It is in no way to be considered an endorsement by the author of the actual commitment of such acts as those described. Neither could remember a time when they weren't constantly being ordered to bend over and bare for the cane, paddle, or strap. Now pull that slip up under your arms and bend over. "Not bad, hunh," Dave asked with just a bit of fatherly pride. Not bad at all." He leaned forward for a closer look. Paul was so busy admiring the view that he hardly noticed when Dave got up and walked out of the room. Another cabinet yielded a treasure trove of dildos and vibrators, some impossibly huge and heavily spiked for girls the age of Sharon and Melissa. A forth held what looked like medical instruments and supplies, heavy on the lubricants. He found one that was over ten inches long and about as thick as the girl's wrist. The moment it hit her Paul twisted the ring to "MED" and the hum doubled in volume. She bucked and heaved and tugged uselessly at her bindings as the blinding waves of pleasure/pain filled her young body. She walked past the headmaster and took hold of Matt's cock again.
If you are offended by material of this sort, then by all means DON'T READ IT! Then last summer he'd sent them away to the notorious Hackmoore Girl's Disciplinary Academy for even harsher training. "Imagine having Cindy trained to do this." Paul cleared his throat, which for some reason had gone suddenly dry. When he returned he was leading a very large Great Dane on a leash. "Okay," he said with a flourish, "time to demonstrate sexual responsiveness." He turned to his young daughter. It had a dozen spiraling rows of short, pointy spikes along it's length, and even better it was equipped with a heavy duty AC powered vibration unit. He picked it up along with a harness and a jar of Vaseline. A ring at the base of the dildo with an arrow embossed on it. It went on and on until she felt like she surely must faint. The angry buzz cut through Sharon like a red hot poker. Poor Melissa foolishly failed to rise for the fifth stroke. " "I believe Mr Basket feels his son is the best candidate." replied the headmaster.
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It is entirely fictional, and is intended solely for the personal amusement of adults over the age of 21 who have expressed an interest in such material. The punishments Melissa and her eighteen year old sister Sharon had received while growing up had been bad enough. If she opened her mouth he was sure he could see daylight. I didn't know that meant they'd spend a whole day on that prong, getting the shit shocked out of them." "Oh." It was all Paul could think of to say. Just to be sure he wasn't disturbed Paul threw the heavy inside bolt. Inside one large cabinet was every kind of whip, paddle, strap, cane, and taws imaginable. The first thing he looked for was an appropriate vibrating dildo for Sharon. It took less than a minute for Sharon's first orgasm to start. All the characters and events portrayed in this book are fictional, and any resemblance to real people or incidents is purely coincidental. Now arch your spine, stick out your ass, and hold it. After what happened to her at that school she hates even having it touched." Paul looked puzzled. They run a current through it to make the muscles clench. She has less control now over her orgasm than she has over breathing. Don't hesitate to use any of it." He looked pointedly over at his younger daughter's cruelly elevated midsection and winked. If we need Matt to be stiffened I'm sure Jody can do it." Ivy pulled the cock out. Copyright (c) 2001 by Firebird, All rights reserved. May not be reprinted in part or whole without the expressed written consent of the author. That's fine." This time Paul's dick wanted to rip right up out of his pants. Her pert little round buns yawed wide open, the cleft between them reduced to a shallow grove. Kind'a painful, especially if it goes on for very long. "Also don't hesitate to use it where you think it'll do the most good." Dave hurried out to get ready for bridge club, closing the basement door behind him. The vibration unit kicked on and began to hum in a low, powerful way that was entirely different from the usual battery operated unit. "Yes Mr Boggis." Before she got up she ran her tongue all the way down Matt's shaft and then quickly kissed the tip. It is possible your IM client does not have IM logging active.Check your settings by visiting the client's preferences, then find the IM log options.Most IM logs appear in one of two places on a Windows PC: the user's My Documents folder or within the IM client's folder located in the Program Files folder on your computer's C: drive.