" Here the speaker stopped in a fit of coughs, and had to take a sip from a flask he pulled from within his cloak. After hacking out a gob of spittle ...into a silk handkerchief, and wiping his mouth daintily with a corner, he resumed reading."Having chosen as his bride, her Royal Highness, Princess Erin Pen Dragon, his most noble born niece, Prince Mordrant will now proclaim her as his bride and the Royal wedding will commence forthwith." Another fit of coughing overtook him as he shuffled back. He was so humiliated being spanked by his own belt and the force of Mr McAdams arm leaning on his back holding his hands left him unable to move. He eventually mumbled out;“One” “One what boy?” was his answer“One Sir” Brandon replied “Two sir”….. SMACK….. “Three sir”…. Leading up to “Ten sir” “That’s half way boy” Tom said smugly “And my wrist is starting to hurt don’t you think you should be more thankful boy?”“Yes sir! Thank you for teaching me this valuable lesson Mr McAdams sir. Can I. He made sure he didn't snag it and ruin the perfection of it.When he'd pulled it snug up to her thigh, she rose, leaving him kneeling. He swore he could feel the heat of her sex and smell the perfume of her arousal. He began in the front and kissed her thigh just above the stocking. After a few soft touches with his lips, he pulled the garter and clipped it to the stocking.Moving to her hip, he repeated the process, kissing her skin longer before drawing back and shutting the silver clip over. I stop his hand before he brings another berry to my mouth and take it from him. Pressing it to my lips and biting into it as I move closer to him. Our faces so close as I run the berry and my lips along his. I feel him part his mouth and I place the berry between his lips, passionately we share the berry. Swallowing what we can and engaging in the most tender kiss we both have ever experienced. My hands moving forward to cup his cheeks gently as our tongues touch and melt together. My eyes.