I felt his erection pushing against my belly as he laid another dozen swats over my ass and upper thighs. “Please Daddy! I’m sorry, I won’t do ...it again,” I begged and pleaded through my blubbering wails.“You fucking better not! What a dirty little slut you are cuming on your Daddy’s fingers.”He lifted me off his lap and positioned me on my knees bent over the edge of the tub with my ass in the air. He rubbed and caressed my firm cheeks and applied some aloe gel to my sore skin. “Your skin. "Oh come on Mike; I was just ribbing you earlier, we can still be friends and get a drink can't we?" she smiled genuinely at him.Mike smiled back, but he was thinking to himself how much he would like to fuck her. He slipped his hand inside the pocket of his jacket and fingered the small bottle. It contained Rohypnol or Roofies as it was called on the street. This was not the Pantyhose Rapist's MO; he had never drugged a woman before, but it was an idea he'd been playing with for a while now.. I know I'm torturing you with my attention and not saying anything but I know by your reaction and breathing that your enjoying my little bit of torture.After getting your t-shirt off your standing before me wearing nothing but your boxers. I take you by the hand and lead you to the bathroom and as you walk in you see the Jacuzzi, as I stand you in front of itI finally take off your boxers and say my first words "please get in". As you settle into the hot swirling water facing me, I lean over. ‘I mean to say, I have noticed that your body, at the moment of what I understand Jenny Frog refers to as “La Crise,” tends to arch like Robin Hood’s bow and a sort of strange trembling passes through you. Your language, normally so refined, tends to assume more the nature of that spoken by my sister.’ ‘Cassaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaandra,’ I said. ‘The same. She lack’s refinement. I have often wondered how it can be that two siblings such as ourselves can be so different. To say she is sexually active.