Six months ago she came to me to ask if I knew anything about the being forward stuff for sex. She has an issue at home, her husbands complaints abou... her not being forward related to sex. I knew it wasn't directly D/s that he was searching for but after an hour long conversation that seemed to be what she was asking me about in-directly. I told her that it is one subject that you can talk about for hours but it is better to experience it if you wish to understand it. She was reluctant for. "Do not move" came the instruction, i simply nodded. A cooling liquid was being poured into the crack of my arse, then a finger followed making sure that my hole was well oiled. A few moments later this was removed and a something bigger replaced it, slowly being pushed and twisted deep into my ass. I was groaning with delight, my pussy was dripping i wanted to play with my clit. That feeling of burning and tingling was working its way up and down my body, i was going to orgasm real hard and. How many strokes of the cane do you deserve and want?" " "Oh about 6 Mike" You are older than the schoolk**s Emma, you will get one stroke for each year of your age!" Emma looked down then said " Ok Mike" " Right Girl go to that bedroom there is a cane on a hook behind the door, bring it in here please!" Emma went to fetch it, Mike put a dining room chair in the centre of the room with a cushion resting on its back. Emma came in, she was wearing a pleated maroon skirt, white blouse and black. She hated the fact that her best friend was still being held captive somewhere. She just hoped that Cheryl would one day be found and rescued. Until that time came, she had decided to take Cassandra and raise her with Alina.When Abby had been rescued, she had decided there was no way she was going to tell her parents and daughter that her own brother drugged and repeatedly raped her until she got pregnant. She was not going to tell her daughter that her uncle was really her father. That was.