.."SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK!!"…you will be spanked every night. No being tired or not feeling like it or not being in the mood. Do you hear me, Porti...a?"SPANK SMACK SMACK SPANK STING STING STING STING STING!!“yes....yes, Liam......e...every night.”Sob.“Good girl!" He said brightly. "Stand up baby.”I stood. Even more challenging to do this with any degree of grace or dignity than laying down in the first place. Perhaps lying with a red bottom isn't the best place to start from if dignity is the. “I never thought I’d have feelings like that with another man.”“So have you and...” he begins, leaving the unspoken part out.“No, though I wanted to, but my mother wouldn’t allow that, especially after she learned of this,” she says, holding up her furry paws. “This is a result of my uncle, but I wanted it. I asked for it. Since then, she has kind of shunned me for it.”“I think it’s pretty hot,” Mr. Thomas offers. “It makes you unique.”She cracks a smile at him. “Enough about my crap family. “Not to Cynthia. Not to Kyle. No one.” “Okay, okay, I promise.” Katie took a breath, held it, and exhaled. “I watched the Master Boratus video again.” “Tonight?” asked Brenda. “No.” Why did that feel not quite true? “The night we watched it.” Brenda giggled. “And are you a good girl now?” The words went through her, more powerfully than she expected. Much stronger than when Brenda had said them that first night. “I … uh … what?” “One of the phrases in the video,” Brenda said. “Good girl. Are. So I stood and went to my room. And she said she had some work and went to her house. Later I again started thinking of her and masturbated twice and suddenly she called my name and I was in hurry and immediately put my shorts on and went. She called me for lunch and I went. All the time during lunch I was watching her navel, boobs. And I even touched her boobs once while eating. She did not respond. Talking this as green signal after we finished she was at kitchen cleaning the dishes. I.