I turned around quickly and embarrassingly. Holy shit, it was Lucas. “What the fuck are you doing in my room?” he asked.“Uh, I...I...” I stutt...red, not knowing what to say, “What are you doing home so early?”“My match got cancelled because of the weather,” he replied agressively, “So again, what the fuck are you doing in my room?”Nervous, I didn’t know what to do. I grabbed the object nearest to me and said, “I just wanted to check this out.”“My cumsock?” he asked.Fuck, I didn’t know it was his. One text was even from Jim. Blow off that stupid prom! Taylor Reed is for bitches! My coupon is gonna expire soon! ,) Rachel rolled her eyes. His coupon comment was an inside joke between them in reference to her ‘rain check’ promise from way back in the early fall. She wasn’t especially proud of it, but Jim had in fact talked her into a few more blowjobs throughout the year. The rain check had somehow morphed into a coupon that Jim jokingly insisted Rachel had given him for free head once. I imagined spoon-sized marks raining down on my already pink ass.The humiliating questions continued. "Are you a spoiled slut?" ("Yes, Sir.)”Do you deserve to be punished like a bad dog?" ("Yes Sir. Thank You, Sir!") He gave me a brief merciful break when He let me suck His cock. I did so, gratefully, and took it deeply. He grasped my hair and pressed his cock deep inside my throat. He didn’t let me taste His cum though I begged for it. He made me get back in position and he used the belt on. I knew Bonnie wouldn’t run. If she’s telling the truth about college, she knows it’s a bad idea. I have no qualms about beating my pets to do my will. Like I said before, Marcie isn’t the first.Before Bonnie can turn her attention back to Marcie, I grab her wrist and pull it above my head so she can’t help but get close to me. I look deep into her eyes and smile that dark smile that lets her know that this is a favor and nothing had better go wrong. She sheepishly looks down and then back into.