He pats her neck. “Please, Mr. Bailey, I just want to get dressed.” I feel tears welling up in my eyes, knowing just how stupid I have been to all...ow my sexual urges to get in the way of my common sense. I try desperately to cover myself with my arms, but now that he is standing so close, I realize it is futile. I quickly drop one arm to cover my pussy with my hand, but in doing so reveal my breasts. “There’s no need to get dressed yet, Sarah. I’d really like to watch you some more, if you don’t. I understand if you want to take the girls and go away for a while, and I can guarantee that the Child Welfare Department will not be raising any objections. I’m also sure that your lawyer can get the custody order varied, certainly until the court cases are dealt with. You should get full custody if you want it, the only thing is that you may be called upon to give evidence, so we would have to know where you are. Before you come to any decision, I want to tell you one thing Both girls grinned. However, her caning had a long way to go. Her backside was covered in red welts but while sore was not cut and the abused flesh could easily take fifty more, carefully aimed, timed extra strokes. The quizmaster aiming the whippy rattan so the whole of her cute bottom was red but not raw. He grinned as he portrayed in his mind the discomfort she would be feeling while sitting seemingly snug on a painful and still stinging bottom while being shagged revoltingly by her canine lovers.Whack! . ”“Stacie,” I protested. “It just feels…”“Awkward? Out of control?” she interrupted. Her index finger moved in a circle in front of her face. “I still have 20 minutes Candace. Now turn. Slowly.”I conceded without words. I reached up to take my long brunette hair in my hands and held it on top of my head with my elbows out. I began to turn. I could feel her eyes taking in my nearly naked body. My ample firm tits were fully exposed. My tiny red thong barely covered my pussy in front, and did.