As I took off my belt Mark began to cry, I asked him why. Marks said he knows how the belt feels and begged me not to use it. I told him " I am sorry ...ark but you need to learn" He replied with his Yes Sir. Since this was a smaller width belt I folded it in half. Wider belts I wrap the buckle around my hand and use it as a strap. I placed my left arm across marks back and bent him over a bit, I wasted not time, WHACK, the first blow made Mark yelp and the tears were rolling down his face. I. I might have been still slightly immature but I was wise enough to decipher that she was equally as fascinated with the potential benefits of a close family union that would solve boredom in a domestic environment. Of course, we would not disclose the nature of our relationship to anyone including my mother and her sister because it would be far too distressing to even imagine her dismay. I could easily imagine the taunts and jokes thrown my way by my so-called "friends" when they discovered. .. when you’re in the moment it’s overwhelming. I didn’t think I could go back to condoms, and since Demie couldn’t get pregnant herself I didn’t really have to. Of course, Demie being infertile kind of lowered her from a 10 to a 9 in my head, not that I would ever tell her that!Ah Hell ... when Demie was fucking me she was always ever a 10 ... an 11! A million! She was sex incarnate, and I was a lucky bastard to have her.DID I have her? No, she had me. My soul was hers, my body was hers. Well I recently turned seventeen, Im going to be a senior next year, Im exactly six feet tall and weigh just shy of two hundred pounds. Im an A and B student I dont participate in extra curricular activities but I do have a decently fit body ,Im not the cool kid but everybody knows me because Im the class clown of sorts I know when to stop or keep going, and Im pretty trust worthy so a lot of people confide in me and Im generally the nice guy. As I was scrolling through the hundreds of well.