He went over to the bag of ice and took it into the kitchen. He set it in the sink and I could hear him open it He returned and stood behind me. "I br...ught you a little present. Some ice. To reduce the swelling from the spanking I had planned. Aren't I a thoughtful Master?" He asked me and started painting my ass cheeks with the ice. "Yes, Sir," I replied. "But since you decided to disobey me..." Here he raised his hand high in the air and brought it down very hard on my ass. I moaned at the. A powerful incentive to pass by the team sports, if you ask me. Even if I had been a pretty good volleyball player.I reached for the gown, but I guess Kara had been watching closer than I thought."Undies, too, Tracy!"Damn damn damn. I could just feel that I was about to lose it. I took a step closer to my wall, hoping I could use the jeans for cover, and slid the briefs carefully down my legs.Splat!Ooops. One of the several panty liners I'd stuffed in my crotch had come loose and fallen flat on. Think, think... Coming up with not a single brilliant plan, Captain Turner decided to follow his gut. He turned on his heels and jumped down the stairs three at a time, running like hell to the crowd of pirates below. James quickly made it to Marisol, and he grabbed her by the arm to whisper to her: "Play along." He then backed up about four paces, and wildly looked over his shoulder at the eight marines now coming down the stairs. "Help!!", James shouted, but only loud enough to hear in. I just stared at her. She looked at my straining erection for a moment, and then up at me.“Mom.” I didn’t know what to say. “I didn’t mean to interrupt you,” she said, calm and motherly.She didn’t say anything else, she just stood there watching me. Her eyes went back down to my crotch, as if she was expecting me to resume masturbating. After a few moments of silence, she glanced back up at me.“Well?” she said. “Aren’t you going to finish?”She was playing with me, punishing me perhaps. I.