“Come here,” she commanded as she brandished the brush.
He did as he was told. She spread her legs apart and indicated that he should kneel down between them which he also did. Then she patted here left leg suggestively.
“All right, over you go.”
Brian then found himself being led over her knee, which was warm, muscular, and due to the stocking felt strange against his skin. His penis was now causing some discomfort and he wiggled a bit to adjust himself.
“Hold still”
He was supporting himself with his hands against the floor, his legs extended out on the other side of her leg: all in all a very embarassing position. His heart began to jump a bit and his breathing got heavier.