If you lose count, you’ll have to start from one again. Is that clear?”“Yes, Mistress,” she whispered between sobs.Then she felt the paddle ag...ain. “One, thank you Mistress, May I have another?” she cried.The next one hit her opposite cheek, “two, thank you Mistress, May I have another?”Then the first cheek again, “three, thank you Mistress, may I have another?”It went like this and she did not lose count for all forty hits with the paddles, and they were not light hits either. Her little ass. ” I whispered. Her head nodded as she laid her cheek against the top of my chest. Katey sighed against me and I could feel the contentment she was radiating. “It’s so good to feel close to you again. It’s been too long.” Even when the music stopped we danced for a few seconds, not wanting to lose whatever connection we had rekindled. It was impossible though, so much of my family to say goodbye to, my sister to see off and all of the general “caught-up-ness” that happens when. "Not yet my little slut angel", you hear, "we're not nearly finished yet". The footsteps recede behind you and you hear shuffling, then they come back. you feel something soft at your pussy and push towards it, only to have it pulled back. "Relax" he says. You do. The object comes back and you realize its a dildo of some sort as the tapered tip pushes into you gradually getting wider. He pushes it in and out a little before withdrawing it completely. then its pushing against your ass.You try to. ." she said looking up at him. "I don't want you to stay. I'll be alright with Maggie." And me," Pete murmured."And me," Sam concurred.Maggie's head shot up. "But you can't ... either of you! There's no room." We'll manage," Pete said quietly."I am staying with you Sarah," Sam told her. "Don't fight me on this because you will lose."Sarah's shoulders fell in defeat. "Whatever Sam!" She refused to meet his eyes, just feeling too tired to fight him."Oh joy..." Maggie sighed, "Two men, with no.