I touched the spot with my fingers but didn’t feel anything but my unshaved skin. I had three-day stubble and it was itching a bit, maybe that was i.... We drove in silence and after half an hour I saw a sign for the town. As we approached there was a gas station on the right which I drove into. It only had one pump, and around the shack that served as an office where several cars in different stages of disintegration. I fat man in a blue overall came out from the shack wiping sweat from his. He slowly turned around letting the water run over his hair and face, my eyes dropped down to his cock. Thick and long with the most gorgeous purple head like a giant mushroom and a small amount of pubic hair. I watched as he rubbed the soap all over it working up a thick lather, his hand cupping the balls as he lathered them. I felt my heart racing watching him rub the purple mushroom and gripping his cock washing up and down its length. I walked back to the kitchen, feeling like a voyeur but. “Oh, fuck!” I cried out.“Not yet, sweetheart,” Brad said cruelly. “Bend over the chair first and let me show my sister how I spank her Mistress when she misbehaves.”Sheri, to her credit, said nothing. She sat there, wide-eyed and trembling just a little.As I bent over, with my ass in the air, Brad told me to spread my legs. I did so without question. All I wanted was to get back in his good graces. If it meant being punished, so be it.Brad looked at his sister and said, “Observe, sis, while I. .. did she...?” He couldn’t say the words.The nurse, sensing the fear on his face, smiled and tapped his hand. “Mrs. McDermott has recovered enough to be moved to the General Ward on the fourth floor for further care.”“Oh thank God!” He breathed a sigh of relief.He hurried to the next floor above, “Mrs. McDermott’s room, please?” He asked, breathing quickly.“405,” the nurse pointed to his left. He thanked her and hurried to her room. Entering, he paused, exhaling another sigh of relief. He.