”Aimee heard him make the call and he told her, “All is ready for you to pick up.”With my help they got ready and if I must say so myself, they ...were dressed to kill. Look out you wimpy navy seals, here they come.When they were ready to leave, I made the call to let the seal commander know, “They have one stop to make to pick up an order, and then they will be on their way. Give them about 2 ½ hours.”As I finished the call, Aimee heard me say, “If you want to keep Sophia, you better keep her. Ruth carrying a cardboard box, I thought this is the last woman in the fucking world I want to see right now. I reluctantly hid my beer and invited her in and tried to hide my foul mood and be of good cheer. Hopefully she'd get the fuck out quickly. She had actually brought me all this food that was left over from a fish fry at church that night. I felt a little ashamed but still wanted her to leave. Instead she sat down and started chit chatting, shit I thought. This went on for a while and. Slowly, obediently, I bend at the waist, arch my back and stick out my bare bottom. I try to be graceful and dignified in this most undignified position. My face is red with shame and my bottom feels like it's been stung by a swarm of bees. My husband Nicky is behind me whipping a cherry switch back and forth in the air...swish, swish, swish. "Husband," I love that word; my darling husband Nicky.Swish...THWACK "FUCK!"...the whippy switch bites low on my tender bottom, right at the top of my. “So what did you tell him Aryn?” Wren asked.“I told him that you were here to be punished, but it’s only for an hour each.”My heart was racing and my pussy was dripping with the anticipation. “You really want me to go and get in those Stocks and have my backside stuck out like that?” Wren asked.“You’re not going to tell me that you’ve gone back to being your old self are you Wren?” “No, but you do realise that those young men are at least fingering that girl don’t you?”“And is that a problem.