Deal?’ Alex asked, more to Ron than to Sarah. ‘Deal!’ Ron answered to Sarah’s glee. ‘Oh, dear. I remember the last time a boy helped a girl ...ith math homework around here,’ Allison quipped. Everyone snickered at this, except Sarah and Alex, who did not understand the inside joke. ‘You mean when Brent helped me before Christmas break?’ Sarah asked. ‘No, dear. You run along. Help Alex walk Damita but stay in the yard, okay?’ ‘Okay. Come on, Alex. Brent, will you get us the leash?’ ‘Sure,’ he. Too slow, he thought. It’s all moving too slow.As he settled back into his hover-assisted chair, ignoring the slight dip as the machine adjusted itself to his significant weight, his mind went over the steps that had been successfully taken so far, as well as the fly in the ointment that threatened to bring it all down.From a young age, Caym had been taught ruthlessness. Most houses would simply designate their oldest progeny as the Heir-apparent, and only remove that status under extraordinary. " She closed her eyes and opened her mouth, and I slowly placed my cock onto her tongue and slipped it into her mouth, my swollen cock head pushed past her lips and into her mouth and down her throat. She smiled and gagged and slurped and cried as she took me into her mouth. I slipped my cock out of her mouth just long enough for her to say "Thank you" and I shoved it back in.Soon she started breathing heavy and I started worrying I was going to hurt her, so I pulled my cock out and slapped. Then the window to the den opened, about a dozen feet to my left."Come over here," Sharon said.I walked over and stood in front of her. She smirked. "Feel like a dick?" she asked."Yes, Goddess," I answered."Good, because that's exactly what you are. Now, I want you to come closer to the window, then turn slowly around and around until I tell you to stop."I did as I was told. I watched in horror as she held up the coffee can filled with ashes and butts, so that I would know what was coming, then.