Every evening I did it with myself in the plastic pants and sometimes several times. If possible, I also put on the plastic pants under my clothing du...ing the day. That felt horny. The plastic pants also had a certain odor and got excited. Only later did I realize that those odors could be remnants of sperm or urine. I did not realize at the time that this could be the beginning of a permanent sexual need to get ready in the plastic pants. That this was the start to my sexual life with plastic. Miss" Oh yes everyone's sorry AFTERWARDS arnt they!!" Replied Miss turncliffeshe reached for the Vaseline and began smearing it over Sarah's ass inserting a finger Sarah squealed "Please... Please.. I'll be good" I know you will"She pressed a hand onto Sarah's back pinning her chest down over the bench and with her other hand she reached for Sarah's hockey stick "Because if your not good, your punishments will continue "She pressed the handle end of the stick against her ass and started to. Good idea ...” “We’ll hang them up inverted, thighs pulled wide.” “Excellent,” agreed Tavia. She was very glad she and Miralda were getting on so well. “Afterwards,” went on Miralda, “we’ll cane them on their tits.” “Another lovely idea,” smiled Tavia. “Let’s hang them up first. We can get Leo to help us with that. Then we can choose the rods.” Still hanging from the wall, Karena and Zena were weeping incessantly. They knew their old world was at an end and a new one, of unimaginable pain and. They were a couple in their mid 40’s had a single daughter of 16 years old. They lived in a modest house in the suburbs. The advance team would be there to secure the premises and allow us to enter after they had perceivably gone to bed. We arrived at 8:00pm and cased the home and neighborhood. As usual Mr K had a meticulous plan put together and as the jobs of the past it looked almost flawless. We waited patiently a block away, had some refreshments and talked in a most calm way. It seemed to.