His nails were leaving long marks on my skin and I was thoroughly enjoying the pain and pleasure of him doing it. He spanked me a few times but then a...ked me to pick a number between one and 50, I said seven so he spanked me seven times. He then said pick a number between one and 200. Now I had cottoned on to the rules I knew what to say so this time it was 24 and I got paddled with his hand 24 times.He then added an intensity level of 1 - 3, one being soft and gentle and 3 being a good hard. " I fainted.When I woke up, she and Amy were sitting there, smiling. "Hey sis, relax. I bet they hurt and itch, too." I nodded, ashamed. Amy handed me a jar of ointment. "This will help a lot. Especially if you use it regularly. And wear only really soft clothes against your boobs. Regular T-shirts will rub them raw. That I understood. She suggested I get several plain girl's tank tops, and wear them under my regular clothes. When I said they'd show, they pointed out they looked just like a. They arrived at the coast to find a chilly easterly wind blowing in off the sea, but the sun was bright, the sandy beach occupied by a good many Londoners also on day trips — the lucky ones were staying for a week or more. Tom showed his Aunt's address, written in his father's spidery hand on a piece of crumpled paper, to the driver of the chara, and asked if he knew where it was. He was directed to the south of the town, where elegant housing, looking out to sea from the cliff top, provided. I keep blushing I don’t know why, you aren’t saying anything and I am not usually the blushing type. Maybe because when I looked into your eyes I felt like you were eating me alive, or at least sucking and playing with my breasts in your mind, and your wanting to devourer me was coming across load and clear. “What?” I finally say. “I am just taking in and enjoying the view.” you comment. “I take it you are enjoying what you see?” I ask? All you do is smile and go back to gazing.