She spread her long hair around herself as she leaned back. Loosening the flap of material between her legs, she bared her genitals. Boy ran her han... down the center of her chest, watching as her the pupils in her eyes dilated. Her face was flushed and her lips soft from biting and licking at them. Was this how he saw her? Is this what she looked like when he touched her? Was she pretty to him? Looking at her reflection in the mirror in front of her, she focused her gaze on the area between. “Can you (hic) meet me (sob) at Wal-Mart?”“Be there in a minute.” So saying, I threw on my pants (it's my home if I want to go around without pants on when I’m the only one awake then damn it I will…) and shoes, grabbed my car keys and sped off down the road.After meeting up with Nichole in the McDonald’s in the Wal-Mart and calming her down a little she told me her story.After a shift at work she had come home to find all the lights out. Not altogether out of the norm because her mother often. Brandon stood up, and his mother took his place on the couch. “In this family,” Eddie began, “We believe in corporal punishment, that involves usually the whole family, but especially me and Bridget. We are very involved and hands on with the punishments.” Bridget undid Brandon’s pants from behind, and pulled them down, he stepped out of them. “Margot?” Bridget called for their 16 year old daughter.“Yes ma’am?” she arrived at the entrance of the hallway.“Bring me some ginger root, I believe its. In her mind she fanaticized it was David taking off her suit as she slowly undid the top ties and let it fall and then cupping her breast, cupping each and then holding the nipples between fingers and rolling and pinching. AH, she moaned a little and then her hands moved down to the waist band and pushed it down lower and lower, watching herself in the mirror. The suit was on the floor and she stood looking in the mirror and thinking and then she touched her belly and let he hand move slowly.