Once my first whimper escaped he wouldn't stop. Licking my clit, pushing his tongue deep inside me, slowly liking me up and down and rubbing my asshol... with his finger to tease me. "Jon I'm going to cum!" I screamed with barely any breath. "Cum for me baby, cum!" he demanded as he spanked my thigh admiring the hand print he was leaving. My body shook and my hands clenched the sheets of the bed as I felt myself tighten around his tongue and fingers. I tried so hard to catch my breath but before. I stood. I listen for several minutes to hear if anything more was going to happen. I idly play with my genitals as I lean against the bathroom wall with my head resting on the window. Yes, my little thing is still between my legs, but these days its really only good for urinating or arousal. It's kinda forgotten the job that nature intended it for.All those hormone treatments, all the efforts to align my mind and my body.When I hear nothing else happening, I assume that the night was playing. A busted hip was going to kill them, no matter what happened to me, and it was damned hard to shoot accurately without being able to put some weight on each hip.I took more time than I might normally have taken, because I did not want to kill this bastard before I'd had a little time to express my opinion of what he had done. Finally, I had stalled long enough, and felt that it was time to shoot. The bullet must have hit him square in the hip joint from the way his leg seemed to melt from under. Behind her, her master?s son would hit herbehind with the paddle till she finished her meal. Finishing with the mealquickly, Suz immediately put her veil back on. The beating stopped immediately.Suz glanced back, as much as she could with her head to the ground, and saw thesmall feet behind her. Suz knew that the small feet belonged to her master?syoungest son, Tord. Too young to be given a proper male name, he was stillusing his baby name. Suz felt pride that the boy which came out of her.