"Well, ass wipe, what's going to be?"Carl slowly said, "I, I think, I need to be punished more!" I know you need to be punished more! I want to hear y...u beg like alittle sissy girl to be punished, say it now you little twat!" Mrs.Monet said.Carl began very meekly to beg in a quivering girly sissy voice. "Please,spank my panty covered ass sissy, I want some much to disciplined andlearn how to be a real sissy!" He continued, "oh, please."Mrs. Monet proceeds to spank her effeminate and sissified. For weeks both Rachael and the Queen enjoyed the beauty of lesbian sex, and in the middle of the night Rachael would leave the Queens bed and wonder nakedly down the passageway to the King, in his bed he ravaged her, she responded by having multiple orgasms and she would smile at the King as he grunted and groaned as he orgasmed himself leaving his seed within Rachael, some nights the King would not be able to become erect so Rachael would take the royal penis and suck it until it did, most. Lon was a nice looking person and very distinguished. We were on his schedule so we could do whatever he wanted. We arrived at the airport at one thirty and I rode in the limo with him to the hotel.I called the university after reaching my room and asked if Carlie Thompson was enrolled. I got two people by that name and called the first one and it was not she so I called the second."Hello!" Hi, is this Carlie Thompson from Denton?" Yes, who is this?" One of your long lost friends, Jay." I. Please, Mr Sunderland? Oh, please.’ He chuckled to himself, feeling his cock strain in his pants again. He knew she’d be this submissive. Just the type he likes. ‘Please what Claire, eh?’ This time, feeling a little more confident, she looked up into his big dark eyes. The swimming pool blue had suddenly turned to a stormy grey. ‘Please, Mr Sunderland. Please, punish me. I shouldn’t have fucked Scott in your studio… Please?’ Her begging finally satisfied Mr S. He gently took her hand and.