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Subject: {ASSM} Shopping with Debby  (MMM/f, spanking, humil)
Date: Thu,  4 Oct 2001 17:10:02 -0400
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A fictional tale intended for adults.  It involves the stripping, spanking 
and humiliation of a teenge girl ... need I say more.


Next to the coffee shop was a small store  that was just opening up called 
rather unamusingly "The Beach Shak".  It was open but looked only partly 
stocked and there was obviously still some building work going on fitting it 
out.  In the window there was a selection of bright beach clothing and other 
bits and pieces.  I sat and drank some coffee while Debby went to browse.

"I'll come and join you in fifteen minutes or so," I said and sat back as 
she left.

I'd took Debby with me that day while I met with Bob Jackson, one of my 
clients who has offices in a small town up the coast.  I've worked with him 
for quite some time and I have come to realise that with Debby there 
assisting he seems to have far more time to look over new ideas than when 
I'm alone.  Not only that but there seems to be a direct correlation between 
the cut of her dress and the deals that we strike.  In short, she is a very 
useful asset.  Today I had her wear a top that was both tight and showed a 
spectacular amount of Debby's cleavage.  She has a slim figure and is 
blessed with ample breasts. Bob couldn't keep his eyes off her for more than 
a few seconds at a time, the deal went very well indeed.

I was now waiting for Bob to drop by after the morning's meeting to sign 
some papers, I'd given him an hour or so to sort things out and had 
suggested that we get together at the coffee shop that I regularly stop at 
when I'm up here.  It sits overlooking the bays stretching up the coast with 
it's quaint shaded wooden verandas and always gets me thinking about 
relocating away from the grime and noise of the city's suburbs.

When Bob arrives I see him scanning around clearly looking for Debby, or 
perhaps more specifically Debby's breasts and there is visible 
disappointment when he doesn't see her.  We exchange pleasantries once again 
and get the details of the new orders sorted out.

"And where is the lovely Debby," asks Bob.  "Hope you've not lost her !"

"Next door in that new beach shop," I reply casually. "Buying a new bikini 
or something." I let the image of Debby in a bikini linger in Bob's mind for 
a minute and can almost see the sweat start to bead on his brow as he 
imagines those perfect breasts, large yet youthfully buoyant, popping out of 
some sheer bikini top.

I'm just about to go next door to see how she is getting on." I start to 
stand as I say this. " Care to join me for a moment I'm sure Debby would 
like to say goodbye ?"

Bob almost springs from his seat in his enthusiasm.

"Err, why not."  he replies.  " Its an new shop apparently."

We walk into the shop next door to find Debby wandering between a few rails 
of clothes, T shirts and the like, she shows little enthusiasm. The shop is 
otherwise empty apart from a young guy at the back sorting through a pile of 
boxes.

"Find anything you want honey." I say as she turns to see us.

"Not really."

"There must be something, you've been in here long enough.  I was just 
telling Bob here you'd be buying all sorts of stuff."  I glance around at 
the half finished displays. "What you need is a bit of assistance"

I start running through the rails and start indiscriminantly pulling things  
off them.  Bob's eyes I notice are once again riveted on Debby's breasts, 
straining as they are to burst out of her top.  She's wearing a bra that 
pushes her already considerable charms up and out and they seem to have 
rendered poor Bob motionless.  Debby is conscious of his stares and 
throughout the morning has become visibly uncomfortable with her outfit.  
She is rather self conscious of her figure as it is and was practically in 
tears  this morning when I had told her that she needed to wear that 
particular top.  She has the most gorgeous figure, one that most girls would 
die for, yet is uncomfortable with the attention she gets as a result.

Finally I see what I am looking for, a small bikini, the sort of thing only 
just fits into the category of clothing at all.  It's little more than a few 
pieces of bright red material connected by thin straps.

"What about this ?" I hold the minuscule item up.

"I don't think so." Debby is quick to reply. "Can we get going."

"I think you should at least try it on ."  I exclaim. " You'd look great."

"Please, I don't want to." Debby says quietly.

"What do you think Bob?"

"Errrrm, well yes. I, ermmmm, well ....."

"That's settled then, give it a go." I interrupt to put Bob out of his 
stammering misery.

"It won't fit or anything."  Debby whimpers.  "Please can we just go.'

"You'll do as you're told. Now stop the silly stuff and give it a try.  If 
it isn't right then we'll go. Simple."

