Mywife said that maybe now I wouldn't try to make any demands about photosbeing shared, and that I would not forget my humble status.Tanya suggested, ...I have some items among my samples that would drive homethat message even more."To demonstrate, she held up a black rubber paddle. I swallowed withdifficulty, suddenly less concerned with those pictures than with whatmight be happening next. Tanya slapped the paddle against her open handand gave me a wicked smirk. I shivered and moaned. A hard punch went into his gut taking his breath away. He was knocked down and tried to get back up. She slapped him again knocking him down. Samantha laughed watching him stumble comically…trying to put his fist up, in a way to show he never threw a punch in his life."You crying you little wimp" Samantha Said "Stay down" Listen..now back off before you get hurt" Who (slap slap slap) do you think you were talking (slap slap slap) to (slap slap) you little shit"She pulled off his shirt ripping. She moved over and straddled Isabella, who had pushed her chair away from the table. Isabella turned and smiled to me "this is my first lap dance!" I smiled and watched the two as they smiled at each other and Jazmine seductively moved across Isabella's body. As the music played in the background Jazmine started to become more sensual as she began deeply grinding her pelvis across Isabella's thighs. I watched Isabella's eyes start to close softly and her lips purse outward as she became more. "Brand, you have to let me go, so you can rinse off" suggested Bitsy. Brand carefully set Bitsy on the table next to the tub and rinsed off quickly, shiver as the now cold water washed over him. He kept grinning at her the whole time he was getting dressed.Suddenly he frowned "no more shapeshifting for you brat, we don't know what it might do to the babies." Bitsy frowned and nodded she hadn't thought of that. "But Brand, that means we can't" he didnt let her finish, walking over to her, he.