He continued slapping my bottom. Hard and fast, again and again. Then he stopped. I was glad to have to hood on. At least they couldn’t see my face ...nd watch my reactions. I hadn't made a sound so far, fought the pain and glad to get a break. He poured more oil over my skin, and again massaged and rubbed my bottom, but not long enough for the oil to penetrate. Then he started slapping my ass again, and this time, my skin was on fire, sending wave after wave over my hole body. He worked slower. "I’LL GO SHOWER!" My hand rained down on your ass with greater vigor until my palm was stinging. “UNCLE!” you yelled at last, and at the safe word, the spanking immediately stopped. You lay limp and perfectly still across my lap as I lightly caressed your wounded cheeks. My other hand stroked your hair."And will you stop being a brat, at least until we get through breakfast, sub?" Yes, Sir! Thank you, Sir!” After a slight pause, you added, “Might Master be so kind as to lick my hot slutty cunt. I was pleased to see him start to follow me into the pool, I wanted to seduce a clean, sweet-smelling man, not a grimy, stinky one. I know some people prefer it otherwise, but not me. A dirty mind in a clean body, that’s my motto. When I got waist-deep I began to wash. I soaped and rinsed my face and then laved my pits, working the lather into my tee shirt. Next I started working on my shorts, taking extra time with the huckleberry stain. Hopeless. Behind me Evan was watching circumspectly, but. I'll wait for you in front of the house.“ You leave and I do as I'm told. When I leave the house I see you there standing in front of an impressive mobile home and I can't really believe it. „Looks like you like what I've prepared for our trip.“ All I can do is nod while I worry about how we'll get along with this huge vehicle and like you´ re able to read thoughts you say to me „Don't worry my sissy. I'll handle it, I'm used to play with huge toys.“ You see the look in my eyes and come closer.