‘Jesus,’ I cried, ‘you’ve nearly bitten my cock off.’ Christian calmed me and invited me back onto the recliner where I sat nursing my injur...d cock. I bit down on my thumb to distract my mind from the pain.He explained that I had to associate erections with pain if I was to control them. No k**ding, I thought. When the pain subsided, he fitted a silver ring over my bruised cock. It looked terrific as a piece of jewellery and inside was a rubber ring that made it fit snugly. ‘Get an erection’,. I was struggling, sobbing and screaming as myhair was transformed into a horrible mess. Sally was laughing as she said"Add this too" and she a bottle of motor oil from somewhere andpoured it over my head. She rubbed it in until it blended with the tobacco ash,the mess ran down my face, it ran into my eyes, Sally rubbed it into my dressshe lifted my torn dress and rubbed it into my flesh."That?s much better" said Garth as they both leered at me, gonewas the pretty, elegantly dressed girl . Now. I want a good shot at those cute little balls.”The butt strapping Isaac got was painful enough, but the slaps to his bald, dangling balls was pure torture and, if it hadn’t been for his piss-soaked underpants gag, he’s have screamed bloody murder. When his ass was red and his balls were aching, Frankie added to his torment when she picked up a large pine cone from the forest floor and showed it to him.“You are a hairless, shameless sissy,” she taunted, “ and I think you are also a little stuck. Amanda, do you want to take over now? You know more about what happened with Shyloh after Allison turned eighteen.”Sixty-year-old Amanda stood and made her way to the front of the room. She had a black low-cut mourning dress on. Taking the microphone from Ellie, she put her arm around Ellie’s waist.“Ellie, that was a fine imitation of Shyloh. Mighty fine, but you have to have the DNA to do it right.”Amanda thrust her chest out, rolled her shoulders, and rocked her breasts slowly from side to.