For an oldlady, she sure could spank, and, in fact, she wasstarting to remember the switching she had once givena boy about Cynthia’s age who, s...e now believed,turned out to be the girl’s own father. SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!“You were a naughty girl at my school!”SMACK!SMACK!SMACK!“And you should have been paddled before this.”“Waaaahaaaaa Waaaahhhaaaa!!!” cried Cynthia, nowplotting various methods of suicide rather than endurethis public shame any. I hate those kind of surprises and don’t want to see any more,’’ I said.‘‘It is already under way,’’ he said.‘‘I think we know where they are headed with all their maneuvers. It also means they have another method of communication other than the General’s coded broadcast by Tiam - likely buried cables. There were no broadcasts from Tiam so you need to look for the connections where they all come together,’’ I said.‘‘I will put a specialist on it,’’ he said as he stood to leave.A call came in. I'm left unable to feel you. I can still taste you and I lick my wetlips. There is a numb pounding sensation in my anus. My knees hurt andthe circulation to my hands makes my fingers tingle. My cock... my cockfeels like a hot and hard rod, while the rest of me feels like putty. Ifeel so grateful, so dirty and used, I hope you are pleased with me.My hands are untied and my blindfold is pulled off me. I can see you,looking so lovely; you are smiling which makes me feel so good - I knowI have. She stopped massaging my nipple and patted her lap. I crawled over and placed my head in her lap. My arms wrapped around her calves and I held them like a teddy bear. She gently petted my head while she and Kelly continued their conversation. I was facing Kelly. I didn’t want her here. I didn’t want to face her but I didn’t have a choice. My wife had brought me to a new level of submission. Every time Kelly would look at me my eyes would turn to my wife’s lap. It was difficult look away, the.