It wasn't as if some magical force held her in place. If that were the case, she could fight against it, straining her muscles, pushing against the ma...gical barriers. If she had been affected by some paralyzing poison, she could try to focus; to push her will into her limbs to try to spur them to action. But in her current situation, she simply had no control. Her muscles remained relaxed and docile, her back muscles kept her body erect, as did the necessary muscles in her arms and legs. But. ” “Please do, Emma. Mrs Denver told me to practice on a cushion.” “Heck no, Mum. You can do some trial strokes on me. That will get you to know how hard to cane me a lot quicker.” Elizabeth nodded to herself. That told her what she needed to know. Her daughter did enjoy being caned, and that her groaning during her caning really was an orgasm. At the other end of the telephone Emma was aroused by the prospect of the cane. She said, “Actually, Mum, Miss Bentner offered to sign my letter if you. Kissing every inch of her body along the way. i finally reached her pussy and started licking her outer lips. i slipped a finger into her pussy and started finger fucking her while i ate her out. my tounge would go up towards her clit and then i would move it back down. making sure that i didnt touch it. after what seemed like hours of eating her out she was squirming around on my bed. i slowly pushed my tounge up and licked her clit. her body instently started shuttering as she had her. And the truth is, even before I took him in hand, I always won when Rick and I argued. It had been a theme since our early days. Rick used to joke about it before things got chilly between us. I can assure you he doesn't joke about it anymore. You know how this story goes, so I'll spare you too many details. It's an understatement to say Rick was hesitant when I suggested our marriage should be based on female (my) authority. I showed him a few articles that discussed how a female-led,.