.. Sir. I want to be spanked." Then you have to ask for it. And don't be shy."Jay took a deep breath. His mind was full of mixed feelings. "I real...ywant to be spanked, Sir. I..." He exhaled. "I'm a naughty sissy anddeserve it. That's why I want it. So I can learn not to try toinfluence my..." He used the next word automatically. "... Master. Andmy Mistress. Master Robert and Mistress Astrid. Please spank yourmisbehaving sissy and teach him a lesson." That's more like it." Robert. I tightened my grip and started spreading her legs. With Sara on her back I now had an unobstructed view of her pussy. I paused for a second; hypnotized by that oozing, gaping hole, that still seemed to be full of last night’s cum. Open like that another aroma hit me. Strong and not unlike a chlorinated swimming pool. I took a deep breath and dove in. My weight now on top of Sara while still holding on to her ankles, spreading them apart as far as I could. With that one single push I buried my. She was walking away with a couple of hand-made stuffed toys to add to her collection. ‘Julia!’ I shouted. She waved a free hand and started towards me. ‘What is it, Tom?’ she asked. ‘I thought I’d try The Magic Flute stand, but it’s only for couples.’ Julia looked at me. ‘Are we a couple, Tom?’ That was a serious question needing an answer. I hesitated slightly. ‘Yes.’ I said emphatically. ‘I want us to be a couple.’ Julia kissed me on the cheek. ‘Then we are. I’ll just leave these with Mrs. Raspberry," I said. "I made it myself." Shelooked at me incredulously. Her astonishment grew as she examined my workmore carefully. Upon completion she said, "You couldn't have." Now I was getting a bitannoyed. I assured her that I had indeed designed and constructed the boxall by myself. "Forgive me Joan. It's just so perfect. Would you make onefor me? I'll pay you for it," she said sincerely. "Mrs. Raspberry it would be my pleasure," I told her feeling very proudof myself at the moment. Darla.