They could see that Sr.Bertha was concentrating totally on the naked bottom over her lap and that Amy's pleas were going unheard.Despite David's winci...g .he couldn't help but feel excited at the view before him,;a girl being spanked by a Nun. He felt his penis stiffen and glanced at Gill to see did she notice,Gill was staring at the spanking taking place and was subconsciously rubbing her bare bottom.Amy was screaming but Sr.Bertha was smiling and thoroughly enjoying delivering every slap.Amy. I also wore my boots he loves. I purposely left all of my wettness between my legs from the afternoon romp we had. I figured he might want an appetizer or dessert while we were out. We had dinner and drinks and listened to the music and it was nice being in public with him. We touched and kissed each other and whispered in each other's ears. But as the drinks continued, so did the desire. I felt him up under the table and he was good and hard. I decided he needed a feel too. So I slid. Fuck her husband, this whore is mine to do as I please. The technician moved closer to Kitty and smiled at her. He asked her if he could proceed. She nodded assent. He yanked her tit free of the corset and savagely twisted her nipple which was already hard as a rock. He was just deriving pleasure from her discomfort. Good man! He readied his tool and SNAP! The first stud was in place. Her huge bullet shaped nipple was ready for the chain I selected. SNAP! Her other full breast was now adorned. Yes, that was the type of life she used to have: her father was a lazy good-for-nothing piss artist, who drank away most of whatever money he could scrounge. No wonder she was on my case for coming home plastered.In my defence, however, I'm not a big drinker; which is why having perhaps a few pints over my, admittedly low, limit had had such a big effect on me. I tried reasoning:"Look, Love, you know it's not something I do very often: it was Jimmy Swain's daughter's first baby—you remember.