Ashley tugged his member through the leg holes in her bottom and pressed it against her pussy lips. If George had had any doubts about the direction t...is night was going to take, they were now completely dissipated. George was certainly excited by what Ashley seemed intent on doing but he also knew, even if she did not, that while sexual play in a pool was great fun, penetration could actually be quite painful. He urged her arms once again around his neck, gripped her butt in his hands and. He goes upstairs, and i am confused. He is a gorgeous specimen of a man, but he is too nice, and i can't figure out why this bothers me. Nervousness gives way to confusion. And then i realize that the problem isn't that he is nice – it’s that he is not Dominant. Not at all. i sense no Power coming from him. And i don't understand. i am loathe to admit i am just a little disappointed. i wait there a little while, and i hear a sound from the top of the stairs. and i am shocked at what i see.. Give her the bottle... See?" Ah... I see." Go." Now?" Yes... Go!"Tomas walked down to the basement and I grabbed my sandwich and a drink and ran upstairs to enjoy the show while I ate my dinner.I sat down at the video monitor and turned it on. Winter was sitting on the futon painting her nails and had the TV on. Tomas walked in, said something and then walked over to the TV. It was turned up loud enough so I that couldn't make out what they were saying.He bent down, pretending to look behind. We were assigned to a dorm room that had almost a score of other female orphans, all in their early teens and some even as young as single digit tender years.The main dining room was a converted auditorium with long tables being served by other orphans dressed all in black like a flock of ravens fluttering about but never quite landing in one spot for too long.We were both introduced to the concept of corporal punishment embodied in the head mistresses closet of special spanking toys. It wasn’t.