.. or do other things in. The headboard and four posts were made of heavy wood, and had intricate shapes and sculptures carved into them. And covering...the bed was a set of luxuriant, blood-red sheets made of smooth satin.The rest of the room seemed devoted only to the activities that might take place in the bed. The room was filled with sconces that each held a candle, giving the room an erotic glow that would highlight the curves of its inhabitants while also giving off an aroma that seemed to. Are you exploring anything in character?" I certainly am. On my cheerleading squad, I could only go so far in being sexy. If nothing else, sexy stripper lets me be who I might have imagined I was being if I were being honest. That's not quite right, because then, I had to fit into a role, including being a toy for the jocks rather than really appreciated. It is liberating for me to feel frankly, sexually admired." And we're going to give you that pleasure. Perhaps, though, it would be. Wishing that you would take over and play with them and suck, lick and smack my tits… You put the nipple clamps on them now..oh that hurts so good…later on you take them off and put some bengay on them..make them really burn like you know I like. “Why are you here today Cheryl, what am I gonna do to you?” you ask me sternly. “I am here to be punished today… “and what did I say I was gonna do to you?” “You said that you were gonna spank my ass, then punish my asshole. And just how am I. The third weal quickly followed as did the fourth. Each time Miss Watson cried out. Miss Watson felt the pain rush across her bottom as the cane bit into her but she was getting used to it. Somehow it was just as she had hoped. Very painful for sure but also erotic. As was the feeling of helplessness, the loss of control. It added to her erotic senses and while there weren’t any flutters in her pussy during the caning she was getting aroused. The fifth stroke drew a louder gasp and the sixth.