I give Debby the Bikini and usher her towards the back of the shop where the 
young guy is still unpacking boxes of stock that are piled high behind the 
counter.

"Do you need to get away or can you stay to give your opinion ?" I ask Bob, 
although even before he stammers his assent I know that it would take a team 
of wild horses to drag him out of the shop at that point.  Short of 
stripping her naked it would be hard to imagine her in more revealing 
attire.  Little does Bob know, what you wish for sometimes does come true.

"Do you have a changing room?" I ask of the young guy shuffling the boxes.

Looking up he seems momentarily confused. "Well yes but I'm afraid things 
aren't quite ready. We ain't even got the door on yet."  He glances round 
the shop. " People been usin' the office back there but I got a whole load 
of new stuff jus' come in and can't even get through the door right now."

"It's quiet in here, would you mind if Debby here sneaks behind one of your 
clothing rails or somewhere, just to try something on ?"

The guy, who wears a tag giving his name as Karl, looks across at Debby. 
Registering her in an instant his eyes light up as he realises the 
implications of what I have suggested.

"No problem, you go right ahead."  He gestures with his arm as if to give us 
the freedom of the shop.

I glance around and although there are plenty of rails it isn't exactly 
private.

"What about over there. I point to a long clothing rail in the corner. That 
should do you.  If you're quick no one will see a thing."

Debby stands in shocked silence, as does Bob, but for entirely different 
reasons.

"No way. I can't put this on over there."

"You're being silly again.  Lets get this straight. You get over there and 
try that on, stop wasting everybodies time and stop your complaining."

"Please, I don't want to."  Debby pleads. " I can't, I'll have to take 
everything off, people could come in or anything.  Please."

Debby knows better than to refuse and I can see that she is desperately 
trying to judge whether the consequences of her refusal would out way the 
embarrassment of stripping off behind the rail to try the bikini on.

"We're about to close for lunch. Maybe I could shut the shop for a while so 
you could sort this out," Karl offers.

"That's very kind, although I wouldn't like to think that  you'll lose 
custom because Debby here is being awkward."

"No worries."  Karl walks to the front of the shop and locks the door.  
There is a sign hanging that he flips round to show that it is closed.  
"Problem solved," he says with a shrug of his shoulders and a mischievous 
smile.

Debby, clearly getting distraught starts to see her options rapidly 
shrinking.

"Please don't make me do this."  She says in a whisper.

"Hurry up." I urge her.  "The doors locked, no one can surprise you, try it 
on and then we can get going."

"It won't fit or anything ," she says. "It's way too small. Please."

"Get going." I say angrily.

Debby very reluctantly walks over to the corner.  The clothes rail doesn't 
offer that much in the way of privacy and she looks around her in 
desperation to see if there is somewhere else to hide herself.

"We can't see a thing, now get a move on." The clothing rail is on castors 
and I roll it further into the corner  to give her an area to change.

Placing the bikini on the top of the rail she starts to undress.  Bob is 
transfixed by the spectacle of what is unfolding before him.  Karl has gone 
back behind the counter and is making a very poor attempt at pretending to 
deal with the mountain of boxes around him.

Debby fumbles about trying to conceal herself.  Standing straight gives a 
rather revealing view of her top half and bending slightly shows more than 
she would like of her bottom half.  She slides her skirt off quickly and 
tries to crouch slightly as she pulls her top over her head.

"Maybe some music to accompany the show." I joke. Both Bob and Karl laugh, 
breaking the tension. "She doesn't mind really, do you honey ?  I keep 
telling her with those looks if she wasn't so shy she'd make a fortune."

Everyone apart from Debby has a good laugh at her expense.

"Hey, you'll need me to take the security tag off those." Karl quickly says. 
"Sorry I forgot"

I walk over to the rail where the increasingly embarrassed Debby now cowers 
in her bra and panties and I take the bikini from the top of the rail where 
she has placed it.

"Give me those other bits while I'm here." I reach over and take the skirt 
that is lying there and I extend my hand waiting for the top.

Debby hands me the top and waits.

"And the rest," I say.

"Please no." she whimpers.

I give no reply and in sensing that her protests will get nowhere she 
reaches behind her back unclips the bra, slides it off and hands it to me.  
Covering herself with her arms she hides herself as best she can behind the 
rail.

"And finally." I exclaim.

