By ramming the five inch long, inch thick white plastic rod as hard as I could into her bottom, I was providing years of negative reinforcement. ... We still had twelve strokes to go and I could tell that her bottom was in agony. I didn’t really care. Whether it was inflicted from a paddle or a phallus, it meant the same thing. I pulled the finger outward, only to have her jerk and force it out completely. She pulled away and glared at me over her arm, eyes brimming with spilled tears. My mouth was watering thinking of me sucking on Brian's nipples. I wasn't wearing underwear making it impossible to hide my rising hard on.Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse, David put his feet up on the edge of the coffee table and his shorts opened up at the leg opening. From where I was sitting I got a direct shot at his cock lying down against his furry leg. What a huge cock head. From the angle, it looked pretty impressive in size.I not only got hard, but a damn wet spot started. Not wasting anytime Lorraine starts to rubbing her hands against Marty's underwear. "The purple underwear is really turning me on, Marty."Lorraine lowers her mouth towards Marty's cock. "I wanna taste your cum, Marty. Be my first Marty, I need your cock in me ahhhhhhhh!" OH GOD!" Marty moans as cum begins pouring out of his underwear. "Again Marty!" A disappointed Lorraine yells. "You can never seem to give me a good time." "BUT MOM! I MEAN, LORRAINE, IT WONT HAPPEN AGAIN I PROMISE" That's what. ” I said in a stern voice. I clipped her nipple clamp chain to a carribeaner in the floor and whistled up the stairs. My big Pit/Doberman stud Constantine came running down the stairs to greet me. “Good boy, good boy.” I patted his head and lead him around to her behinds. His dick lengthened instantly when he smelled her cunt, still wet from her orgasm earlier. “I had considered forgoing this initiation; but I thought better of it.” I gave her a minute to understand just what her punishment was.