It had been a long time since she had been punished by Uncle Mike. In fact it had been years. She was too old to be treated this way and she would tel... him so. As the time stretched into what felt like eternity her mind drifted back into the past and she remembered... She was only ten when she first came to stay with Uncle Mike. She'd had a life full of pastries, ponies, smiles, and happiness. Then came the news that her parents had been killed in a shipwreck. She waited for them to come home. It wasn't as bad as usual but then I hadn't been killed this time."Mick, you were dreaming. Your monitors spiked to the top of the scale and stayed there. Your blood pressure was way up and so was your heart rate." Doc, stop. Give me my portfolio, please." From it I took the sketches I had made the day before. I went over them carefully. I added details that I had forgotten or had left out until I had seen them again just now. Sketch by sketch I went over them. When I had finished I turned back. Meiiii ….. Gaiii malkiiiinn …… Or meri chut ne apna sara ras bhar fek diya or meri jange puri tarah se gili ho gai or bhabi boli sali kutiya randi itni jaldi jad gai abi to bhut nakre dika rhi thi or ab mze lut rahi hai or bhabi mere nipplo ko mauh me leker chusne lagi.Vo mere nipplo se khel rahi thi kabi mere nipplo ko chusto to kabi katti muje dard bi ho rha tha to mza bi aa rha tha or mai ek bar fir se vasna ke bhar me fasti ja rahi thi per mri malkin bhabi mere 32 ki size ki chuchi ke. It was a strange combination o velvety skin and hot steel. He rubbed it against her cheeks and slapped it against her tongue and then against her cheeks and then slapped again a few times with the belt. She wiggled faster and moaned and tilted her head trying to capture him into her mouth until finally he dropped the belt and grabbed her pigtails and fed her his hard, hard cock. He pressed and pushed into her mouth in hard little pops and thrusts, deep into her throat. He kept moaning deep.