”“Why would I need her when I have my own private cam girl?” He tugged on her spandex slightly so they were digging into her crotch. “Did you ...see what she had inside her though?”“The cucumber or the plug?” Paula gasped while trying not to moan or scream. Mr. Peters reached into his pocket and pulled out something small and black. It looked a little like a large candied ring pop but Paula knew what it was. “You’re going to put that in my butt?” she breathed out deeply.“Do you want me to?” he. I was a little surprised that as Claire talked me through the five guys she was chatting with – it was pretty clear that Claire was already much more interested in one guy than in the other four.The guy in question was called Jason and was thirty-three-years old, six-ft, five-inches tall and was the classic ‘bad-boy’ type. He was heavily muscled and ripped and was heavily ‘inked’ with tattoos covering most of his chest and back – with some tattoos even on his face.When I expressed surprise to. . back to the story!I pulled out tweezers and got one out and put it in his ear it stung him one by one I did it till he told me where the stuff was I thanked and shot him.I got in my car and my bodyguard drove, my men were getting the stuff.while I was thinking I hearddaddy?yes sweetheart?can we see man of steel in the theater?well I don't know why not?hey r.i.p I said, that was my personel bodyguard we were friendsyeah boss?take me and my daughter to regal cinemas get tickets popcorn and a. “What the hell was that?”He didn't answer me, he just smacked me again with whatever was in his hand.“Oww! Oh God, that really hurts!” Anthony still didn't answer me. He hit me one more time before telling me that it was my hair brush.He kissed me once on the lips before returning to whip my bottom with my hair brush. “Count,” he said. “I want you to count aloud how my times I spank you.”“Okay!” He waited a few seconds before hitting me. “1,” I yelped. The next couple came in quick succession..