I felt it swell up and strain against the cage and I moaned into the gag. Eva just giggled.I wondered how long she would leave me in pain like this. T...e thought was strangely arousing. I couldn't do anything - I was tied down, gagged and helpless - and even though my dick was sore, I couldn't help being completely turned on. The vibrator hummed against my balls and I felt a shiver run down my spine.I yanked on the cuffs and started shaking when I felt the first waves of what might otherwise. "Sister Clara came into the kitchen then, and stopped inside the doorway."Hi, Kenny, Mother said you wanted to see me?" I went over to Marie and gave her a big hug, the kind of hug Mama always gave me. I kissed her on her cheek, and told her I had always liked her a lot, ever since she came there, and started being the cook. I told her the reason I came by and helped her everyday, was because that was how I tried to let her know that I liked her.I went over to Sister Clara then, and hugged her. I am a woman who has never mothered a boy, c***dless, so I guess I see them in a different light, my own two brothers educated me in what boys get up to, their girly magazines and nightly masturbation's, kept me awake as I lay there watching their bed-sheets go up and down, without actually showing anything, it was both enticing and disturbing, and as I grew into my teens, I provided them with the warmth and visual stimulation, boys need, as they progress through their puberty, so as I said, my. I sensed the warning signals. My drunkenness was fading. No, I decided, better not to add this one to the list. ‘Sorry, let’s not. It’ll make our friendship weird,’ I said, as if it wasn’t already. ‘Come on. Lemme see it.’ She pushed me off of her, rolling onto of me. ‘Come on.’ She began to tug at my jeans. ‘No. I’m not going to fuck you.’ I said, a little more assertively. ‘What? Why not? You’ll finger fuck me, but that’s it huh? What’s the matter? Decide it’s too loose for you? Fucker.’.