S..s...s..sorry master, I stammered, but it was too late, he continued to spank me until tears rolled down my cheeks, not so much from the pain (altho...gh it did hurt) but from the humiliation. There I was naked in front of a fully clothed man, with clothes legs on my scrotum, balls and nipples tied together and being beaten on my backside...When he got bored of spanking me, he turned his attention to my balls,many using a small leather strop, started to hit them. Some of the strokes didn't. " Will you do it?" Mo, I don't know. I mean any guy would be lucky to be with you, but you know how Jackie and I feel about each other. We're in love."Mo nodded and handed me another plate. "I love you too, JR," she said, avoiding looking at me."Mo, I love you too. It's different than the way I love, Jackie, but I do love you." Then why won't you make love to me?"I felt Jackie against my back. Her arms went around my waist and her hands fondled my cock. "Yeah, why won't you make love to. ..testing. "Is this book alright, Adam?"Poems of Childhood" by Eugene Fields, what an interesting choice. Open it and choose a poem and then read it to me out loud. Then continue picking poems and reading until I tell you to stop. Everyday you will choose a short poem and memorize it until you can recite it perfectly without the book."She started reading out loud. The first poem that Lisa read was "Little Boy Blue" not from the nursery rhyme, the little boy blue with the horn that most people. I grabbed his hips and started pumping myself in and out of him. Despite the tight asshole it was easy, when my cock withdrew it was so wet and slippery, we’d really soaked it up. Through the noise of the shower I could hear our wet ball sacks slapping together as I slammed into him. His silky ass provided the perfect level of friction against my head; peeling my fore-skin back as I slid in and out of him. I spanked his ass and he cried out again. I spanked him again and he dropped his head and.