Looking into your eyes, I show you my soul, my desire, my need to feed on your lust.We stand together, and I toss some money on the table. Taking your...arm in mine, we walk through the door, your backup band calling out to you to come finish the night's performance. You hear nothing but the sound of my voice whispering in your ear, telling you of the pleasure we will share this night.We walk along the street, each light casting weird shadows as we approach and pass by. Pausing in an alley next. This went on for a total of 160 spanks of the whip to my exposed hole. The crowd loved it as I was crying in shame and pain.A man was called up from the crowd who than used the whip on my ever hardening penis. The same routine was used and by the time it was over I was a blubbering mess of a naughty bare bottomed boy. PJ was back up and asking the crowd what they thought there were cheers and laughter all at my expense of course. He asked for the chair again and had me bend over the back of it.. What other girl than Maura would--No, the sisters had brought Samira to Adam. Jen had set things up with Krysten which led straight into Maura.“You’re such a man! Make me your woman!” Samira pleaded.“Someone’s going to have to teach you to curse.” He snorted. He picked up her butt and rose up on his knees. It gave him more power on longer strokes. He kept his pace but an old little league trophy fell off of a nearby shelf.“No, I’ve always been a good girl.” Samira defended herself.“You’ve also. See that you remember that.”“Yes, Sir.”That was then ... this is now.“It’s not an idle threat, young man. Your dad was the only person who could control my temper...” I gave him the evil mom look. “And he’s not here to stop me. You’re on notice.“Rule change. David, you will protect your sister from all unwanted touches. Understand?”“Beck ... defend your person.”Beck grinned. There was an older boy in middle school ... and a giant German girl who rode the bus and sat behind Beck. Complaining to.