I jumped from my horse and ran to her side. I was afraid that she had been shot by the bandits; but that was not the case. I led the buckboard to the ...earby stream and tied the horse where it could drink and graze.I picked the woman from the buckboard and lay her on the ground by the stream. She woke up after a few minutes and I gave her a drink of water. I asked her, again, how she was feeling and she started crying. This time I figured out that it was in relief. I held her hand until she. As soon as Tara was naked, Pam ordered Tara to lie down on the blanket. While Pam eyeballed Tara’s pure beauty, she glanced over to me and said, “You! Take my uniform off – now! That’s an order - punk!” 'Punk? I’ll give her punk,' I thought. I grabbed Pam when she wasn’t looking, laid one big ‘fuck-me kiss’ on her seductive lips, and then I began to disrobe her. First, I took her shiny black leather boots off, followed by her black leather belt. Standing face to face, I unbuttoned Pam’s police. So I kind of waited a sec and I decided to take a peek in the crack that the door was open. I could see in and I guess I must have caught her at the wrong time because she was on the toilet! I must say this wasn’t exactly a turn off for me so I didn’t exactly turn away I kept watching. It was kind of cute seeing her not knowing that I was watching. She did her business and then got undressed to take a shower. As she got undressed I enjoyed seeing her nice body, she had a great body. Nice round. “Princess, get on the chaise knees on the seat and arms on the side. You will get twenty swats with the belt and then ten with the cane. You will count each and every one then tell me 'thank you sir, may I have another?'" He reads this in a book; I never had to count before. The finding while doing research was that counting and having to remember to say something keeps the punished from going in to subspace, and they most likely will remember the spanking all the more. It works, the last.