU read about, maybe.'' I told him smiling.''Hey, reading helps me sleep.'' he said. ''So what did your best friend have that you didn't?'' he asked, ''I'm. Are you absolutely sure?... Do you want me,... for me?... Or do you want me for substitute Jerry?"I didn't say anything about whether or not I wanted her. My cock was hard as a rock, and nothing I could say would have convinced her that I didn't want to ravish her on the spot, dry creek bed or not. The one clear emotion in my fuddled brain was that I did not want a one night stand with Terri. I wanted more, much more, or nothing at all."No, to be honest, I'm not sure... But I'm almost sure....