Her brown hair was just showing the startof gray and she had it twisted around the back of her head into someform of a bun. It made her look older th...an she really was and a bitsevere, but that might have been the intent. Her name tag said 'Ruth'.Her smile was friendly enough and Leslie's uniform did not seem toaffect her bearing when she said, "Hi. May I help you?" Is this all of your lady's wear? I was looking for something fancy." Yes. This is everything that we carry in our inventory. . Before the band finished i gave her another two slaps on her left leg, each time the band seemed to like what they saw.Once they were finished for the night and were packing up their gear, i went across to them and appologised for Susans bad behaviour. The lead singer said to me that Susan deserves to be punished for attempting to ruin their set.I agreed with her, and assured her that i would punish her as soon as i got home. One of the band said that they only had my word for that, and that. John had to throw his leg over hers to stop her kicking as he spanked her on and on for what seemed like forever to her. All she knew was the burning in her bottom and the potent arousal building between her legs. She tried to think of how she had earned this. Then the brush started landing on her thighs and her cry's reached a new pitch.Tears streamed down her face and pooled on the floor as she cried and shrieked. She was not aware when the spanking stopped, she only knew that it had. And now. ”“Who killed our owners?”“That would be me.” I said ... with my right hand up ... as if I was in court and swearing to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. And I was ... and pretty proud of it.“My hero!” that was from 29 women and girls.That might not be true ... was I noble of mind and purpose? No.Courageous? Not a bit ... I was scared pissless.Selflessness? Nope ... well maybe ... nope. I was in it to fuck with my brother’s head. I was positive ... I mean absolutely.