Arabella felt her heart begin to beat faster. Every second he stared at her, she could feel the sexual tension rise within her. She wasn't sure what i...t was, but his stare was very seductive; she was feeling more and more uncomfortable until he finally spoke."So, how old are you?" Fifteen," she replied, finally sipping her tea. It hadn't been until now that she noticed that he didn't have an Italian accent. It was American like her own. He took a large bite out of the bread and nodded looking. I said I might try it out. As Mrs. Cater was walking me to the door, her husband came home. “Hey, Debbie”, said the man in the police uniform as he walked through the door, eyeing me.“Hey, baby” she said as she kissed him hello, “I’d like you to meet Rob. He’s going to be taking care of Max while we’re gone.”“Nice to meet you, Rob” Mr. Carter said as he reached to shake my hand. “My name’s Kevin and if Max likes you, then you’re alright with me.”“Nice to meet you, too, Mr. Carter” I said,. I’m on my stomach on the bed, hands tied behind my back, feet tied together soles up. He walks out of the room. He comes back in with a bandanna and shoves it into my mouth. “You’re gonna need it.” Then there’s a long pause, followed by a sharp pain and a loud pop as he whacks my bare sole with a metal-studded leather paddle. “Mpph!” I say almost uncontrollably. Then he whacks my other sole. “Uhhmmph!” Then both soles quickly so fast my feet were on fire! “Mmmwwuuaaaw!” I moaned. Then my clitty. She said sure, as she got up to help. Jeff could not help but notice that she was wearing a skirt. Well when she got up she spread her knees just enough to notice, she had a bear pussy. That caused another reaction to his groin area but he remembered the day before those tight shorts just were not going to work on the job.So today, he wore a pair that were not quite so revealing. She got down on her knees and grabbed the wrench to hand it to him bending at the waist to do so. That made it worse.