The boys buttocks were soon a mass of livid stripes.And then it happened - a particularly vicious stroke landed square across his balls. He squealed l...ke a pig, and Miss Priscilla gave a little grin. "I'm sorry" she said, but I think that from an expert like Miss Priscilla the cut was well intended.From this point on the boy was struggling, gasping and pulling at his bonds. Miss Priscilla proceeded with her work, but no further strokes to the balls. Finally the boy slumped down and had to take. ..He KNEW what to do.At the moment, all that meant was to focus......and do something about the damn hand cramp he couldn't be sure was even present, or simply conjured up by his own rest/normal-human-activity deprived brain; to subvert any attempt at progress he might actually make in the game...Or, quite possibly, in his own life.'Oooh yes god-'The coolness of the drink was sanctuary for any place on the stream star's screeching body that had managed to receive such refreshing relief.Before. Her flavor washed into over my tongue, musky and strong. I licked from bottom to top, lapping at her as she shuddered and made soft cooing sounds. "Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh..." was all she said. She lubricated profusely, wetness dribbling off my tongue. I caught a large drop of it and painted upward with it, swallowing a little with a small slurp. A string of it connected form my bottom lip down to the slick pink skin between her lips. It was really hot. I plunged down into her again. She rode her. "I think the way your pendentnestles in your chest hair is very sexy," she announced. "At one and thesame time it screams both masculine and feminine; just the effect I wastrying to achieve!"This only left my feet unsorted. My toes just about protruded from undermy flared turn-ups but I was still unshod. Gloria passed me a pair oftan, nylon, knee-high stockings. Well, "in for a penny, in for a pound" Ithought resignedly and, sitting down, I pulled them on, taking care notto ladder them by.