Debby now covering her breasts uses one hand to slide off her panties and 
awkwardly step out of them before picking them up and passing them over to 
me.  Leaving her standing completely naked behind the rail, I walk back to 
the counter with her clothes as well as the bikini which I give to Karl to 
remove the tags.

Debby, looks increasingly uncomfortable and exposed, shielding herself with 
her arms as she waits.  I let her stand for some time after Karl hands me 
back the now tagless bikini.  Holding it up it is very apparent that Debby 
was correct when she said that it would be too small. I joke about the size 
as I hold it aloft.

"Are you sure you don't want to come out here and get this?" I ask much to 
the amusement of Bob and Karl and to the obvious distress of Debby.

"Please, I'll try it on." she whimpers.

"Go on, just a quick flash." I say laughing as I start to roll the clothes 
rail out.

Debby grabs some of the clothes in panic as the rail rolls to the side.  
What looks like a small T shirt comes away in her hand and she tries rather 
desperately to cover herself with it.

"Maybe it is a little small, perhaps we should look for something more 
suitable ?"

"Please give it me, I'll try it on."  she cries in desperation and squats 
down with the rather inadequate T shirt trying cover her nakedness.

"I'll swap you for that one you're holding,"  I extend my hand and wait.

Debby realising her predicament hands me the T shirt and cowering on her 
knees tries to avoid giving Karl and Bob an impromtu show.

"Where are your manners ?" I ask.

"Please, " she replies pitifully.

"Good girl."

I take my time before finally passing the bikini back to her  and rolling 
the clothes rail back to offer her some privacy once more.  She is quick to 
put the bottom section on and them begins struggling with the top.

"I can't wear it at all, it's way too small.' Debby says, her voice cracking 
as if she is close to tears.

"Get it on and get out her so we can all see."

I can see that Bob and Karl are caught between Debby's obvious distress and 
the excitement of seeing that gorgeous body barely clad in a ridiculously 
small and ill fitting bikini.

"I look stupid. I can't.  Can you get another one, the top doesn't fit at 
all ?"

"Ermm, I think that was the only one like that." Karl interrupts almost 
apologetically.

"It will do fine I'm sure, she's always the same with clothes, likes to be 
buttoned up like a Victorian maid don't you honey ?" I smile at Bob and 
Karl. "Get out here and lets see you."

I hurry things along by going behind the rail where Debby is still cowering 
and taking her arm I guide her out to the front of the counter.  She 
struggles to keep one arm across herself to cover the top of the bikini. The 
bottom does look very striking indeed, her tanned legs, slim waist and round 
bottom looking very fine in the skimpy high cut garment, something not lost 
on Bob who gives a beaming smile and nod of approval.

"Arms away, lets see you then." I say and step away to allow us all and 
unimpeded view.

Debby reluctantly lowers her arms to her sides keeping her eyes cast 
downward.  It is immediately obvious that the bikini top is obscenely small 
and barely covers her large breasts at all.  She is quite literally falling 
out of it as she stands there in front of us.

Bob gives a whistle of approval as he sees Debby's gorgeous breasts spilling 
from the skimpy material.

"Very nice !" Bob exclaims.

"What was all the fuss about?" I reckon a size smaller might be better.

Both Bob and Karl laugh at this suggestion increasing the embarrassment for 
Debby who looks like she would like the ground to open and swallow her.

I let her stand for a while as Bob, Karl and myself take in the sight. Debby 
stood, her hands by her side showing her wonderful curves barely concealed 
behind the rather minimal outfit. Her eyes are looking increasingly red as 
she fights back the tears.  The contours of her nipples are just about 
covered by the fabric but look dangerously close to making an appearance.

"I think the problem might be when you start to move about in that honey.  
Maybe you should jump around a little just to see."

"I don't want to, please can I have my clothes back, I hate it."

"Stop the silliness, it looks great, lets see you move around a bit, rather 
you pop out here than when you're on the beach."

Again there was a slight snigger from Bob and Karl as they realised what 
they are to be treated to.

"All you need to do is shake yourself about a bit." I say. "Off you go, lets 
see."

Karl had now given up the pretence of doing anything other than watching the 
show and had come around the front of the counter to look.  Debby 
reluctantly rocks her shoulders from side to side but very cautiously.

"You'll need to be a bit more vigorous than that honey."

She shakes herself again, rather awkwardly, but this time causing her almost 
unrestrained breasts to wobble from side to side magnificently.  Both Bob 
and Karl were transfixed.

