”~~~~~~That evening, after Vespers, Abigail returned to the infirmary. Peter seemed pleased to see her, and a day in the air appeared to have helped...to dry out the worst of the suppurations on his hands. Once more she washed them, soothed them with liniment, and bound them up carefully.“Do you need the pot again?” she smiled.Peter blushed very red and shook his head.“Not this time; one of the other Sisters helped me earlier,” he stammered. “But, oh Sister Abigail, maybe you can help with. While you might feel discomfort even when good, I assure you it can be far worse." Alex saidAlice nodded showing that she understood."Very good. I don't believe I ever mentioned how pretty I find you. Be assured I would do nothing to permanently scar that beautiful body of yours. Of course everything short of that is still an option. It is with that in mind that I believe your first punishment is in order. I don't like being lied to, and you did try to blackmail me." Alex said.Alex reached out. Since I was barely past the toddler stage and should have still been in diapers, only made it worse. They incurred many problems with me, but I think that shook them to the foundations of their egos. My brother and much older sister are normal. My sister is in college and I never see my brother.“My parents, intelligent adults by any measure you care to use, had to undergo the humiliation of their young child dominating them, and I found out later that it wasn’t just them. Having failed. I tell him how big his dick is and how lonely my boy cunt of an asshole has been, that it's been craving his dick which makes him so happy to hear. His hands would slide over my ass cheeks, spreading them before going to my hips, his dark hands against my skin made such a sexy and taboo looking contrast. The sexy boy would lower my down onto his lap, aiming his cock the whole time by moving my body, until that cock is pressed against his ass, sliding it across and letting those ass cheeks of.