Their quarter back couldn't take his eyes off me and dropped the ball. One of our boys got it and ran toward our goal. A couple of their guys had not ...seen my cunt ran after him and got the tackle. They let me down and I stood up allowing my cunt to be covered. Then I thought, Oh My God, what if mom and dad saw that.We did well the rest of the game. Of course, I kept the other team interested in my cunt. I showed it as much as I dared and Mistress Pam made sure I was letting them all get a good. He wants a lap dance. Was this part of the deal? I slowly turned, and squatted down in his lap. I felt him at last, and I gently rubbed my butt against him. Shit. I could feel the lump in his pants with no problem.“Rub me, baby,” he said. “Rub against me.”I did that, asking myself why I was following his orders so docilely. I was doing everything he asked. What if he asked me to fuck him? What would I do then? Shit, I told myself, have a little self-respect. Don’t let him boss you around so.But. My new garment was a green and white gingham checked suit that wouldhardly have been of any use for athletic swimming. It basically lookedlike a very short dress with a pleated skirt and little matching pantiesbelow. It had formed cups for my breasts, which didn't quite fill themup, and two halter straps that were meant to be tied in a bow behind theneck. I stepped into the suit and tucked myself back the way I knewEllen preferred, but could only get the zipper a part of the way up. SoI. ..?" Pete shook his head, "No, Linda. I want you to go to bed. We need to finish your punishment in the morning, and you need to sleep in the meantime." Linda looked crestfallen, but nodded and said, "I understand." She turned around and walked back towards the girls' room. Pete shut his door and went to bed himself. -- Pete's alarm woke him up at 8 AM. He dressed casually and then went to the closet and retrieved the Delrin cane and his belt. He took those downstairs to the living room and.