"Keep going, " I instruct.  "Lean forward and shake your shoulders."

"Please,"  Debby begs flushed red with embarrassment. "Do I have to ?"

"Get on with it, stop being such a prude, you look great." I order. "Doesn't 
she look good Bob."

Bob is speechless although his expression signals his approval of the 
outfit.

There is a pause before Debby leans forward and rather half heartedly rocks 
her shoulders.  Her breasts hang deliciously with minimal support from the 
bikini and sway beautifully despite her efforts to retain some dignity.

"Don't stop honey." I encourage as she continues to swing her tits to the 
obvious delight of her small but appreciative audience.

Miraculously and much to our disappointment the bikini stays in place and I 
eventually let Debby stop and stand back up straight.

"You know I think we'll take it, seems to do the job just fine.  What do you 
think Bob."

"Errmmmm, yes, very good, yes definitely."  Bob says, still struggling to 
express himself.

Debby, still close to tears, stands looking utterly dejected.

"I think we could have saved a lot of trouble here if only you'd done as you 
were asked in the first place.  Isn't that the case honey?"

Debby nods her assent no doubt hoping to end her ordeal as quickly as 
possible.

"Frankly I've been disappointed in you.  Would you care to tell these good 
people what happens to you when you don't do as you are told ?"

A look of complete horror now crosses Debby's face as she realises where 
this is going.

"You'll need to speak up otherwise things will get a lot worse."

"Please."  Debby looked at me as tears start to form in her eyes as she 
starts to loose what little composure she has managed to retain..

"Well, last chance. Tell everyone what happens to you when you break the 
rules."

"Not here though, please not here." she says in desperation.

There is a long silence as all eyes are on Debby.

"I get spanked," she whispers.

Bob and Karl are mesmerised as you can see the last shred of resistance 
drain from Debbys body, her shoulders slumped in submission.

"And where are you going to get spanked ?  Speak up so that we can hear 
you."

"I get spanked on my bottom," she replies pitifully.

"Which is exactly what is going to happen now and I'm afraid to say that the 
bikini will need to come off, it seems only fair since it's the reason for 
all the fuss."

Both Bob and Karl stare incredulously.

"The top first and let everyone have  a good look at you." I say as Debby 
stands frozen.  "Off it comes, or would you like me to help."

Debby waits but realises she has little choice.  Bob appears to be holding 
his breath at the prospect of seeing Debby's glorious breasts uncovered in 
all their youthful glory.

"This is unreal !" Karl exclaims.  "Pete should have been working today, he 
is going to be so pissed when I tell him what he missed.  Jesus."  He shakes 
his head in disbelief.

"I'm sure Karl here would like the bikini back before you stretch it any 
further !"

"Damn right, sounds like a fine idea."  Karl enthuses. He seems to be 
getting increasingly enthusiastic at the prospect of havng Debby stripped of 
what little clothing she has left.

"You don't mind us taking up your valuable time I hope ?" I ask Karl.  "I 
find Debby learns her lesson much better if she gets punished right away."  
I smile.

"Don't mind me, you folks go right ahead, I got to see this."

Debby reaches behind and undoes the clasp to the top before slowly sliding 
the straps from her shoulders. Looking across she waits as if for a last 
minute reprieve before she slides the top completely off.

Bob lets out a low whistle at the sight of Debby's large breasts.  Karl 
looks agape at the sight before him as Debby stands in utter humiliation, 
tears on her cheeks.  Her breasts large and round have a gravity all of 
their own, her perfect brown nipples standing enticingly to attention.

"Good girl.  Now why don't you hold your tits up for us all to see."

After another agonising delay Debby reluctantly places her hands under her 
breasts and lifts herself up.  Bob I am sure thinks he has gone to heaven.

"Push them together and push them right out so we all get a good look."

Debby obliges, the sheer humiliation playing across her tearful face as she 
squeezes her breasts.  I'm sure I wasn't the only one who would love to have 
step forward at that moment and suck on her magnificent offerings.

"And what happens now ?" I ask her.

"Please don't, not here, not in front of other people."

"There you go again.  You really are learning this lesson very slowly." I 
chastise. "One more time.  What happens now?"

"I get spanked on my bottom." Debby chokes the words out.

"Good girl. But I think its will need to be on your bare bottom. Now take 
the panties down for everyone to see what happens to a naughty girl."

"I got to see this !" Karl almost claps his hands in approval.  His obvious 
delight at Debby's ordeal further adding to her shame.

