However, I noticed something that sparked my temper. Sara had stapled each side of her bloomers. There were 5 gray staples on each side of her spankie.... “You ripped your spankies apart and put staples in them?” I growled. Sara remained silent. “Answer me!” I ordered. “Yes, Daddy,” she answered. “Yes, I did.” “I don't spend money on your cheerleader gear so you can ruin these clothes just to impress young men!” I snapped. I growled as I ripped the spankies right off of my stepdaughter's ass.. What I found out as shocking.I caught John countless times staring at my mother’s ass. Quite often he tried to brush her ass cheek while passing by. This one time John spanked my mother hard while he pretended to slip and fall. In the meantime, she was attracted to young muscular Wasim.I noticed that she was flirting with Wasim showing more skin while around him. Her pallu slipped very frequently as she bent down while exposing her chest to him. In response, Wasim used to give a simple smile. " Well, I'd rather be a kitty, but I guess a Teddy's okay, too." I'll try to turn you into a kitty next time," Kathy cackled and ran her fingers across the pretty brunette's nylon-covered thigh. She then speared a vegi-ravioli and fed it to little Kim who was chained to the table leg."Thank you, Miss Kathy," the black-eyed slave girl chewed gratefully."Mommy," Becky chirped, "can I take Kim to school for show-and-tell tomorrow?" We'll see, sweetheart. Do you think you're ready to share her with. The other guard stepped forward, but then backed off when the impaled girl stopped crying out. “It hurt for Allie, too,” the guard commented to the now sobbing girl.Allie, not Abbie, Jason noted for later. That had been the first schoolgirl he was forced to have sex with, a blonde.This brunette just sat there in his lap, crying, unmoving. Now Jason was feeling a bit sorry for her. He started to rub her back.“Hey, what’s your name?”She sniffled and turned her head. “Mary.”“Jason,” he offered.“I.