“Show your sister your red bottom.” Makaela turned around and gently puckered her ass out for me to see. Those plump cheeks were scarlet and brui...sed. “Don’t think you’re going to get off so easily for cursing at me.” I looked at Makaela who was bawling like a baby. I guess she deserved it for calling mommy a bitch. Stepmom went in a drawer and showed me an item. “This honey is called a rosebud buttplug. Not only will your sister’s bottom stay on fire, she will have to put up with this. You smile coyly up at me knowing you are going to be needing that little helper soon.You watch as i start to strip in front of you.I can feel your eyes running over my hard athletic body caressing every ripple on my stomach. I can see your nipples get erect as your mouth blows me kisses. I can smell your honeyed musky scent floating up from your pussy. I am now naked and I sit down in the other chair. You look at me,appreciating the care I give my body-I fix the straps on my feet and my right. She just saw the hem of Lucy’s rather short dress and would have loved her to have been as naked as she was, but, equally, wanting to experience the submissiveness of a naughty college girl, she was happy being the one naked and following instructions on the basis that she had no right to object. Then, she felt the cane being rubbed from side to side across her bottom, looked again at Lucy’s upside-down legs and saw her muscles tense so she realised that was how the girl being caned would be. ‘I’m from Connecticut, right next door.’ ‘We’re practically neighbors.’ A moment later, he shook violently and groaned. ‘Some water, please,’ he croaked, turning to face me, but not seeing my face. ‘Sure,’ I said to him as I looked into my backpack for my canteen. I held it to his lips and cradled his head in my arms. He gulped and it seemed like I was feeding a bottle to a baby. ‘Thank you, Dawn.’ He nestled his head in my lap and I reached for his hand to hold it. ‘Try to get some sleep,.