' That's probably a good maxim here. If he's happy and Connie thinks Penny can be properly prepped then why should we worry?"Freddie considered her wo...ds. The furrows on his forehead seemed to say, "This isn't fair, there's been a cock-up and someone deserves a bollocking but I can't quite see who it should be." Instead he turned to Connie. "Can he be prepped?"Harry and Rick, sensing that Freddie was going to take Elly's advice, breathed a little easier.Connie leant forward. "No reason why. I didn't mind a hand spanking but the belt was always a punishment and rarely did I get aroused from it. Gradually the beltings became more frequent, so much so, that he left the rope ties in place on the chair all the time, and he pointed them out to visitors. I probably would still be suffering it had he not thrashed me with that sodden cane in front of his mates. And that time I hadn't even done anything wrong. He just wanted to show off. Wanted his mates to know what a macho man he was and. Chelsea became more aware of her senses, but still not wanting to wake up. Through her shorts she could feel something very hard up against her backside, a throbbing, almost thumping between the cheeks of her ass.She decided to snuggle closer against the thumping, and then she felt his arms pull her closer against her.His hand began to play with her nipples, first teasing them through the tank top, and then sliding underneath her shirt, cupping and squeezing her breasts, circling and flicking. She went to the fridge and found a bottle of orange juice, which she took out. She took a seat next to Amy at the other bar stool."Amy," Sam began, "I'm not happy right now. I don't even have a ... darn... (she wanted to say 'damn'), brush for my hair or any other grooming items. I'm wearing a dress that I have worn for several days and it probably stinks. You have totally uprooted my life and I have no idea what you have planned for me in the future. So don't try to be bright and bubbly. I.