Sanne will be at my mercy and suffer as my sub by the hot hands of her best friend as my executioner. Sanne tells me in detail the tasty tools in her ...foxy folks' sex-box: dildo's, handcuffs, clips and whips.Sanne will be out, for another hour of swims with 'fierce' Flora, as on second day and so very often.Sanne offers us thus an hour for reflection of which tools Flora shall use for how many corrections.Sanne is gone. I count how often she offended us by lack of respect, obedience or proper. .. there really was something about seeing a film on the big screen, wasn't there? And Meghan's points about the theater being mostly empty were valid ones, weren't they? She thought so. It was a good case of reasoning. It also wasn't the truth and Jo knew it.The truth was she wanted to spend time with Meghan. She would have been equally happy to spend three hours of an evening alone with Ken. In the two months since she'd learned that the Pattersons were an actual mutually loving couple, Jo. My hand blurred into movement and without warning smacked her across the face with a resounding crack. She let out a muffled cry as I whispered angrily "what! You don't remember how you dumped me! How you booted me out of your life! How you broke my heart!" her cheek was beet red now and more tears poured from her eyes. As she sobbed quietly, I made an effort to control my anger. I did so but as it left, my lust came back stronger then ever. My hips involenterly twitched forward, driving my. Gene called back, "what are we going to do with her?"Holly replied, "blindfold her and leave her." Blindfold? Why?" The less she knows about where we go from here ... the better for everyone, including her."Gene nodded and tried to smile at the girl. The resulting smirk certainly did nothing to help the frightened teen calm down.Anna drew everyone but Wistin onto the deck and shouted over the racing engines and pounding spray, "This might get a bit rough, but we're going to punch the boat up.