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He took a card from his pile, it was to be a simple no thrills birching. With a throw of some dice it was determined that it would be twenty-four cuts of the birch, twelve delivered by Stacy and twelve by me. He was unlucky, it could have been a lot more. We secured him and then Stacy started the proceedings, her first three cuts were delivered in quick succession, Zack’s body reacted, but not a sound came from him. Three more cuts followed and then as Stacy took a rest. I took the opportunity to massage Zack’s bottom, which was by this stage reddening and nicely marked. Rest period over, Stacy picked up the birch, I suggested that the next six cuts be delivered in one rapid burst. She delivered them skilfully, Zack’s body arched and while it was clear that he wanted to scream out, his pride stopped him. We then took time to admire Stacy’s handiwork, Zack’s bottom was scarlet and a number of angry welts were developing, I traced these with my fingers causing them to rise further. We. He looked at her breasts as though he was a man who was about to lose his eyesight and wanted to memorize every detail about her. He lowered her head and kissed the skin between her breasts and then moved to one and enveloped her erect nipple, sucking and licking, and oh so gently nibbling. She moaned, feeling the wetness spread down her thighs. She arched her back pushing her breasts towards the roof. He ran his hands down her body, looped around her belly button and then back down to her white cotton panties. He pushed his hand under the waistline feeling how hot and wet she was. She gasped breathlessly at the feel of his firm, hot hands. His fingers slid in between her lips and felt her clit, pushing it from side to side. Her pulse, along with her breathing increased and she began to spasm uncontrollably. She hated the feeling of losing control of her body and began to withdraw from his embrace. He looked up in confusion and at the same time understanding. How could she ever.
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