My dad spared no expense; he had the complete event including the decorations catered.Mother had bought me another dress special for this party. It wa... light yellow, sleeveless, with a full, rather short, skirt. Once again, I spent a lot of time in my room and bathroom getting ready. When she bought it, I loved the way I looked in it, but now it was just more confusion. Strange erotic, scary, responses caused me to shudder as I looked at my image in the mirror. It seemed like so much had. Just as I was now getting really involved and her pussy had started to get wet I got heated and was about to blow my load on her tits when she opened her eyes.That cooled me down rapidly and shoved my prick back in my pants.I said I am sorry and she so am I!Why are you sorry I thought you might actually fuck me!I was surprised at that remark and asked her to explain.Well it so happened she had seen me many times as she passed my house and thought it would nice to be fucked by an older manMum. The whole time i'm gently running my nailsdown your back and neck. After you get my left nipple niceand hard you lick and kiss your way across my chest to my rightnipple and repeat the same motions as with the left, butwhat is this? The right one is pierced. You gently roll thepiercing between your lips with your tongue while you slowlyrun your hand down my stomach and feel how wet my pantiesare. Then you slowly kiss your way down my tummy skip overwhere my skirt covers and work your way up my. By the time the whip reached my thighs and several times curled inside them and caught my mound, I hardly knew what was happening until a round of applause, more I think for the whip master than for me, heralded the end, the end of my whipping but not the end of my torment and certainly not the end of the pain; I had about seven hours more of slavery and rape to endure. ?Can I escape?? I wondered but with the pain, I couldn’t run even if I had somewhere to run to. My body collapsed in a heap on.