I may be a high school senior and my bottom a watermelon pinkish red as I could see from the mirror on the door behind me. Aunt Kim really was mad and... she spanked me across my Fruit of the Looms with her hard hand. I was so embarrassed being spanked by my twenty-something attractive aunt, yet she had failed to make me react to my spanking. Not one childish squeal had been uttered from my mouth, nor one tear adorned my face. Allowing herself a slight smirk of a smile of false teenage pride.. I’m grateful there isn't snow on the ground though; at least we waited until that was gone. Each of my wrists are cuffed, and stretched out connected to a tree on either side of me. My arms are taut, with no room to pull them closer, I can just barely wiggle my fingers. I’m pulled up high enough that I can just barely reach the ground with my toes. I’m right where he wants me to be. That’s completely trapped, and at his will. The wind picks up slightly again, blowing through my hair, and. It was not what she was doing exactly. There seemed to be liquid around her mouth that had not come from her tongue. It was not unpleasant, a lot more pleasant than the tase of most men’s cocks, but was strangely, well, feminine. It was a silly thought, she knew, but it was the reason what she was doing was not itself turning her on. But her nakedness, the intimacy with another person and the darkness under the table that made it all feel dreamlike, all combined to make her more erotically. Benni stared at his toes as he continued to sit with his back against the wall. "You want information from me. What do you have to trade?" Is everything business to you?"Benni felt like Nagala lecturing him for a moment. "In the Temperdis, information is a valuable commodity that can be traded like for like or bought for slugs. I don't need slugs here so you had better have information that I need."The commander nodded. "I have information you want. We have a deal?" We haven't sealed the.