I looked up at the mirror, and saw a maid, dressed in a sensible serving-girl's uniform, grey with white trim, a full-length lacy white tea apron cove...ring my bodice and front. I could feel my breasts, I became very aware of the stockings hugging my legs, of the bra straps wrapped around my shoulders, my waist cinch, the sensible cotton woman's panties cupping my hardening penis...And as if they had a mind of their own, my hands brought the briefs up to my nose. Against my will, they pressed the. In between, Joey and I spoke on the phone a couple of times a week. I really enjoyed the time I spent with Joey and Sarah, it was a pleasant change of pace for me.Joey was unlike any young person I’d ever met. He was a very intelligent guy, but he had zero interest in college. He was very personable, but he did not socialize. He was computer savvy, but he did not participate in social media ... he did not tweet ... he did not use facebook. He had a cell phone (a relic with zero features) but he. "Say one." One," I said, quite muffled through the panties and the adhesive tape.Since I was counting, it was clear how many spanks there were. Thirty. Iguessed each woman took a turn and delivered ten each. A sighed a sighof relief when they stopped, since they were really hitting me hard.Judy had delivered the last ten, and they were particularly brutal. Shehad taken off her shoes, and with a whiplike motion she wallopped me withthe sole of her shoe.When they were done they all ran their. "Daniel tried to pull away from Becky's grip. "Let me go!" he demanded."I'm not wearing anything like that!"Sue grinned. Crossing the bedroom, she opened the top drawer, removing alacy lavender bra and matching panties. "What about these?"Daniel continued to pull against Becky's grip, twisting his hand back andforth as he tried to extricate himself. "Let me go!" he cried. "Let mego!"Ignoring his demands, Becky considered the underwear. "See if you canfind something a little frillier," she.