" My dear wife. Mentes, friend of my father, this is she."Mentes sat at his right hand in a chair only slightly smaller. He was old and weathered, wit...h a trimmed gray beard and many scars. He was stocky, but even in his long, rich tunic, I could sense his strength. He spoke, his voice deep and resonant."Indeed young prince. She is all you promised."Then he spoke to me."Donjeta, I'm told you have a beautiful voice. Would you sing for us?" Yes, dear friend of this house." Good. Perhaps my fine. I rolled on to my back and saw that a lot of older men and collage k**s had arrived, I sat up and rubbed some sun tan oil on my legs, tummy and boobs, my husband kept pointing out that an older man kept watching me and he had to adjust himself a few times, I started to keep an eye on him and tease him a bit, I spared my legs a bit wider than normal so he had a good look at my pussy he was enjoying the view, hubby jokingly said remember that time we were here and you took that one guy in the. Do you have anything to say before I thrash you?" said a very convincingly stern Geraldine."No, Miss, " Judith said weakly but she almost came in her bottle green knickers when Geraldine slashed the cane through the air making it whistle. Several females had made those knickers sticky with their cum, Geraldine included."You will receive six strokes over your knickers and six on your bare bottom; bend over the desk," instructed Geraldine.Judith took a deep breath and bent over the desk,. They delighted in finding ways to humiliate him. And thenthey made him walk down an imaginary runway, wearing stockings and highheels turning this way and that way, posing just right to show off thelingerie he was wearing. They took pictures of him.It was all too much, there was nothing he could do to hide his swollencock. The silky stockings, the soft fabrics, to oh-so femininelingerie betrayed him every time. They knew all about it now. Theyknew he wet his panties with cum when he got.