Jim slowly turned and looked at Sandra, with a very calm voice, he said, "If I was you, I would drop that paddle."He pinched Janet's nipple again, a b...it harder, and another squeak escaped from her throat.Sandra looked defiantly at Jim, but also knew that she had to obey him. She was sure that if she wouldn't comply with his demand, he would probably hurt Janet by pinching her nipple even harder. So, she lowered the paddle and let it fall into the boat. She just kept standing there and looking. She was actually having fun with this. But thenshe loved dominating him all the time. "Are you wet yet?" she asked asshe came back out and headed for her purse by the door."Yes!" Chad replied, although he wasn't sure if he was wet enough toshow."Show me your diaper!" Mel commanded.Chad actually started to reach to pull up the hem of his skirt, exceptthat he wasn't wearing a skirt. He wasn't wearing anything over hisdiaper at all. He walked over closer to her instead and tried tothrust his. My eyes were immediately drawn to the tuft of dark hair on my pussy."That needs some trimming." I thought. "Damn, I should have done it while I was in the shower."I dropped my robe to the floor, checking my underarms. Just wanted to be sure, although I had shaved them in the shower along with my legs. They looked fine. Turning my back a bit, I took a look at my rear-end. It was fine, no marks, no cellulite and plenty of shape. Boyfriends always came to appreciate my butt. My breasts would. " "Why don't you slap it?" I hesitated and then I slapped my cock, hard. The effect was electrifying; I felt the slap from my head to my toes. "That's it," Susan breathed into the darkness, "discipline that unruly cock." And then she said "I've got to control my nasty thoughts too" and I heard her slap herself. I slapped my cock again.. The sensation was doubled. "Susan," I said, "I'm going to have to slap my cock again and again, it wants to shoot come onto your face." "Go ahead and slap it" I.