Turning his attention back to the girl, he took out one of the clamps and fastened it on her still painful left nipple, enticing a painful whimper fro... the girl. ‘please stop, whatever I did I am punished enough, please let me go’. John was getting quite annoyed by her constant whimpering and pleas to stop. Deciding to do something about it he took a roll of duct tape and sealed her mouth shut. He didn’t like to do that, the slaves couldn’t give him his beautiful screams then, but he would have. I put a couple of pieces of bread in the toaster and washed, dried, and put away the pan. No mess.I smiled because Mom would be proud. Shocked too, I was never that neat when I was a teenager. I grabbed the toast, buttered it, and sat at the table to enjoy my little brunch with a glass of milk.As I ate, I looked at the clock and saw it was almost 1 pm. I had plenty of time to get to the Credit Union, as they’d be open until at least 5 pm on a Friday. I wasn’t in a rush, but I did want to get it. Looking up I could see through the front windows across the front yard and out into the street beyond, you know what? I didn’t give a damn. Margret had begun moving her wet tongue over the smooth head of my dick, teasing the underside and making my rod jump. The feeling was unexplainable, her hand moved slowly up and down my shaft, pumping as she sucked on me. I knew I would not be able to hold back the torrent of hot, liquid lust that was building up behind her pumping hand.‘Careful Margret,. Later she asked, have you brought any gift for me. She brought a room freshener for me. I said sorry, I didn’t bring anything.We have a conversation for 30 mins and later I hugged her. She immediately melted as she was mentally prepared for her first sex.I kissed her on her head, chicks and eyes. I placed my lips on her lips but she didn’t open her mouth as she was not aware of how to do kiss.But I continued and later she cooperated and opened her mouth and we smooched for 15 mins.I slowly.