"Your pleasure will come at my direction this time, when and how I direct." His hand once again found its mark, alternating between the sharp smacks o... a tormentor and the soothing caress of a lover. She could feel herself reacting to his touch. Finding the feeling that she had longed for.Someone to make the decisions, to lead the way.The spanking stopped abruptly, she shuddered as his touch left her. There was a pause that was filled with the promise of things to come, if she could only bring. I must flee.I need a drink.I stand uncertainly on shaking legs; my body turned away from the pool, away from my audience, away from the prying eyes that II can feel burning into the thin skin that contains my trembling flesh. Using my hair as a shield and my sunglasses as an invisibility cloak I step away from my sun lounger. I keep my eyes fixed on some distant point way beyond the immediacy of my surroundings and force one sodden thigh to cross its compatriot as I make my tottering escape.Did. As she dried herself, the strap finally popped completely in two and spilled her breast from the cup. She tried to reattach it, failed, and tore the remainder from her body in frustration.Frank's comprehension managed to trigger at this point when he saw the bra thrown to the floor and noticed the broken strap. "What happened to your bra, Amanda?"Amanda's blush deepened. "Nothing," she said simply."Nothing? Are you sure?" Yes, I'm sure!"Frank grew puzzled as he looked at the soaked, limp. "I guess we'll have to find out. Slut, you look pretty ridiculous in your short shorts and tight shirt, take them off," he ordered."Yes sir." I took off my shirt first and showed off my smaller frame. Being very conscientious of my small cock, I hesitated to take off my shorts. Rick didn't hesitate though, he grabbed me by the shoulders and pushed me down to the bed."When I tell you to do something, you do it immediately. If you can't follow our rules, you should leave now."I was still a little.