There was a long silence as Debby stands once again delaying the inevitable. 
  She finally places her fingers inside the thin straps on the sides of the 
bikini bottoms and starts to slide them slowly down.

"Just to your knees will be fine." I order.

She slides them off her bottom before looking up with pleading tearful eyes.

"Please," She begs.

"Off they come," I order, barely hiding my mixture of excitement and 
amusement.

Debby slides the panties as far as the top of her knees the neat triangle of 
her pussy now on view.  The panties lowered at half mast making her 
nakedness all the more humiliating.

"One of the finest sights I ever saw !" Bob exclaims in appreciation.

"Finest tits and ass I ever saw in this store," laughs Karl.

The look on Debby's face is exquisite as she stands there naked.  This is 
the first time that she has been made to strip in a public place and I am 
enjoying it immensely.  Somehow in the open interior of the shop her nudity 
is that much more exciting and certainly with Karl and Bob looking on the 
experience is doubly humiliating for Debby.

"Turn around.  Lets have a good look at you," I instruct.

Debby turned, her bottom beautifully rounded, just begging to be spanked.

"Why not put your hands on your head honey. No reason why everyone shouldn't 
get to have a good look at you."

Debby realising the futility of her objections simply raises her arms and 
stands hands on her head, naked apart from the panties still around her 
legs.

"I think it's time to spank that bottom of yours." I say before leaning 
forward and whispering, "and maybe if you don't do as you're told well use 
that cute little pussy as well."

"Please don't." she sobbed as a fresh flood of tears started.

"Why don't you show us all what a good girl you can be and tell us what 
would you'd like us to do now."

"I'd like you to spank my bare bottom," She whimpered, even bending forward 
and offering herself.

Good girl I knew you'd see it my way eventually.  Why don't you take hold of 
the counter and push that bottom right out."

Debby takes her hands from her head and bends forward placing her hands on 
the edge of the counter.  Her breasts swaying tantalisingly and her back 
slighty arched as she pushes her bottom out.

"Very good." I say as I take up position beside her.

Placing my hand on her bare bottom I feel her flinch as I touch her.  I 
start to rub my hand across her luscious cheeks, her soft young skin giving 
me a rush of excitement.

"You feel a little cold honey, a good spanking might just warm you up a 
little."

I start to spank her slowly, just a couple of gentle slaps before taking 
time to rub my hand across her.  The sound of each slap on her soft naked 
bottom exciting me further.  As I caress her I can't resist and I let my 
hand wander between her legs. I resist having her reach behind and pull 
herself apart to display herself instead I continue to probe her with my 
fingers.

"That is just the cutest ass I ever saw, " Karl says as he shakes his head 
in amazement at the sight of Debby bending forward naked and crying, her 
bottom being fondled and slapped.

"Open your legs a little honey and let's have you bent further."

Debby shuffles her feet slightly further apart and leans forward even more, 
her upper body was now near horizontal.  She is I'm sure painfully aware of 
the view that she is offering Bob and Karl.  I push her back down and pull 
her apart to reveal the cute pink lips of her pussy.

I slide my hand between her legs and start play with her as she obediently 
bends and spreads herself before us.

"You want to tell us why your getting your bare bottom spanked young lady?"  
Just hearing her choked replies adds to the erotic charge of her 
predicament.

Debby stays silent and I deliver another stinging slap to her bottom as an 
encouragement before sliding my hand back between her legs.

"Well ?"

"I've been a naughty girl."  Debby sobbed.

"Isn't she just so cute ?" I say before giving another stinging slap, the 
reddening cheeks of her bottom wobbling and her breasts swaying as she 
stiffles a sob .

"And it would have been so easy to have done as you were told in the first 
place.  I think maybe you're enjoying standing with no clothes getting 
spanked, is that right ?"

Debby shook her head in complete misery.

"The way you're showing yourself off I'm not so sure it's just a spanking 
that you're after."  I start to work my fingers in her, the discomfort 
visible on her face, her pussy still dry despite all the attention.

Karl at this point had his hand in the pocket of his fashionably baggy 
shorts and was clearly excited by Debby's gorgeous striken figure. Bob was 
focused on her bare bottom, his eyes wide in astonishment.

I continue to spank her slowly, rubbing my hand across her bare cheeks and 
between her parted legs.  With my other hand I take hold of one of her tits 
swinging tantalisingly as she tries to hold still.

