Trying to fight his way out of the nightmare he heard Zara's voice calling to him, he cried out "run Zara run away, I won't let him hurt you too, hide...Zara" once again he threw Leander away from him with a shout of rage, he had to get to Zara. DeClan sat bolt upright, his chest heaving, a look of horror on his face, rubbing his hands across his face, he took deep gulping breaths, leaping out of the bed DeClan cried out "NO!" as he knelt by Zara, his tiny dragoness, "Zara ohhhhhh Zara what are. "He caressed her smooth back and rubbed his belly gently across hers. "Okay; we won't worry about that now. We've still got a party with Uncle Brad tonight after dinner."She kissed him, running her tongue quickly into his mouth. "Yeah, and I'll sure miss that big, hard prick when he leaves. You'll have to fuck Beth and me more, to make up for it." I'll sure try," he promised, and they went upstairs to the bath, to get ready.But they had started something, and Eddie was just soaping himself in. After driving behind her car for about half an hour we ended up at a house in an unfamiliar neighborhood by the lake, with a long arching driveway. The place was old but remodeled, with a great yard, such a fitting home for a conservative, the relative unfriendliness begetting some measure of isolation coupling the old with the new. Once inside we fed the dog, felt each other's body and fell on the bed kissing. It was a damn good night. With all the drinking done I had forgotten my promise to. The number of strokes had not been mentioned but Simon had intended to give her nine, enough to make her know that she had had a caning but nothing too severe.Simon did not take the multi-second gaps in between strokes that Mandy tended to do so from the first CRACK to the ninth CRACK did not take too long but during the process, Mandy's buttocks obviously acquired a number of red lines and her reaction to each stroke got louder and louder.By the time that Simon had delivered stroke number nine.