It took me only a few minutes to recognize my surroundings as a generic hospital room. If it was a hospital room, there should be a call button, I rea...oned. It made me feel better that I could remember even that much. After I fumbled around and found the button, I pressed it and then fell asleep again exhausted.The next time I rejoined the world, I was still dying of thirst. I found that button and pushed it again. I managed to stay awake until a nurse came. She didn't stay in the room long. The slow strumming of my bow makes over your heated instrument sends thunderous quakes through your body. In your rhythmic response I realize that this is the perfect medium for this composition. As I gently align my bow to your awaiting tranquillity, you begin to make a harmonious reverberation of pleasure. Like the solo in a Kenny G song, your moans resonate through the house. As I draw my bow across your fine instrument this causes your melody to flow more complex, more urgent as the. His bulge was bigger without his pants on. I rubbed his shaft through his boxers until I could see he was totally erect. When I took off his boxers his cock popped out all big and juicy. I knew he was big. I got my hands around his monster cock and guided him to my mouth. I put my lips around the head and sucked gently. I already tasted pre cum. I knew that it was torturing him, only having the head of his cock being sucked, so I took some more of him into my mouth. It was hard because he was. But, all inall, I do believe it is a proper and just punishment. Oh, and take alook a this, see what I've written here?"Janice showed me the front of the thong, where, written in permanentblack ink, was: * Paul's Punishment Thong *Like a big sign across the top of my crotch. I blushed furiously,thinking how could I possibly explain this to anyone who saw it?But even worse, Janice had written something else below: * I promise to wear this thong, as instructed, DAY AND NIGHT. *"Now I want you.