Aunty handed the phone back to Kate and told me to rub my bum. Kate smiled evilly as she recorded my cock swinging back and forth. Thwack, the plastic...ruler came down across the shaft, making it bounce down and up.Aunty flicked the ruler, “Keep that under control or you’ll get more of those.”It was time to apologise and explain why I was to be punished. I stood facing them, my cock now rigid, “I am going to be punished with twelve strokes of the cane because I wanked...”The plastic ruler struck. This short story is an attempt to expose what is going on inside a man of 45 as he says goodnight to his roommate down the hall-a 69 year old woman as she is about to get in bed"Good Im so glad I caught you before you got in bed" he said "oh you know use old folks we need to get our beauty sleep" she chuckled as she adjusted her robe by readjusting the silk belt about 3 inches below her enormous braless boobs. He wanted to say that she must of slept for a year or two considering how beautiful. ‘I know you say you are fine, but humor me. Stay here as long as you need.’ he says. I roll my eyes but relax against the cushions. Suddenly I do feel very sleepy. He closes the door behind him after kissing the top of my head gently. I slip into my dreams almost immediately. They are not, I’m sorry to say, very pleasant. Somewhere in my mind I know this can’t be happening, because it already has, but that doesn’t really help any. I watch, tied in the floor again, as he kills my parents. He. Within half an hour her bottle was empty and she was just about to think about leaving when Sean came back from the bar carrying a tray with two more shots each and a bottle of white wine. "It was that one, wasn't it?" he said to the woman. "I hope so, they've opened it now". "Oh!" she exclaimed, not intending to drink any more as she was starting to feel it. "Th... thanks, that was the one". They all downed the shots, one round, then another, then Sean poured her a large glass. An hour later,.