Its purpose was to determine guilt and mete out punishment for certain individuals. The other individuals are unimportant for my purposes here tonight..., but one individual, who is sitting with us, seems a little slow on the uptake on a particular subject.”Morales’ face was red, but he sat rigid in his seat and said nothing while the General grinned and continued.“I have sent word, perhaps a bit obtusely, because frankly, I didn’t want to admit having made an uh, unfortunate miscalculation... And. I do so love to keep my score even....I come back around and put my 6 inch spike heels up in front of his face. "You know what you must do worm, you know it, now DO IT!" I yell as I crack the paddle down next to him. He kisses and licks my shoes fawning and cringing and looks slightly up at me. "No, worm, you don't deserve to look at me, and especially not to look at my body, I saw you imagining my pussy with my clothes off, and that won't do!" I bark out as I bring the smaller paddle across. .She: aaj raat terrace pe…Me : okkkMein raat ka beshabri se wait kar raha tha 10 bjte hi mein perfume wagaira laga kar terrace pe chala gaya..Karib 25 min bad wo dono ayyii sapna capri or tshirt mein to or sanjana bomb lag rahi thi sorts and spaghetti mein..Maine aatw hi sapna ko baahon mein le liya or jor jor sr uske honth chusne laga sanjana hume gor se dekh rahi thi…Mein sapna k kaan mein puchha kya wo ready hai..She : haan..Fir maine dheere dheere sapna ke boobs dabane laga or wo moan karne. He picked the bra up by a single shoulder strap. It hung from his fingers, such a light garmet, so clever, so complicated. Lacy bits here, silky bits there, straps and clasps and adjusters. So totally alien compared to his boring male underwear. He put an arm through one shoulder strap, then the other, drawing the cups to his chest. And he fastened the clasp behind his back.He closed his eyes. The bra felt good on him. So feminine. So close-fitting. So perfect. With his eyes still closed, he.