Gabriella admired how her friend could lay it on so thick. She was even feeling a little sorry for poor young Greg.
“Well, my dear, I guess what I really want to see is those cheeks burning,” Meg finally said, turning to Gabriella.
“So what have you decided?” the brunette asked Meg. “The paddle or strap?”
“I was just thinking about what weapon he really deserves,” Meg answered. She c****d her head while she scrutinized the man before her. “I really think I’d like to see a leather belt laid across his butt. My daddy used to use one on my ass, when I was naughty. I’d really like to turn the tables and see what a sassy bottom looks like all warm and pink.”
“Red’s more like it Meg,” Gabriella informed her. “Pink’s only a temporary phase.”
“The belt it is,” Meg confirmed, and she walked to
