I let out a supple moan. “Quite, Mine. I didn’t give you permission during lesson to make any noise. Very important you don't say anything at all ...hile I am suspending you lest you're hurt. Understood?” He asks patiently. “Sir, yes Sir.” I respond.So, I'm rigged up now, hanging in mid air about 5 feet off the ground at mouth to crotch level with Daddy. He likes suspending us higher he says, because of his height and the fact that he can raise and lower us at his will. But when he does lower us,. They got red in a hurry, and he finally stopped stinging them. My nipples stood up straight and true, and I was even more turned on. I could feel the juices trickling down my thighs. Off we went again, and I continued to feel the sting of leather on my ass cheeks and my pussy lips.We reached the footbridge, which was about the halfway point, when my uncle demanded that I stop once again. He discovered that his riding crop was all wet from slapping my aroused pussy. This wouldn’t do, he. Except for hostess Sherry’s “Heyyyy, Paul!” it was business as usual. Hours had gone by and I had avoided Eric, the bartender there, the whole time. Then I heard him say, “Paul” and hold up a glass of Coke. I said thank you and took a sip. It was a Rum and Coke! I looked up at him and he smiled, I smiled back.Feeling more comfortable, feeling things were sort of normal, I felt at ease. At the end of my shift, I sat in my car in the back parking lot hoping to maybe meet up with Sherry and. I started sucking her lower lips, then upper lips, and then pushed my tongue into her mouth. She kissed me frantically.Continuing from the above moment. I broke the kiss, she opened her lust-filled eyes. Oh good heavens! I pushed the strand of hair that was dangling in front of her glass behind her ears. I slowly ran my finger, touching the soft skin behind her ears, and moved slowly down towards her neck.My fingers moving over her feathery skin created a tingling sensation in Jyoti. I moved my.