Now go to the rack.? With a solemn ?Yes Master.? I go and stand in front of the rack and wait for him to tie me to the rack. As soon as I?m standing n...xt to the rack he positions me with my ass facing him and ties my arms and legs into place so I can?t move. Taking a step away from me he said, ?I?m going to use the cane on you tonight. You will count out each stroke and thank me. Is that understood?? ?Yes Master.? He gently strokes my ass, which is still sore from the punishment that Todd gave. Oh... ohhh... the disgusting horror of that male contact I am forced into. He too is equally revolted, I am sure. They love to make us do things to each other of which even a****ls would be ashamed.We have no choice.Unless one prefers to be whipped beyond all reason.Oh, by the gods, sometimes I wish they would literally whip me to death. At least then, it would be all over.The quietus of death...For those who fardels bear, it is something much to be yearned for.Yet... oh yet... how long have I. All of a sudden, mom was starting to look hotter to me. I tried the mask for size; it must have been mom's as it was way too small for me. From sex to computer is a small leap. I started going through the log on her computer. There were a lot of download times that I could find no records for, but a look at hard drive D and using mom's secret password "ABCDEFG," clever huh? I was able to find a whole new world for mommy. It seemed that mother dearest had a web site where she played at being in. "Like my brother and the Rangers, he had to go to a school to get a 'parachutists' tab."Dillon answered as he entered the line for the checkpoint at NAS Alameda. "Yeah, kinda like. I wanna meet your brother someday. Wonder what's got them all riled up?" He was referring to the slower ingress of traffic to the post, caused by the SPs talking to each individual driver entering the NAS. "Anyway, yeah, I get to go through a Navy version of the Airborne school, they'll make me jump out of perfectly.