I knew it was going to be a bad beating and begged her not to do it. I promised never to masturbate again. My words fell on death ears. When she had m... bound sufficiently and gagged so that the neighbors wouldn't hear my screams for mercy, Jennifer began to paddle my bare bottom in earnest, hitting me hard and fast. Each strike of the wooden paddle took my breath away. I was crying after the first ten minutes. It didn't matter that the pain was too intense. There was no stopping my Mistress. And with that courage, loyalty, and strength of heart and mind... the group of heroes won against her legion of Husks. Their tale was being told far and wide, bards singing of them to the many that would listen. Not a single soul felt nervous whenever these people walked amongst them.The sorceress grew tired, scared even, of these that threatened her rule. So she sent more and more strength at them trying to lure out all of the darkest sides of them in hopes of defeating them. But all failed,. “See? You didn’t need trunks! Your boxers are fine.” She playfully splashed water at him. He laughed and reciprocated, and this continued for a short while. “You little minx!” Shouted Uncle Mike and lurched forward to grab her – laughingly she shrieked and bolted backwards, but he was too fast and caught her. The warmth of her body felt good to him and he clasped her close. “Still ticklish?” he asked, and his fingers began fluttering over her flanks and under her arms. The effect was electric –. Fuck.Later she found herself parked at the chapel again. As she got out of the car she looked up to see Brother Bob approaching her, his strong arms outstretched to greet her. She soon was in his arms and she loved the overpowering strength of this man. She felt so safe, so comfortable nestled in his arms, against his strong body. Once more if she knew what he had in mind for her she might have run... but perhaps not. After her wild night, who could tell what Linda might respond to.He invited.