There were no other amenities present. The group circled their wagons in a grove of trees on the east side of the Fort. They efficiently set camp. The... men and older children cared for the livestock, as the women were cooking the food. Jeanine and Hildegard both joined in. The women talked as they worked. The food was ready as the sun was setting. It had been a long day but the sunset was a real Bob Ross moment.The sleeping arrangements hadn't changed, so when the sun was set, everyone was ready. Mrs. Denver looked at the bare bottom sticking out at her and could see the bruising which she knew was from the hairbrush. This was one well spanked bottom, but one that needed to be thrashed some more. “Your Mother has asked I give you six strokes for lying, and that I will do.” Mrs. Howe kept staring at the seat of the chair wondering how she was going to cope with six more strokes. “Then there is the fact you lied to me Mrs. Howe.” Mrs. Howe took a sharp intake of breath. Surely not. Surely. I will." I will what?" I will try to pee for you." Try, you better pee, right here, standing right there. PEE, NOW, right where you are standing."She closed her eyes and pee started running down her legs. She must have been holding it for a while. It was making a big puddle on the floor. I reached down and rubbed her pussy while she was going."What a little slut you are, standing here, with a stranger rubbing your pussy, peeing all over yourself. All done? Feel better? Let's go." Wait, I need. Aunt started the car and drove slowly, opening her legs. She asked me to finger her gently on the way home. I obliged her. Her thighs were exposed and it was obvious what I was doing to her if anyone took the chance to look down into the car. Actually a couple of guys did just that and they were very amused. By the time we parked in the garage, Aunt was soaked. When we got off, it showed she had a wet spot on the back of her dress."I want to get fucked now," she said urgently as she bent over.