Mind you she NEVER called or texted me before. She told me she hated her, and shes not a good girlfriend and i could do better blah blah blah. She end...ed up asking me to meet her at a park that is pretty much the halfway marker from my house to her house. I agreed, thinking that she just needed someone to talk to for a while and cool off. Boy was i wrong.I got to the park first. I sat there and waited for about 15 minutes, thinking she bailed on me, or it was a test from christina to see if i. 'No, no, no,' said Boz. 'Make him crawl round the living-room on his stomach. Then turn him over and drag him back to where he is now.''Fucking great,' I said to myself.'What was that, boy?' asked Boz.'Nothing, sir,' I whimpered. 'Crawling, dragging; it's all fine with me, sir.''You have no say in the matter, turd,' said Neil, as he kicked me in the side. 'Your arse is ours now, so button your lip and start crawling.'I was kicked several more times as Neil 'encouraged' me to crawl round the. Brown hair and brown eyes. About 5'4" and larger around than the two young girls that I just talked to. She was a sexy 36C/D and a 38/40 ass. A little thick around the middle but still sexy and very fuckable. She was wearing a navy, biker type zip front scrub top and matching pants.I sat in a chair and talked to her, I also looked in her eyes while talking. I was fairly used to the loss of focus and just relaxed, not trying to fight for clear vison. She moved closer around the table talking to. .what are we going to do with you…’ He traced his hand down the seam of her stocking, and his touch sent a wave of goosebumps rippling across her skin. A hot thrill ran from her leg to her pussy. ‘Eight what?’ Smack! ‘Eight spanks for a naughty little tease. Did you really think you could get away with it?’ Isabelle groaned. Yes...yes, I did… ‘Get away with...what, Sir?’ Smack! She jerked, a shot of pain soaring from her backside. Isabelle felt dreamy. Despite the pain she.