Jessica seemed to know exactly what to do as did all of the others and soon she was bent over the kneeling chair with her bare backside sticking out i...n anticipation of her punishment. Sue saw she was crying but it didn't seem like she was ashamed but was more in a frenzy of anticipation waiting for the first blow of the paddle.After about a half-dozen hard swings, Sue saw Jessica's behind with a mottled red tone and several white circles where the paddle had not made contact. Since this. The bedroom door opened and my head turned towards it. I felt the smile spread across my face as two girls bounded in. "Hi Sarah, did you have a good time last night?" Yes, it was not a bad evening." I listened in to the conversation feeling like an interloper, someone that should not be in the inner sanctum of the girl's bedroom. The talking between them seemed to radiate into me, piercing me filling me with intimate details of their lives. I felt the twin girls, Sandra and Emily who my body. The tentacles seemed to move in crude approximation of the legs and body of a horse moving. With the pressure of the stone underneath her, the tentacles seemed to have some kind of mechanical advantage and their stimulation was strengthened. The movement seemed to be designed to use pressure from the saddle underneath. She rolled a little with the motion. Her tights were not all that different from horseback riding breeches. She started to indulge a mental fantasy that she was a naughty young. .. that... it... I... mean, well...y'know..." I stammered, and that was about the most intelligent thing Iwas able to spit out.Kate laughed softly. "I think you broke his brain."Stacey replied to Kate, but looked only at me. "Maybe. And I think youmight be right about several things."She stalked closer, standing just overtop me, her large breasts justinches from my face, as she leaned down. "So, are you getting this forme then?"I just nodded, still not able to form words, or many coherent.