All over the country there were gangs running things, there were no big cities or towns left just small village’s run by friends of the dictator. In...one part of the country a village of 60 people had been raided by a gang of teenagers but unbeknown to the raiders the village chief had been told of the raid in advance and had set traps catching 6 of the raiders with the rest either being killed or driven off. The morning after the raid the village chief called the villagers into the only barn in. ”He pulls the teen over his lap. She squeals with his first firm strike to her ass. She has to be playing it up, her shorts must have cushioned most of the blow.He gives her half a dozen good strikes. “Now young lady, I’m not sure this is a proper punishment.”“No daddy?” She says, trying to wiggle her cute ass.He slides one hand under her shorts, squeezing a delectable ass cheek. “Ooh! Daddy!” She squeals excited.“That’s right. Though this should help.” He says yanking her shorts down, baring. Write and talk to her old friends who she had missed. The people and the pages she didn’t realize back then, but who were actually a part of who she was.She was older, wiser and more mature than when she first joined and began talking to other members and writing stories. She had more experience and ideas were constantly whizzing through her mind.Ideas about all kinds of different sex, sex that she had had with other men and sex that she only ever dreamed about having with men and women. She. The thong, not normal attire for me, had me completely aroused feeling very exposed. I could swear the breeze coming through my dress was cooler on my pussy because of the… dampness… maybe? Mmmmm. I came out of it to just catch the last words of Shirley saying something about the Band. I mumbled uh huh and started to cut up the cake I looked up to watch him striding across the grass. God he was gorgeous in his tan pants and white shirt. He came up and greeted everyone flashing a flirtatious.