. I could not react in utter panic.She grabbed me by the hand and pulled me over closer to the dreaded desk... again I started to whimper and tremble ...in fear. Pointing to the cane hanging beside the blackboard, she asked me if I want it to feel it again; I say no and this time begged for not to be castigated.She asked me why I would think that I was going to be punished. She asked me if I have done something that deserved such treatment. Not knowing what to think or say I just shook my head,. "How do you see it happening? You just going to bring someone home, or do I dress up like a slut and go out and get somebody? You going to be in the closet, or just walking around the bed watching?" I told her that I didn't know, I hadn't thought about it past imagining it."She gave me a half grin and said, "I suppose I could go and ask Meg how to go about it, but she would probably want to watch too." From the way the conversation was going I thought that she just might do it and then she. " He heard the sharpening stop. He heard the clicking of the heels walk toward him. Tears rolled down his cheeks. "Please don't. I'll give you anything. Please don't kill me. Please. Please don't kill my family," he pleaded. He felt a hand grab his face firmly, then pull away, and then another firm slap. He was sobbing. Scared out of his mind he sat there in his underwear on a kitchen chair that he was tied to. "This is not how I'm supposed to check out and meet my maker," he. She had also decided to shave her pussy as she decided she liked it better that way and hadn’t had any complaints.“I’m a little different now till the last time you saw me like this though,” she said calmly. Anyway I need to get a shower before the hot water runs off. Nice to see you again though sis, you’re looking good!”Hayley then winked at her sister and made her way up to the bathroom. The feeling between Emily’s legs had intensified and she slid her hand down the front of her skinny.