I suppose it was instinct that made me push towards him, and moistened by my stream of pee, it slid a little further in. It began to hurt down there, ...but I didn't moan or complain, because daddy kissed me tenderly on the mouth, and I knew he was pleased with me. I ignored the intense pain as he pushed further into me, his mouth now open, and his tongued probing into my mouth. My bottom hurt, but I loved the way his tongue was licking all around the inside of my mouth, and he was pulling back to. “You’d be right, sir!” he exclaimed like a cheesy gameshow host. “But that would be only half the answer ... What you see before you is the album documenting and celebrating your mother and I’s first few wedding anniversaries.”“Oh, nice! ... Have I ever seen these pics before?”“Oh trust me when I say you’d DEFINITELY remember if you had,” he answered coyly. “Go on a take a hit of that bourbon, and then pass it to me.”I did, and when I handed him the bottle, he traded it for the photo album,. There was a swish and then a thwack as the cane bit in to Helen’s reddened bottom followed by a loud gasp from Helen. There were several gasps around the room as the red wheal slowly appeared across Helen’s bottom. The second cane stroke landed just below the first and the third quickly followed. Each time Helen gasped louder and louder; and her gasps were followed by gasps of wonderment from the crowd watching. Gasps of awe, Georgina registered. Georgina landed the fourth stroke slightly. She went on worse was to come as he released the left breast and the pain as the blood rushed into the now bruised areas, was horrific. His errection rising more with every grunt and moan that I made. He fetched a ruler, a plastic bendy k**s ruler and began beating the still tied right nipple with gusto, oh the pain, it was agony but we both knew it would be worse when he released that strap. He had me lay on the floor, then he mounted me and saying, “say when” he had me tell him when I wanted.