Each pink or red discoloration of his pale buttocks provedher dominance, and each imprint of her dainty hand upon his squirmingbottom demonstrated her...superiority.After having delivered the two dozen slaps across his ass with her palm,Daphne, ordering her subject to remain in place, took a paddle in hand,and delivered twice this number of strokes, hard and fast, to hisquivering buttocks. The man would writhe and twist, moan and groan, andbegin to plead for mercy by the time she neared the. Then we weregoing to raise our children together. I wanted one of my sons to be justlike his Aunt Sarah, and you wanted one of your daughters to be a greathusband to a man like you. "Sally paused, for even with knowing the newly confirmed memory was goingto be ruin, she wanted it to be perfect for just one moment to Sarah;well, at least as perfect as a known horror story could be. "Go on,Sally, who opened the door? Please tell me who opened the door." You know who." Please, Sally, just tell. " They laughed.Larissa shrugged and smiled. "Ok, you've sold me. I'll give it a try." Trust me," Amanda reassured her, "You'll have better luck than youmight think." More than you could know, Amanda thought to herself.When she probed Todd's mind, she learned that he had a fetish forpantyhose. He loved to look at pantyhose pictures on the Internet andjack off to them. He would sometimes take his mother's and youngersister's discarded pantyhose and wrap them around his cock while he wasflogging. The question was raised at the dinner table one evening. James almost choked on the salad he was eating. He stared at his wife, dumbfounded. Sheila looked at him coldly, and told him they couldn’t afford another brat in this economy. Even though she was worth millions due to her father’s wealth and he was the primary breadwinner for the family. James looked his wife in the eye, and uttered the word no for the first time in ages. Sheila’s eyes widened in surprise. Rising from her seat, she told.