But we broke up. I really intended to keep my daughter, but I couldn’t work and look after her, too. I put her in a home for c******n. At the ti...e of our divorce, he managed to get her and when he left for Australia, he took our c***d. I could do nothing. Later, I married my husband, who was already well on his way to success with Ranchland Oil. He was twenty years older than I.”“And you haven’t seen you daughter since?”“No.” She cried a little. Nathan. She lay on the bed squirming with ecstasy as he feasted her pussy. he slid a finger inside her swollen heat and he continued to suck at her clit. as she climaxed she screamed his name. it was so intense that she saw stars. she lay there screaming his name as he continued to feast on her soaking wet pussy, lapping up all of he juices. when he couldn't take anymore he pulled her to her feet.as she undid his pants they fell to his ankles as she fell to her knees. she started to lick the swollen. After all, the worst thing that could happen would be a very sore ache which would go after a few days. But indiscriminate kicks or punches from me could break bones or damage organs. No, it was much better for her to fight back the tears and keep quiet. Alas, I have to confess that I lost control of myself. There was the tiniest speck of blood, where the cord had cut into one of her vaginal lips. The sight of this made me spontaneously ejaculate in my pants. I hate this, as I like to. You will obey them completely or suffer punishment with extreme prejudice."Chanazene paused, puffed on her cigarette. "Ah, punishment. It's such a pleasure. To give it, at least. Just thinking about it makes me moist."It comes in many forms, as I am sure, sissyuseless, you can imagine. But one thing you should know, is that every time a sissy needs to be punished, there is something permanent added, forever. It could be a piercing. It could be higher heels. A reduction in waist. Even an.