I stood up and wrapped one arm around her feet. Before she knew what was happening, I grabbed her wadded panties and stripped them totally off her, wh...ile avoiding her half-hearted kicking and twisting. I sat down beside her. “Open your legs for me Elaine.” I ordered“N-no. I-I can’t. I won’t!”“Smack!!” another slap to her ass quickly brought her defiance to an end and she opened her legs a bit.“Wider!” I commanded and another smack convinced her legs to open nicely. Two fingers now slipped deep. She took the dildo and slowly inserted it up her dirt hole. It was a tight squeeze but she managed to get five inches in without too much discomfort. But this dildo was only the width of a finger, not nearly the size of Billy’s meat! At least she got the feeling of something in her ass and it was not all bad! Phoebe practiced with bigger dildos over the weeks and thought she was ready for the real thing. “Just relax” she said to herself over and over. “If you tense up, it will certainly hurt.”. Definitely, her flaring micro.“I’m not sure I truly understood “short-waisted” before seeing how much of her total height is in her legs, even compared with Gigi, who is taller overall. Ask her to wear sheer off-black opera-length hose or crotchless pantyhose, and when she gets here, the highest stilettoes that both of you can wear. That sound right?“Absolutely, Howard. That’s the kind of stimulation that I want. I’ll call her. While we wait, want some beer? I want it for two things: the amount. “I think you should punish me.” What had I just done, I thought. She stared at me for about thirty seconds without speaking then said, “Go to the library and wait for me.” Without another word she turned and left the room. I waited in the library for what felt like ages before she appeared but it was likely only ten minutes. In her right hand was hairbrush with a long handle and a surface about seven inches long by three inches wide. Looking me up and down she uttered a single word, “Strip.” .