"You look really good. I?m surprised. I thought youwould look like a guy in drag, but you look like afifties girl, just maybe a little bit on the tall...side," she complimented.Well, maybe it wouldn?t be so bad after all. PerhapsMistress had just sent Julie to check on me. She wascertainly being sympathetic."Nancy did ask me a favor, though. You see thatfemale police officer down the street? I?m supposedto ask her for a handcuff key. Then you?re to comewith me."Crap--here come the complications, I. "Aaahhhh... Ouchh.....aaarrgggggggg..."My body began flailing around, my legs kicked out and my arms trying to reach my bottom to both offer some form of protection and beg for a notion of mercy."What's the fucking matter? Can't handle a little spanking from your smaller sister you fucking bitch?!"Even with the pain my body was enduring I sensed a snicker in her voice, as if teasing me over my current situation.She grabbed my right hand and pressed it firmly in my lower back while. That was awesome guys, thank you. Can we do that every day please?”Both guys laughed and their faces told me that they didn’t know if I was serious or not.I just sat there for another minute or so as the guys got on with their workout. Getting up I went over to the exercise bike and saw that someone had lowered the seat so I raised it again.“You won’t reach the pedals with the seat up there.” Harry said.I turned to look at him, smiled and climbed on, making sure that my purple antenna was bent. HARDER!" Weston said in a very stern voice. Ana responded by smacking over and over again, harder each time, louder.She knew He had to be able to hear it now, smacking, writhing on the bed, moaningas the pain was forgotten, just this incredible urge to cum overtaking her,crying out as each smack hurt, but felt so good. "I can't hear you again, Ana. If I can't hear you, you will start all overagain. Is this what you want?" He asked. "NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Sir," Ana cried. She smacked her pussy harder,.