It’s about the pain and reaching one’s sub-space. It’s not whether the sub deserves to be punished whatsoever. It’s something they want and ne...d. I would never think of handing out punishment to anyone that didn’t want it at some level. If one does not enjoy it then it’s just corporal punishment or assault. Does that make any sense?” “Yes, it does, now that you put it in that light. It makes perfect sense. So, Stephanie likes to be punished?” “Yes, she does. She won’t ask for it, not directly. I just wonder why Jack left his dirty boots on the floor. He doesn't make you clean and polish them does he?”I started feeling really uncomfortable all over again at the way this was going. “Yeah, I saw them too. I'll yell at him tonight. He can be so irresponsible sometimes.”“Well I'm just glad he doesn't make you polish them. His boots are so big it must take quite a while to get them done right.”“Yeah, they are. I think he wears a size thirteen so they're pretty huge.”“Odd,” he says. “The. "He met up with the marshal and they made their way back to Rachel's place to get some of her delicious biscuits. The young marshal trainee Billy was looking a little the worse for wear after an all-night bout with the preacher's wife in the privacy of his locked bedroom. The preacher was still asleep because it was his habit to sleep late in the morning.Brett knew Rachel's rear-end was prime territory and wondered if the young boy was adventurous enough to go "Round the World" with the. Settling into our sl**ping bags Cody moved close to me, in the darkness his lips sought me out his hands slipped into my sl**ping bag and pulled off my underwear, the polite boy from Colorado stopped asking and started taking what he wanted. This night Cody seemed to be a different man, so far I had always been the aggressor but as he crawled on top of me with his throbbing boner barred into my stomach it was obvious my role was about to change. His hands sought out my virgin ass and for the.