His reply was that he wasnå’t going quite that far but would take me as far as he could. After some chitchat he asked if I wanted a beer…. being ...6 (almost 17), of course I said sure! He said great but that we’d just have to stop by his house and then he’d take me back out to the highway. Chris was probably about in his late 30’s early 40’s. It wasn’t that far out of our way to his house, and before I knew it we were there. He said to come in so I followed. When we walked into. The pain was irresistible going deep inside my bones."How do you like it, "sissy boy?" he kept asking me again and again.It was obvious he was making reference to the way the cops were calling me that night. After another slap with the paddle the pain was so hard I lost consciousness.After I woke up, I realized I was still hanging from the rope. My ass was numb and there he was watching me."Don't worry Nancy, no more physical punishment. I think you learned your lesson, don't you, sweetie? From. She was avirgin. She had to be, she was only born yesterday. Thatwas why he couldn't find the opening. It was blocked bysome kind of membrane, he remembered that from high school. Well, that shouldn't prove a problem. From what he'd read,it wasn't very strong, he could probably pierce it with alittle effort. Might sting a little, but that didn'tmatter. Most girls lost their virginity by before theyturned fifteen, so obviously, it was no -(what?)She was here. Danni. He could feel her presence. She pulled at the soft skin of his chest with her teeth.They sucked each other's nipples to arouse and to punish. He took her ass with his large hands, squeezing her and pulling her open so he could work his fingers into her tight brown hole.Her groaning caused him to twist his hand and push deeper. Her sharp intake of breath suddenly left him dying to remove his fingers and lick her.She wrapped an arm around his neck, fucking his wet mouth with her little tongue, pressing, rolling, and sliding.