This was the smile I have seen her give me plenty of times before. The smile she gave when she crawled up the bed naked to me begging me to fuck her h...rd. The look she gives to me when I squeeze her perfectly perky bum. Or the look she gives me when she can see me trying to hide my erection. Without saying a word, she slowly put her hand on my thigh. At this point I was driving so I was trying not to get distracted. That hand slowly moved up my thigh closer to my now fully erect cock. The. The beds have been removed and everything else pulled to the side . In the center is a strange contraption set up over a tarp. It seemed to be something similar to a stockcade. 2 poles holding up a padded bar."What's this ," you ask ."A special dream come true ," he whispers ,his breath getting harsh and heavy .He comes up behind you and kisses your neck . Slowly he strips your clothes off of you . Guiding you to the center of the room where you end up standing naked in front of the bar. You. I’ve never been able to forget them, they’re always in my mind. Since I left school I have persuaded some of my boyfriends to spank me, but it just hasn’t worked in the same way that it did when you spanked me. And the canings were just sublime. I’ve been agonizing over this, but I just felt that I had to come and see you and ask you to punish me again just as you used to. I just need so much to have you spank me and cane me on my bare bottom again. I can’t explain, it’s just a need I have. My friends, Ann's friends, mutual friends, and a couple of girls nobody knew, but they brought three bottles of Jack, so nobody complained. They took off soon enough, with a couple of guys, and left the bottles behind. And there was my celebrated cast iron chili, and nobody ever complained about that. All meat, no beans. As we started around four, everyone was gone by midnight. It was me and Ann, of course, and Romy, her best friend, just the three of us. I switched the music off, found my.