Stunned by Tom?s words and with nohope of escape, Catherine looked pleadingly toward Sean who remained flexingthe dreadful cane.?Please???no???I?m sor...y? she murmured,mortified by her capitulation. ?Maybe she should Tom, buts lets see ifMrs. Dixon would prefer just the eighteen by turning around and then remove herBra and thong?! So Catherine, trapped by a very simple ploySean had thought of earlier, had been given a simple choice. More strokes of the cane or remove the lastof her clothing. Of. I began to pull my cock in and out of her as far as I could without withdrawing completely making it feel as long as I could for her slowly speeding up with each stroke. Holding her ass still with both hands I began to fuck her harder as I cold feel a wave of pleasure building in me. My grip slowly began to slip with the sweat which was now covering us both. Readjusting my grip slightly I withdrew just a fraction too much and my cock popped out of her. Trying to get it in as quick as I could my. I wonder... The cop looked around the sunny pool deck then rushed to me and blew her whistle in my face. “Well, well. Looks like we have a loser here — beautiful, but still a loser. Strip, honey, then you get the cuffs.” All eyes were on me, thanks to that damn whistle. When I silently set my tits free, the cop tossed my top aside. I blushed a little as I slowly slid my suit bottom off and exposed my neat bush again. She tossed it away also. “Spread them, sweet tits.” She circled me and swirled. I felt my anus begin to open, my anal ring spreading and stretching over it. In an agony of sexual drive I lowered myself further, continuing to spread, not believing how far I was stretched. I reached down to feel how much had penetrated and couldn’t believe that I still had a ways to go before my ass would envelop the massive fist and it would be inside me. Further I stretched, any pain sublimated by my arousal and need. I opened more, stretched a little more, then……OH MMMYYYY GGGOOODDDDDDD.