He saw me glance at it."Just to remind you" he smiled "now get undressed, I want you wearingthat baby girl dress and in that cot now."I must have foll...wed his eyes and saw the most ludicrously humiliatingoutfit I have ever seen, on a hanger by the wardrobe."Noo," I babbled, my voice thin, "you, you can't make me wear that."I looked for a way past him. He grabbed me and in seconds he had me, weakas I was, over his knees as he sat on the chair by the dressing table."Nooo, nooo, please, let me go,. She then reaches back and slowly pulls her white cotton panties over her ass, baring it to her Daddy, her lover. He picks up her hairbrush, the wooden one with the flat oval back, and spanks her hard once. She cries out from the shock and pain of the blow. “I want to hear you count each stroke,” he says. “One.” “Louder.” “One!” “Better.” He continues her punishment, each blow harder than the previous one. By the time her count reaches ten, tears are falling freely down her cheeks, and she is. Lingering over the erect nipples, Alexandra leant forward and brushed her lips up Magda’s throat to breathe in her ear “There are scourges of stiffened, knotted leather, long bullwhips and flails tipped with steel hooks – razor sharp”. She closed her eyes, purring while Alexandra rubbed the whole flask of oil from the nape of her neck to the tips of her toes, rolling the yielding body over to knead her buttocks and crotch, making her inner thighs slippery with a mixture of oil and her own. I mentioned the woods and asked if Colin fancied a walk, using the excuse of a fuzzy head (from the cold I'd just got over). He remembered his line, we excused ourselves, and went and got the coats. My pussy was tingling slightly from the excitement and anticipation of what I had planned.Walking up the road we chatted about friends and family, caught up on the gossip, shared the news that we couldn't share in front of Terri's parents. It would never do for them to find out that most of our.