But with relentless determination, Mr. Hurt refused to end his assault; he diminished, only a mite, allowing delight to return. With a hard shove, I p...shed down further, but only a tad. Pain exploded, I hit something inside me.“Oh, baby, that’s your cherry. Your pain will be greatest when your hymen breaks. Push through Babycakes.”“Trying, daddy, I can’t do this. The damn thing won’t break. Oh, god, oh, my god, Drake, this hurts so bad.”“I’ll take over. This will hurt worse than if you did it. - Have you been beaten with rods at home?- uncle Andrey asked Sveta.- ... No, - shy and blushing answered Light.- It's nothing ... oh - pulling a rope around Katkin’s waist, thereby firmly pressing her to the bench, answered Uncle Andrei.- Today you will see how girls are punished for such parties.- Meanwhile, aunt Marina tied Katya's hands. Finally, with the last rope, Aunt Marina tightly tied Katya's legs, just below her knees.- Well, perhaps we’ll start, uncle Andrey said and leisurely. ” Then I hung up the phone.I stared at the phone for several minutes and wondered how I could let that woman make me so mad. I finally realized as I set the handset down that I still had strong feelings for her. I also realized that if I let her back in my life, I would be exposing my neck to a blood-sucking vampire. I just wished that I could find a way to not have it hurt so much.Of course, she got to me again, or this would be a very different tale.About two months later, I got a certified. The motel door creeked open, I felt a rush of cool air as he entered and closed the door behind him. Niger said nothing, I could here the clinks of his belt as he hurriedly undid his buckle. I slid the bottle of lubricant down between my legs anxiously awaiting for what was about to take place. It was nothing special, Niger responded to an online profile I created, gave his stats, showed some papers and I was game. Niger plopped down onto the foot of the bed and laid back, I was totally nude.