"Please stop, please." Debby continues to sob.

I squeeze at her tits, pinching her nipples just hard enough to make her 
groan before landing another slap to her cheeks.

"I bet you'd like Bob to slap your bare bottom?  Maybe you'd like him to 
play with your titties ?"  I ask, pushing one of my fingers inside her. "I 
bet you'd enjoy him playing with your pussy as well.  You open those legs 
nice and wide andshow him how much you'd appreciate it, there's a good 
girl."

Would you do Debby the favour of teaching her a valuable lesson?" I ask 
glancing towards a shocked looking Bob.

"Errmm yes of course."  Bob stammered but practically leaping forward at the 
invitation.

Placing himself on the other side of the stricken girl Bob nervously places 
his hand on her bottom.

"I think she's enjoying herself aren't you honey ?" I ask, although quite 
clearly nothing could have been further from the truth.

I step away as Bob starts to slap Debby's beautifully proportioned ass 
although seemingly much keener to simply run his hands all across her naked 
body, paying particular attention to her tits which he starts squeezing very 
vigorously.  He slaps her quite hard several times quite hard and each blow 
sends her lurching forward as she tries to maintain her position holding the 
counter.  In his wildest dreams I think it unlikely that having stared down 
her cleavage all morning Bob could have imagined that Debby stripped in 
front of him, his hands all over her naked young body.

I could only imagine the thoughts running through Karl's mind as he watches 
with what is now a desperate look of expectation on his face.

Bob despite his apparent nervousness starts pushing his fingers in between 
Debby's legs almost lifting her from the floor as he explores her pussy 
between slaps to her ever reddening cheeks.  With his continued attention to 
both of her tits I was surprised he hadn't drawn milk such was his 
enthusiasm, quite oblivious to the sobs of the naked young girl providing 
his entertainment.

"Please don't, please no." Debby practically begged as Bob's fingers started 
to force themselves deeper inside her.

"Why don't you open your legs a bit wider honey, you wouldn't want to seem 
impolite." There's a good girl."

Karl let out a slightly hysterical laugh.

Bob gave Debby a couple of hard slaps on her legs in encouragement. The 
bikini bottoms were still stretched tight around her legs as he sunk his 
fingers back between her legs.

"I think if you keep your fingers still Debby might like to amuse herself 
for a while." I say to Bob who obliges, sliding two fingers inside her sweet 
young pussy.

"Lets see you wiggle that cute little ass honey."

"Please no," she sobs.

"You get that ass working before I give you a spanking you'll never forget." 
I say angrily.

She understands what she has to do and still with tears running from her 
eyes she starts to move her hips, pushing herself onto Bobs waiting fingers.

"Good girl, you keep that little ass moving."

Bob keeps his fingers in her pussy as she works herself on them, his other 
hand still fondling one of her tits.

"Ain't that a sight !" I say to Karl as we watch her pushing her gorgeous 
cunt onto Bob outstretched fingers.  I think we are all probably thinking 
that it would be nice if something other than fingers were sliding in and 
out of her.

"I think there may just be room for one more." I say.  "After all the 
trouble you've been put through. " I motion to Karl who is already stepping 
forward.

"You bet !  You sure she don't mind."

Both Bob and I find his remark amusing but Karl clearly isn't about to let 
the opportunity pass as he stands on the opposite side to Bob.  He quickly 
takes one of her tits in his hand and gives her a good feel, squeezing and 
pulling at her as she bends forward in complete submission.

"Can I touch anywhere I want then ?"

"You go ahead." I replied "Just make sure you give her a few hard slaps to 
remind her who's the boss."

They both manage to laugh at this remark as Karl gives Debby's bare bottom a 
slap.

"That's got to be getting sore," Karl remarks, rubbing her before delivering 
another stinging slap. "This is the bets days at work I ever had !"

Karl now starts to play with her pussy and starts to explore inside her.

"You make sure you keep that ass moving honey." I say.

Debby once again starts to push her hips back and forth much to Karl's 
delight as he sinks his fingers inside her.

I stand back and watched with an ever growing excitement as the two men 
continue to grope at Debby's tits and pussy while slapping her bare bottom.  
Both Bob and Karl are practically laughing as they share her.  Debby remains 
frozen in humiliation as she grips the counter, tears dripping from her 
face.........

                                                        
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If you read this tale and have comments or ideas gratefully received at 
kysaq@hotmail.com






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