.Smack!Marci squeals out, realizing it was my hand and not the dreaded belt.Smack!Smack!Smack!Each successive blow of my hand intensifies. After the t...nth blow, I drizzle more oil on her rosy red buttock. Soothing the stinging sensation, Marci lays still and relaxes. Moving to the left buttock, I rub oil into her skin and begin administering the ten blows to her cheek.On the fourth blow, I notice a tear running down her cheek. The last six blows have been done in quick succession. Rubbing more. " I'll feed you," she teased. "We'll see about 'happy' later." Shaking her ass at me she disappeared into the kitchen."While you're working on lunch, I'll survey the damage." I shouted as I walked into the garage. One of the rollers had snapped off, and would need to be replaced before the door would work again.I broke the news to Janet over a beer and sandwich lunch. "I'll go to the hardware store and get what you need." Can I go with you? I have a few things to pick up at the store," she. "I'm not a doctor Tony, I've told you that." Jesse answered."You're a person. You're helping fix her, that makes you a doctor in my book." Well then, since you are, in effect, Rebecca's aquatic therapist, then how about we do this doctor, doctor, parent, and patient Doctor Tony?"Rebecca giggled. "She's got you there Tony." Bah, she has a paper on the wall from a college. All I have is a swimming pool and a report card from the tenth grade. Let me see if Tina left the notes in the car. I think. No wonder she loved it. I started to move my ass back toward his cock when he was pushing in. Obviously Rich had done this before and knew exactly what he was doing as his hands started guiding my hips to his tempo.I don't know if it was a couple of minutes or twenty minutes, my mind was exploding with excitement, fear, (some pain) and anxiety that I would become a fag. Then, it seemed like a voice coming from a speaker as Rich yelled, "I'm cumming, b*o, I cumming in your hot ass." As his.