After a week or two passed, my mom and I were outside and so were Tammy and her mom Kim leaped over the fence, but couldn't take it anymore. She squirmed, clenching her buttocks and pressing into the pillows. I even got to the point of pretending that I was getting spanking. She was about 16 or 17, slightly bigger and more rounded than Jenny, but not overweight.
Perfection and Punishment
About two months ago Jessica's lover Simon had broken up with her. I could come downstairs whenever I wanted to. She sat down on the bed, and told me that it was getting late and that her parents and mine would be coming home soon. Her bottom blazed under the relentless onslaught as her cheeks turned a fiery red. I followed a still contrite, rather resigned Jess into the lounge.
Punished in the Forest - Spanking Scouts
It was a light tint of red. Jane then began the spanking again. Jessica wondered what she looked like, a girl wearing only a pair of sheer panties, standing in the corner amid the dark wood, books and the Persian carpet, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders. I finished and sat there staring at my bowl. In an instant she had pulled down Tammy's pants and I was looking at the prettiest girl in the world wearing just her underpants.
As she did so, the pleasure and excitement that had swirled deep down, burst to the surface through the pain, like a diver surfacing. Then we hug and she tells me that she's sorry, and I pull her panties back up for her, just like she did for me. Jenny merely pointed the strap at the couch and Jess obediently bent over again. Then I put on my short tartan skirt, its hem stopping at my mid thigh. I sure rather sit there then have her dragging me up the steps again, and I always settle down after I sit in the corner. Catherine turning her head and smiling broadly at me as I sat there unable to eat anything and just wanting to get away to go into an enormous sulk.