He yelled at her that only bad little g*rls play with their private parts as He brought the belt down on her backside for the first of what was more t...an 40 lashes of the belt. because her D*d was as drunk as He was most of the blows did not land on her ass like she expected but struck her between the legs on her private parts. by the time he was through spanking her she was a quivering mess, tears streaming from her eyes and her sobbing uncontrolable. He then pushed her off is lap and told her. .. "I bought them, with my own money,and I always wash my own clothes, so... " What name do you use then?" Pam...Pamela," I said, "why?" Regardless of whatever you might think, I always knew about yourdressing up, I just wasn't sure how you looked. Now I know." With asigh... "Your father doesn't know what to do about this, but he made itclear last night that he wants to talk to you about this, and I'mthinking that it would be better if you were to become Pamela for thattalk. That way he can see. "Is that not so, Master Belan?" Yes, Sire." "And where do your loyalties lie?" To whoever can pay me enough so that I can support my family, Sire." Did you help breed Devon's warhorses?" Tember asked excitedly."My father is the one who brought the training techniques here," Lena said proudly. Meylin slapped her good hand for speaking out of turn."Is that true?" Lerot asked."Yes, Sire. My family has breed horses for generations. The technique has been passed down from father to son for as long. "I don't know why I bought that dress." I pointed to my shoulders. "I'm too broad across the shoulders." "Don't be silly. Let me see it on you." Pat suggested. I didn't relish taking my robe off in front of her but, turning my back to her, I did. She handed me the dress. She had already unzipped the back zipper. I stepped into it and pulled it up over my slender hips and waist. Pat zipped it for me. I looked at myself in the mirror as Pat looked me over. "Oh, it looks perfect. Your shoulders.