I really wanted to turn on the spot and race out of the house, but a part of me was fascinated by the crazy idea that someone would strike my tender t...ts with a wooden spoon. I trembled a bit, but I could already feel my juices start to flow again. Bridget’s eyes sparkled, and the first swat came as a total surprise, a soft, smacking sound announcing the sharp pain that shot through my left boob a second later. Another smack sounded, and my right boob started to hurt too. She was true to her. “I’ll have obedience from you …… WHIP ………becky.” .”…………bend tighter, I want a full bottomed cheekswell……….WHIPWHIP………. you chubby bottomed little tease………….” … WHIP………. WHIP……two more stinging reminders, delivered down low, across the fatter cheekswell of becky’s bottom lobes…. ” we have all afternoon becky, no interruptions…” … WHIP!!!……….. WHIP!!!. …….”.when I am finished with you…we’ll have an obedience test…becky..”.. WHIP!!!………… WHIP!!! Again and again I whipped her plump teenage backside. . it’s my last play in this game of ours. By the way, son, the Marriott is nearly skin tight, except for the skin itself.”“What play?” Jenn asked. “What game?” I asked.“We needed to give the auditorium an official name with the city,” my dad said breaking into a great big smile. “It will be ‘The Mansion!’”I got a huge hug from Jenn then also from mom. I saw Jenn smooshing against my dad, giving him a tight hug. He actually gave her a peck on the lips.“So, does that mean the hotel could become. Mr. Gentry slid behind me and began to rub my rump while his prick tickled the outside of my cunt. I never thought I’d be fucking this out of shape, older man when I first started working for him. I couldn’t stand the anticipation of him slipping his little dick into my pussy and fucking me from behind. I wanted more cocks in me than just his, but I pretended he was the only person in the world in that moment. I looked over my shoulder and smiled at him to reassure him. He slapped my face and.