“Do you know why you are being punished?” I ask. Smack.“Two! Yes, master. I know,” she says.“Tell me, little one.” My hand stinging from t...e strikes. Smack.“Three. I was misbehaving.”Smack.“How?”“Four.” She moans, wriggling in my lap. “I was playing without permission.”“Playing? With what?”“With my pussy!” She braces herself.Smack!“With what?!” I ask again.“Five!” She winces. “With Master’s pussy.”“That’s right. Kitten needs to ask for Master’s permission before she touches HIS pussy. You. He would lose his job... in fact he would probably be thrown out ofthe North Pole all together. He would most likely have to go back tocobbling..."Fuck that..."He had very little time, and his mind was racing with ways that he mightfix this problem. The 899 could be written off as someone who simply didnot fully appreciate the gift, but a second 899 would link the twotogether. The only way out of this for Kip was to make sure that ChrisPowell loved the gift he received more than life itself. He. I had my mother tell me this when I was a horny young girl. She told my brothers too. As far as I know, the times we ignored that advice that it didn’t end up well. No children in this family want to be spanked by any of the swordsmiths, at any age,” she told me. “That girl I sent up to use the bathroom in the house came down barely able to walk. It isn’t the first time I have seen a tourist girl, or boy for that matter, come staggering out from the back. I was prepared to discuss a way in. Abbie’s hands move to Tim’s hard balls, already filled so full with semen. She massages them to make the fluids churn some, pulling on Tim’s balls a little to stretch his ball sacks. Tim moans with pleasure feeling this. Abbie’s talents are amazing, Tim thinks as he feels his cock trembling from her touch and tongue. It doesn’t take much of this before Tim feels himself close to shooting his load. Abbie moves her tongue to run up and down, pressing on the vein on the back of his cock. Her.