He picked it up and walked over to me. He stood near my legs; he swung his driver like he was at the golf course. I felt the driver connect with my te...ticles. The pain I felt knocked me unconscious. Sometime later, I awoke again. This time, my ears were no longer covered. There was blood on my chest, penis, and legs. My master was watching me. He said that he had administered 25 strikes of the cane on my penis for each time I had came during the night. He said that I had been erect during most. When my dick quit throbbing, we lay quietly for a couple ofminutes, getting our breath back. Then I pulled free, gotup, and went into the bathroom for a towel. Wiping off hertender slit and my cock, I couldn't help but notice thatour juices were tinted pink with her blood. She said, "Oh God, I'm sore. Please kiss it and makeit well." Very gently, I knelt down and kissed her furryblonde patch and then, with my tongue, licked the pinklips. I wasn't trying to excite her, but. After hours there was only one librarian, and the best way I can think to describe her would be to call her an “old codger”. She would sit at the library desk, and would not move for hours. Sometimes she would be buried in a book, other times she would lean back in her chair and drift in and out of sleep. I’m not sure why the library kept her on staff, but when you’re planning on cornering your sister about a possible sexual experience… she was the best type to have. I went to the library when. ”“Why did you want me to get my pubic hair removed with a laser? I would have kept it shaved for you, since that’s what you wanted.” I paused before continuing. “I know it’s the trend these days and it’s what guys like.”“No, Melanie. Your pussy being bare doesn’t have anything to do with the latest trend.” He took a deep breath. “Submissives don’t have pubic hair, and permanently removing yours was a way to mark your body as mine.”I could feel my face glowing red in embarrassment. I knew that.