“You bastard! That hurt” she yelped as she grabbed her bottom.“Language, young lady” said Mr Bunn as she settled again and stood still rubbing... her cheeks.“Touch your toes.”“But, Mr…”“Bend over and touch your toes!”Hannah assumed the traditional position and a single stroke was delivered diagonally across her cheeks.She stood.Mr Bunn flexed his cane.“Harry, trousers and pants down and over the desk.”The very attractive young man faced the desk and lowered his trousers. His pants came down and he. My butt is barely on the altar but not enough to make it uncomfortable.The guards leave as a servant approaches. I wonder what she is going to do, but then I realize she is unlocking the belt on my waist. She unfastens the belt and looks at the King and Queen. The King nods, and then the servant removes the object inside of my pussy. As she touches my pussy I feel my body tingle and grow more excited and I can feel my juices flow onto the table and down. She then removes the object inside of my. "just stay calm," I said to myself actnaturally she won't stay long. Picking up the cups I walked back to theconservatory and went in, Amanda was sitting on the settee her briefcaseby her feet, I handed her the cup and sat on the opposite settee puttingthe hot cup on a coaster I sat down being sure to cross my legs in a ladylike manner. "George not here then," she asked sipping her coffee and looking around."No out in the fields," I said thinking how daft a question that was he'sa farmer for. Silently bowing her shoulders further back, she forces her breasts to jaunt upward above her arching torso. Her stomach hollowing under her protruding ribcage, her abs rippling as her bellybutton flexes with each breathe, she allows her head to tilt back, her long ponytail dangling as she awaits the crop, her silent choice clear, the next lashing across her globular mounds.Giving a nod toward the Dom, seeing her appreciative expression returned as she obviously realizes the obedience of such a.