I went to investigate but decided against it because of the dreadful odour, choosing instead to follow my father into the kitchen. Being several steps...behind my father proved, on this occasion, to be somewhat fortuitous when I saw a huge hairy looking man step from the shadows, kitchen knife in hand looking as though he wanted to murder my father."Before the man had a chance to do anything I pulled the rubber truncheon from the bag, quickly smashed down on his wrist, followed that with a right. The tight net surrounded him, closing in on both sides. A crude pulley system lifted his cocooned body into the air and suspended him between two large trees.'FUCK!!! Should've known!'Luis wrestled with the thick weave of ropes for a few minutes, but it was pointless. They were way too strong to pull apart. He had no knife. The top was cinched closed by his own weight and he couldn't reach it anyway. There was no one around and there was no telling when whoever set the damn thing would be back. He hands her the paddle to hold, for now. Just seeing it in her hands before her eyes, she wonders how it will feel. So far Donald has only hand spanked her. This will be a new dimension.Without speaking at all at first, Donald’s hand comes down and spanks her right cheek, then her left cheek. It is only when her bottom begins to burn and turn rosy that he says anything.“Emma, you must learn to follow directions and the timetables that you are given. Otherwise, you will find yourself in. .. words. If I thought erection gave me an image of his ... his ... cock ... the talk about cock-teasing or prick-teasing. He's talking about getting all excited, about "a guy" getting excited. It's just my unnatural mind thinking about getting him that excited. About what he'd be like if someone, say, me, got him all hard and desperate for release.When he tells me that he does masturbate when mom doesn't want to have sex I'm having even more trouble articulating my defence."I ... uuuh ... see.